all morning i was at the kitchen window - washing dishes, baking muffins, cleaning vegetables to take to my uncle, dancing to michael jackson (moonwalking included. hey, a girl's got to have a guilty pleasure) - and i didnt even notice until i went outside to pick some peppers that there was a doe and three fawns prancing around in the field behind my house. i just stood in the garden and watched them - i swear there is nothing more precious than baby deer, what with their tiny leaps and their tiny white tails wagging. i get so goddamned overly sentimental over the stupidest things but i really wanted to cry they were just so cute. mom kept a close eye on me while the babies ate what's left of the hay, and then a groundhog popped out of his hole and scared them away. little bastard. but the way the morning sun hit their fur as they filed one by one into the woods, it was so beautiful - it was the most blinding golden color you could ever imagine. i honestly feel so lucky that i get to experience things like that. i dont think i could ever live in a city, there's just too much i'd miss.
now i'm going to go get all dressed up and go see (500) days of summer (see also: lust after joseph gordon levitt and/or zooey deschanel), do some shopping at the new urban outfitters, buy a ridiculous amount of nail polish with their clever little names, and maybe treat myself to ice cream or a pastry or something because i fit into a size 4 yesterday and yeah, i'm pretty goddamned happy about that and feel like i deserve something good after all that hard work.