The Breakfast Break

I thought I’d take a break to eat my honey oat bagel and write to you, because even ten or fifteen minutes is enough to post an update. I got my badly-needed haircut after driving to the salon, and I will never do that again. The route was through Rock Creek Park in the dark, and I don’t think there have been many more moments I’ve been more afraid. Just hairpin turns and no lighting except Eggsy’s.

I have officially named my car Eggsy, and I don’t know why I didn’t think of it days ago. Eggsy is my favorite spy… from Kingsmen: The Secret Service. If you haven’t seen the movie, it’s hilarious and I think you will love it. It’s also infinitely quotable, so there’s that.

Martini. Gin, not vodka, obviously. Stirred for 10 seconds while glancing at an unopened bottle of vermouth. Thank you.

It’s 007 meets farce in the best kind of way.

So is my car.


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