So here I am in Jerez de la Frontera, Andelucia, Spain, going to my first flameco class tomorrow. If I happen to run across myself from 2 or so years ago and told me what I was up to, I’d be all “what the fuckitty-do is going on here, miss classy pants, and what the hell have you done to your hair??? It looks GREAT.”
We went grocery shopping tonight. (There are five of us now, the sixth joining us tomorrow at noon.) I did ok reading the ingredients looking for “leche”. I found some vanilla soy milk and also some soy yogurt. I’m scared to try the soy yogurt just in case I missed something. I might be living on bread and meat for the next two weeks.
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Ha! This made me laugh out loud. I often wonder what previous me’s would think of current me. Also, I think that “fuckitty-do” is a fantastic turn of phrase.