I'm Alive (kinda)

Happy Monday!  Oh girls weekends, you suck the life out of me, in the best way.  This has turned into an annual trip and somehow I keep getting invited back – not sure why or how, but I'll take it
BFF Bran and I headed down on Thursday night and had a quiet little night with pizza, beers and a movie.  Somehow she made it through the movie, even with her lil restless legs.

Friday was a leisurely start, turned into a little lunch by the inlet complete with plenty of sunshine and a couple orange crushes.  If you don't know what an orange crush is, I'm sorry.  Find out, and I guarantee your quality of life will increase by approximately 147%.  Unless you don't like oranges, or alcohol, or fun.  This turned into a walk to the beach where the water was cold as shit.  Confession: I didn't pack a swimsuit.  Why Tara?  You're going to the beach!  I'll tell you why!  I don't have one that fits me.  I'll admit I've gone to try them on a couple times, but to no avail.  One made my boobs look alright, but the bottoms gave me a serious case of muffin top or something like that.  We'll try again one of these days and I willlllll nnnot be posting pictures.

Saturday was a nice little Saturday.  Bloody mary #1 was prepared at 8:45am.  That's what happens when everyone else drinks the coffee and you're thirsty.  My partner in crime and I went all domestic and cooked breakfast.  The rest of the day is a teensy bit blurry, but I have photographic evidence that proves I have a good time!  The bloody mary bar was pretty epic.  I definitely had like 19 servings of vegetables that day, thanks V8.  Dinner at a tasty seafood place was a blast!  I wore a one piece outfit and got to see an old friend Andrew, his adorable family and his sweet lady friend.  I believe I've already sent the appropriate apology texts, but yeah, my mouth was real sailory.  Sorry about that.  I blame the oyster shot, 2 crushes and 3 shots of fireball that y'all force fed me!

Sunday consisted of a long drive where I went for copilot of the year and managed to stay conscious for the whole drive and hold down a Wawa sub.  Bran and I gangbanged the Under Armour outlet and I got home with enough time to spend a nice day with my sweet little family.

 

Oh and disclaimer:  I didn't make it to the gym at all last week, except Monday.  I went back today and thought I might be a little behind but I managed to run on the deathmill and do some abs.  Goal for the week…drumroll…I fucking hate running…is to run for 25 minutes without stopping (I'm hovering around 15).  We'll see how it goes!  My new gym outfits are bound to help, right?

I'm thinking I need to plan some more annual trips complete with shenanigans.  I'm gonna need to do some research!

Hope your Monday doesn't suck!