I just got roped into helping someone plan a wedding, so that has my spare time tied up. UGH. P.S. By the time this is over with, I’ll have PLENTY to bitch about!!
WTH? I was awake at 3 a.m. watching “Father of the Bride Part II” with Martin Short doing some kind of aerobics with pregnant women. Make that a pregnant Diane Keaton, which makes me sort of sad. I still want to imagine her all feminista and not hormone-y. Not that you cannot be both. Hell,
I’m still under the weather a bit (or at least my stomach is) so I am going totally random tonight. That kinda sounds like “going commando,” which I am doing as well. Ahem. First things first: Big THANK YOU to Brattus Rattus, who sent me glitter nail polish. I’m sorry, not just glitter nail polish