Today was a perfect Saturday with my best friend Lauren. Pedicures with the screaming Vietnamese ‘nail artist’. Christmas shopping before Thanksgiving. Running into an old friend and making his girlfriend jealous for no apparent reason. Perfection in day form. But the highlight of this day had to be the footie pajamas she bought and wore around my apartment for a good two hours. She blended in perfectly with the spare room’s decor, and I couldn’t help but be jealous of her comfort. Look how cute she is…

Then after about 90 minutes in the pajamas she must have had a heat stroke because the most random things started spewing from her mouth…

“My hair smells weird but not like my shampoo.”
“I’m starting to sweat…”
“Do I look like a frog?”
“These were a horrible plan. I hate socks!”

Yeah, that’s my best friend.