I love reminders.
I love it when I get in my car and I have to adjust my mirrors because a sexy man was the last one to drive my car.
Or when I have to pretend to be mad because he left cupcake wrappers in the arm rest.
Or when I get to work and my baskets of ninjas has been moved because wade came to visit me.
I love that this morning my car smelt like a campfire still.
I love the little snake toy on the floor that Simon left.
I readjusted the mirrors, tossed the snake toy and cupcake wrappers, the ninjas are back where they should be, and I'll ride with the windows down to get rid of the smoke smell...
But I still love all the little reminders of good times and good friends that some might call a mess.
I LOVE them.