Somebody's got a case of the Mondays. Every Monday. But at least this one has me coming back from a relaxing weekend! I tried to make gym my bitch this morning and failed miserably. I have this ridiculous pain on the inside of my right leg, between my calf and my ankle, that hurts like a motherfucker when I run. So I gave it a try this morning and it was a suck fest. I ended up doing legs for a bit afterward but I just wasn't feeling it. Hopefully I can redeem myself at hot yoga tonight (where I do, in fact, sweat profusely). For now I'm just one little pissed off debbie downer. Deal with it.
Saturday morning was spent with the hubs getting breakfast and cashing in some copper. Lucky for me he was pretty generous with his winnings and got me a new outfit at Target! He offered – so I found some things I liked. By things I mean everything but my underwear was new. Shirt, cardigan, pants, belt and shoes (thanks dear). After that I headed home and got ready for a family friend's baby shower. I headed down to pickup my mom and we rode down together. Does anyone actually have fun at these events? I think I reached my "aww" quota about 18 seconds into the present opening. Would've been slightly better had I been able to drink a
bottle glass of wine to give me a case of the Idon'tgiveashits. The highlights included watching the mom-to-be (who is a dear friend of mine) try not to laugh when everyone said she was huge and went for the stomach touch AND highlight #2 was the cupcake that I shoved into my mouth hole, mostly because I was jealous. Shh, don't tell anyone. I want babies.
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| Mom and I. Disappointingly sober. |
Sunday was mostly spent working, but I managed to take a break and spend some time with my all-time favorites. The hubs and I took our dogs Mack and Mini on a little hike. Mack loves to swim and Mini loves to get muddy so it was an overall successful trip. We came home and they passed out for the remainder of the day. Well worth it! Then headed to a friend's house for dinner. It was a nice little Sunday.
In other news – I was just given details on a friend's bachelorette party. One that costs more doll hairs than I have, is an overnighter and I'm already freaking out because I have no idea what to wear. I'm more of a beer and wings type than a night on the town type. Fuckme, don't tell me this is an occasion that calls for heels! Better buy some and start wearing them around the house for practice. No seriously.
Hope your weekend was a good one! And hope your Monday doesn't suck a big D.
I think we were separated at birth, I wish you lived in the STL we could definitely hang! I hate wearing heals - Give me a burger and a beer and I'm one happy bitch. Something about rubbing elbows with snotty 21 yr old bitches, dressed like Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman, before the makeover, just turns me off - too old for that shit! =)
ReplyDeleteStep off Sam shes mine haaaa kidding....Im right there with you...maybe its my age (38) but f that noise....I cant get the look off my face that says "are you fn kidding me" thats just me! Also, wanted to know about hot yoga...we have that here in the ATL but im nervous.. 1 that I will sweat like an amazingly crazy amount, how many calories does it actually burn?
ReplyDeleteHey girl! I had a baby shower this weekend for one of my bffs from college. Our group is still close and we had a blast Friday night - but no matter how much I love her, the baby shower on Saturday was MEH! I feel like these things are always destined to be a big ball of awkwardness. You have a mid-day, sober get-together with old friends, new friends, parents, grandparents, cousins, aunts, uncles etc. WEIRD! At least she acknowledged it and kept sneaking off to make fun of people, I mean chit chat, with us :)
ReplyDeleteI still love reading your blog no matter what kinda mood you are in! Just keepin it real.