Weekend coffee #180.
Greetings from … a bachelorette party. That’s right entirely too many women in the same place at the same time, living it up in the name of marriage. I’m currently sitting at an Airbnb while the other eight sleep off last night’s festivities and I gaze out over the grounds of our rental. Pool, river, gardens, can’t complain. And we’re still in New Jersey! Today, we’ll be hanging out in the sun and then sampling some wines. If you’ve never heard of NJ - there’s a reason. Picture Moira Rose for Herb Ertlinger. Anyway, here’s what else is happening:
This feels … unnecessary.
Really mad I didn’t make myself get up in time to see this.
Half of the pandemic’s unemployment money may have been stolen.
Reading: Crying in H Mart by Michelle Zauner.
Watching: Already caught up on Cruel Summer.
That’s all for now. Until next time - thanks for following along.
Image by @belec.