Note: This post, for the most part, was written last night, I passed out before posting it.
Holy shit! The house is CLEAN, the tree is UP, the shopping is DONE, the fucking fudge is MADE, I got my hair CUT today...I am superwoman, hear me roar. Now y'all excuse me while I pass out from exhaustion.
Are you tired? I'm freakin tired (well Dual Mom, perhaps you should go to bed, it is almost midnight and you do have to go to work in the morning, oh but no, posting on your blog and having a glass of wine is a much better idea than sleep, oh wait those toothpicks holding your eyelids open are slippin...just sec I'll fix them for you, ok isn't that better?) What? It's not like all of you don't have conversations with yourself....while typing. Shut up.
So yeah, it's done. And the haircut (I know I'm not supposed to start a sentence with and)...the haircut is fabulous and I think I have girly love for my new hairdresser. I swear if I were a lesbian and she weren't married, I'd so be stalking that beotch. She had me doubled over with laughter and threatened to cut my ear off if I didn't stop. It doesn't get much better than someone threatening you with bodily harm after knowing you for only 20 minutes. Unless of course she THEN proceeds to massage your head for 15 minutes, it should be illegal for something to feel THAT good. Then she did the whole hot towel thing and I just about melted into a puddle in the chair. Of course I got a bit of the whole raised eyebrow from the boss when I came back from lunch an hour late with my hair 3 inches shorter, but whateva, it's Christmas dude.
Look what Zgirl had made, I'm soooooooooooooooo excited!
So to those of you that have asked me if you can partake in this little knock down, drag out, kick em in the groin challenge that we will commence on Jan 2.........YES! Go over to the Think Tank, say hi to Zgirl and grab the button. What are you waiting for, that weight isn't going to fall off all on it's own beothces. Display it proudly, shout it from the rooftops, "We will be skinny bitches...we will no longer have to hide our muffin tops under really fugly long shirts".
Now, I'm off to get ready for work. Let's see if I love the new haircut as much today as I did yesterday. You know a new hairstyle/cut is a bit like a one night stand, seems like a great idea until you wake up the next morning only to discover the error of your ways.
One more thing, I got this comment from a new reader:
"I've decided to make up an "I'm scared of you but not necessarily in a bad way" award, just so I can give it to you."
I laughed, oh how I laughed. Is it wrong that it amuses me greatly that people are scared of me? I mean c'mon I am a PUSSYCAT. Meow. Seriously. I'm going to stalk his ass until he makes this award just so I can pass it on because none of y'all have a "I'm scared of you but not necessarily in a bad way" award.
Shit I'm late. Must fly. Happy day.
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