It's not as hobo-ish as it sounds.
This morning at the butt crack of dawn I decided to take a run. Not that unusual, but nowadays my runs happen at 11AM. You know, after The View but before Martha Stewart.
I decided to run this morning because I ate two hamburgers late last night. Two! I never do that. One, I never tend to eat late dinners. Two, two hamburgers?!? What? The? You'd think I was pregnant. But it was all I ate, no fries or anything else on the side, so---oh fuck, I won't lie: I had 2 hamburgers, cole slaw, and a ton of ruffles chips.
I NEVER. I swear.
I just had to run this morning.
I kind of defeated the purpose and ran to Starbucks, ordered a vanilla cream and a slice of lemon pound cake. YES. I go to Starbucks and order non-coffee drinks. So?
I walked back to my apartment complex. Here, we have park benches lined up sporadically next to the building. One in particular is next to the trash dump area, which is also located next to the nearest gate to my unit.
I sat down, enjoyed the pre-rain weather and smells and the rest of my vanilla cream.
Then it happened. My luckiest day ever.
This girl, who lives cater-corner and below me (when you are at home all day every day you learn a lot about who lives here and who doesn't) was struggling with a huge framed print, her briefcase, and dog.
I just looked at her as she struggled with the gate door and leash. (Since my dog passed away, I kind of avoid contact with people and their dogs, it's silly on my part, really)
Until I saw the framed poster...it was/is a Breakfast at Tiffany's Limited Edition poster, from Z Gallerie.
My mouth gaped. Then it dropped as she threw it on top of the trash shoot door.
Wait. A. Tiffany.
I have all sorts of prints from that movie. It is my ultimate fave. And I realize almost every girl in America says that, but let me tell you: it is my fave.
I have replicas of the original movie poster, postcards, black and white stills, and my screen saver is so bad ass...maybe I'll move Marie Antoinette and showcase Audrey in my profile picture...?
This certain poster she was getting rid of...I have the miniature postcard one (thanks, Erica!): Audrey (Holly) is sitting at a table, breakfast and coffee to go cup in front of her, while she smiles and has the cigarette in her gloved hands.
And just the other day, I re-arranged my furniture and decided that a black and white print needed to go on the wall, above my television.
So...I did something kind of gross...
but I now have a HUGE poster for above my TV.