A misty day means that my hair was bound to frizz. Still the warmth in the November air and the grayness was romantic.
Driving home I saw a captivating sight of an open umbrella positioned in a second floor window. It felt like there was some kind of hidden meaning in the view being that it was raining outside but the umbrella was open on the inside. I wish I could have stopped my car to take a picture of it.
I got to spend time with a good friend that I don't get to see nearly enough. She took me out for sushi and we were given complimentary deep fried bananas. Yum.
Then we caught a private showcase of the "Bubbly" Colbie Caillat.
It was a wonderful day.