I needed yesterday to be a good day. I’m glad I made arrangements to get out of the house many weeks ago. This post is going to put me in a vulnerable position, and I ask that you respect that I’m sharing feelings here that have less to do with politics than they do with my mental health.
I’ve felt so lonely, and I’ve cried more this week than I can remember doing in recent history. I imagine that for a lot of us on both sides of the election debate, this week has been a hard one for a lot of reasons. I imagine there are a lot of us who have done a lot of crying. I hate that for everyone.
I’m to the point that I wish I wasn’t off my anxiety meds now, wondering if I should get back on them before the baby comes, wondering if I can white knuckle it until my hormones and the world stabilizes.
Please, again, please don’t devolve this into politics. My heart simply can’t take it anymore, and my head is barely able to hold things together right now. This is simply about hurting. And trying to heal.
And so yesterday I tried to do just that, and everything following in this post is going to be without real substance or serious commentary. Everything from here on out is just pictures of a pretty good day in November, which my heart desperately needed.
It began with a trip to the Hello Kitty Cafe truck, which stopped by The Shops At Willow Bend in Plano, TX not too far from us. I heard of Hello Kitty Cafe last year and really wanted to take Leyna to the one in California on our trip over the summer, but that never panned out.
So when their PR agency reached out to me about the truck coming to town, I jumped on their offer to take Leyna there. We were lucky to not have to wait in the line, but I can totally see why some mega HK fans would be fine with hanging out for a couple hours for a chance to get this stuff.
Those macarons were supposed to be mine, but the kids ripped into them while I was peeing! Opportunists. I didn’t even get to see the Hello Kitty face macaron. Hmph. At least I have my Hello Kitty coffee mug.
If you want to see if the truck is coming to a city near you, you can check them out on Facebook. And here’s a pic of the menu/price list for merchandise that was available for us (I do think it can vary based on season and location) if you’re curious.
After this, it was off to a high school about 30 minutes up the road. They were having a fundraiser where you get to climb on and sit inside all sorts of, as Lowell calls them, “mighty machines” and trucks. Take our money!
There was a garbage truck there, so DAY MADE.
You guys. That joy.
They had a forklift, too, which is his current obsession.
And don’t think the other two didn’t have a good time.
Okay, it’s possible I bribed them with snowcones for this one.
It was, indeed, a pretty good day.