Paradise

Yesterday was one of those "holy crap batman, I'm an adult" days. 

Discussing the future. Being responsible. Watering plants.

Words like "mortgage" and "401k" drifted through the air. 

I mean, "401k" might as well be a word. 

Of which, I have no clue its origin, definition, or spelling.

Probably never will.

 I'm no Mensa member, 

but I did win my 3rd grade spelling bee with the word "jalapeno."

that's gotta count for something, right? 

...

So, what's a young at heart girl {ahem. woman} to do? 

Why, 

dream of faraway tropical islands, 

selling seashells down by the seashore-raising our merbabies-and eating lovely bunches of coconuts-with nary so much as an electric bill in sight, 

of course. 

Or a three day weekend. 

that'll do.

xoxo

{Bon Bon}