I’m having an “OMFG” moment.

Like a big one. A really really really big one.

People, I just did it. I just, literally — like .2 seconds ago — bought my ticket to Paris!

Holy shit! It’s HAPPENING. As in HAPPENING HAPPENING. Moi. Maman. And Paris.

I think I’m going to pass out. I feel like I’ve had 9 Veuve Clicquot’s in quick succession. I can’t believe it. I’m going. I’m doing it. I’m going to be there!

The entire month of July.

All of July in Paris. All of Paris all to myself and Maman. What’s a girl to do?!

I did this. I claimed this. I said I wanted it, and now I have it.  To think … that I’ll be back in my most beloved city in less than four weeks.

Hot damn. Do I feel like a manifestation machine or what?