I do not get the fascination men have with facial hair. Seriously. Do. Not. Get. It.
Facial hair is trimmed, groomed, waxed, somewhat shaven, fully shaven, partially shaven, sometimes shaven, sometimes grown and then shaven – have you ever seen women treat their leg hair like this? (Though I guess there is a similar, far more secret, fascination with hair in the, erm… nether regions).
2. It’s Friday, so I feel like I’m living in a macaroon (no; NOT sticky and dark but rather sweet and easy to share).
3. I baked red velvet cupcakes last night and they were completely DEVOURED at work today. This validates my life long thoughts that I am an awesome baker.
4. I do not have facial hair (though The Boyfriend is valiantly growing his own to make-up for the both of us. Insert eye-roll here.)
5. Finally, though this might make a few of you want to hurl into the bins next to your desk, I must say that it is wonderful having a wonderful boyfriend who posts wonderful songs on your Facebook wall. Like the one he posted today: