Like really.
During this successful attempt at being organized (about time, too), I made the decision to frame all of the photos that Steph took at the concert and put them up on my wall. I knew that this could either turn out to be something that I loved looking at everyday OR a constant reminder of what could have been. The good news? It's surprisingly not the latter.
My mom kindly agreed to accompany me to our Wal-Mart (classy) after I picked her up from work one day to buy my picture frame. I didn't want my seven favorite pictures to hang separately, because both I AND good ol' Ben Franklin know that things just don't work best that way. I opted for a lovely wooden frame that holds eight pictures for the everyday low price of $12. I then went home to eagerly install both the pictures and my lovely House of Blues brochure with sweet little Ben Goldwasser's signature on it (thanks, Steph!) Do I really even need to explain further? It adds an unmeasurable amount of character to my room.
Please excuse the flash delirium, I'm not too skilled with the camera.
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