Friday night, as mentioned in my previous post, I haven't been the happiest as of late. Not sure why. My ridiculously supportive boyfriend made it his mission to help change that. He told me several days before, that he'd be taking me out in the city on Friday night. He called this adventure, "Operation Jenny Smile". He's so sweet and caring, agh! He took me out for a few drinks, we had hot chilli dogs earlier on in the night and then traveled to Newtown/Enmore to have a delicious meal at Doughbox Diner; a 50's inspired diner. I was even complimented on my shirt by the lovely owner, she literally is a 50's doll. I've wanted to go there since it first opened years ago. We ticked that off my bucket list. My boyfriend never failures to make me happy and to remind me of how lucky I am. I didn't know that I deserved this kind of treatment. Good karma does exist after all :) ❤️