Hi everyone! Great weekends, right? Despite a head cold from hell, it was still homecoming here and everyone was festooned in maroon. Go Rams. ALSO! It’s a Jewish holiday, Rosh Hashanah, so L’shana Tova to my Jewish brethren. AND ON TOP OF THAT, it’s my Dad’s birthday. He is very cool beans, literally the best man I know, so no pressure every other one on the planet.
Despite the fact that the 4th of July is descending on us in a blaze of fireworks, hot dogs and people wearing American flag jorts, I will be leaving this glorious nation this evening. Hopefully I’ll find some other ex-pats who want to celebrate our independence (from the country I’ll be living in…awkward)! Anyway, weekend news! What up?
It’s summer! Bikini season! Which I’m sure you all forgot about until…summer! Bikini season! Luckily, I have some simple tips for you to get back into fighting form! They are, in fact so simple that you’ve definitely heard them all before! Pow pow! UP AND AT ‘EM, BIRCHES!
It’s my last week in London until July, so to celebrate, all posts this week are British-theme. Jammy Jams will be Briths, the Marry Me will be a Brit (not Daniel Craig or a royal unless they do something awesome) and Bad Birch Advice has some travel tips for London! (Take with a cube of sugar, chums). But what happened this weekend? Ch-ch-Check It Out!
Fun response to my advice from last time, so here’s more. And keep in mind when reading it: I frequently can’t find my shoes and most of my cooking involves bacon and steak. I’m a heart attack waiting to happen. So please take this with a grain of salt.Even I don’t listen to half of these things…