This post brought to you by the new texting gloves I got this weekend at Urban Outfitters. $10. I could live with just the right index finger being exposed though. Guess I’ll have to wait for the iPhone models to come out. Or cut a little slit in some regular gloves and save myself like 9 bucks.
I’ll admit…our weekend was pretty suburban. 3 trips in total to the suburbs and few photos to show you how cool we still are. Saturday night we did go to a party that was *supposed* to bring out all the hipster kids in all white. A handful of people wore all white, while every else just showed up at the bar and hoped there would be a party. I can respect that. I wasn’t able to find white jeans in time (truth be told, I’m more of a black jeans kind of girl) and was forced to pick the closest thing in my party pants collection, which were zebra print.
We found the time to meander around a dilapidated cemetary in our neighborhood on Sunday before suburban dinner. A lot of the headstones were sunken, broken, toppled, and/or no longer legible. Some as old as the late 1700s and they’re still burying folks there. My boyfriend found a hole in the ground, which he’d seen on his first visit, and poked a stick in it. Supposedly he saw some wood deep down there years ago. I prefer to stay as far away from potential rotting corpses as possible. I do think we might make a habit out of exploring cemetaries, hopefully before it gets too cold. There’s another huge one near us that I’ve never visited. Supposed to be good bike riding, too.