I'm not as on top of my 2015 as I planned on, but I'm more on top of it than I've ever been before, so suck it.
I feel like Daisy and Warren feature the most on almost every page, but they're the ones who will let me take a picture!! Ava and Scott hate me so whatever.
Anyway. Megan and I went on what I think might have been our last date, to see The Ruling Class at Trafalgar. Double sob. I heart James MacAvoy so much. The sun peeked out a few days, but it was still cold. Lame. And I've already started crying about the fact that Daisy June will be in full time school next year. Triple sob. But also fist pump HORRAY FOR THE BRITISH SCHOOL SYSTEM.
That weirdly yellow restaurant shot is from one Friday when Megan and I went to The Breakfast Club for brunch. We stood outside in line with a bunch of hipsters for FORTY FIVE MINUTES, but I gotta say, it was totally worth it. Plus, I had my book, so the wait was actually fun.
Anyway, I digress. We went to London together, they went to London without us, we arranged a union of our families when Ava is old enough, and Andrea let me talk her into coming to see Letters Live.
Yall. She didn't know who Benedict Cumberbatch was. More horrifying? She didn't know who Ellie Miller or Anna Bates were!!! I educated her. You're welcome Andrea.
Anyway. That's all I got. Engelbrecht out.