sorry for the neglect, tumbla.
we’re home from the first leg of the tour with sweet brandi. what a dreamsicle THAT was! laura and i are both super blessed to share a stage with her and to call her our friend. she is truly one of a kind, and we’ll always be grateful to how welcoming she has been to us.
it is SO good to be home. i’m now in the midst of my loving parents, my precious kitties (minus jojo, as far as “precious” goes), and my cozy bed. not too shabby, i’d say. tomorrow i’m going back to my apartment, where i’ll listen to my new sam cooke record, take the halloween stickers off my windows, throw out my old milk, and attempt to make the best tomato soup that has ever existed.
