Saturday, November 10, 2012

"Bone Suckin' Good"

Most reasonable people aren't blogging at 4:00 am...

Could be that I have a headache the size of Texas... or that nothing I own goes with shiner?? That's right... I look like I was hit in the face by a drunk guy.

Oh wait. That's right.

 I was.

In his defense... it wasn't exactly his fault... he was Aiming 3 feet to the left and my face got in the way.

Of his fist.

I decided tonight I can sleep when I'm dead. I can't tell if I'm coming or going lately. Have you ever felt like you're traveling a million miles a minute when all you want to do is stand still.... but when you stand still, you just want to start running???

Side note... My duke sleeps NEXT to his bed. Not on it. I want the life of a dog. When sleeping on the floor instead of your $60.00 dog pillow is your life... and your biggest worry. It's the damnedest thing.

He thinks I look strange with ice on my face.

He also thinks it's strange that we're blogging at 4:00 am... but he's excited about it right now.

On a happy note... I am full force in planning my birthday day party. Does that seem ridiculous that it's still 2 months away and I'm already planning it?? Either way it's going to be amazing. I get to spend this birthday celebrating with one of the most amazing girls ever.

AND I already have a dress!!! Is that even real right now!?!?!?

Last year I literally was so consumed in decorating, planning, baking.... that I ran home, grabbed the first thing I saw.... and arrived late to my own party like..

"Hey girl!!"....

Lord. This year it will be different. Thank goodness I'm in the very trustworthy hands of Naomi who is going to help me pull this year off without a hitch... and hopefully without snow. I'd like to point out that there was no snow last year... except for the night of my cocktail party.... We could maybe work on that God.

Gold's gym is open 24 hours.. and I'm using my face as an excuse for why I'm not going right now... uhg. That seems unreasonable.

Bone suckin' good.


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