I only wear socks with athletic shoes or boots. And PS, girl, get some flats.
I'm curious what hot feels like in Minnesota. Chances are it's my definition of autumn.
I went to the gym after work (I didn't do anything crazy, I promise) and realized the seam in the butt of my work pants finally gave way at some point during the day. Not a good day to pick neon pink see-through lace undies.
This week is flying by. It's my last 5 day work week until the 23rd of September.
Post by starrieskies on Aug 27, 2013 20:11:55 GMT -5
I got home from work and mom said she need to run into town and offered to take DS with her if I made dinner... I'm home alone in the house... it's very quiet.
I got invited to participate in a fashion event. I think I'll be making a ball gown and masquerade mask before the beginning of October. Sigh. I don't know what I was thinking.
I only wear socks with athletic shoes or boots. And PS, girl, get some flats.
I'm curious what hot feels like in Minnesota. Chances are it's my definition of autumn.
I went to the gym after work (I didn't do anything crazy, I promise) and realized the seam in the butt of my work pants finally gave way at some point during the day. Not a good day to pick neon pink see-through lace undies.
This week is flying by. It's my last 5 day work week until the 23rd of September.
I mentioned to H that I have my follow-up appointment this afternoon and he was all "um... that's tomorrow. Today is Wednesday". I told him to stop being an asshole and then thanked him for setting me straight so I don't show up to my gyn a day early.
And that was at 6:30 this morning. My brain still has not realized that it's not Thursday yet. WTF.
Post by starrieskies on Aug 28, 2013 14:09:48 GMT -5
Yes. lawyer #2. I really liked her when I met her initally. She was about $1000 more than lawyer #1 though. I guess you get what you pay for. I'd rather find an extra grand to have a lawyer that returns my calls.
It should be a pretty easy appointment, just a refresher for me, fill her in on the new happenings, and talk about retainer fees and how to move forward, and what our timeline is.
I was refusing to sew anything for the event until I put these two fabrics together. I think the back is going to be just sheer sequins. I also would not be able to afford it if it were not being given to me by the fabric store.
I guess I'm the only one wanting to pause time then. I NEED MORE TIME. And money. And more maturity out of Uncle Redneck who wants to go tell it on drama mountain.
I have book club tonight and I resorted to reading the last half of the last chapter before bed so I don't look like a total doofus.
I guess I'm the only one wanting to pause time then. I NEED MORE TIME. And money. And more maturity out of Uncle Redneck who wants to go tell it on drama mountain.
I have book club tonight and I resorted to reading the last half of the last chapter before bed so I don't look like a total doofus.
He's not coming unless he can invite both his gf AND his xw? More champagne for meeee!
No, he's still bringing his XW. The (ex)GF assumed he was bringing her and found out from Uncle Redneck's SIL that she was mistaken. She flipped out about it. Rightfully so.
Anyways, the latest drama has been FI's mom shit talking about UR to their brother knowing it'll get back to him. She claims she can't tell him directly because she doesn't want to give him the satisfaction of reacting to his bullshit. FI basically told his mom to STFU on Monday night and act like a damn adult. That didn't go well. The family is so bizarre. Four siblings and only one grew up to be a responsible adult. The rest are 50something going on 22. None of this ruffles my feathers any. At least FI has decent boundaries with them.
You guys are going to hate me. I only *have* to be at work from 4pm - 7pm tomorrow and then I'm off Friday. But I know I'll go in earlier and get stuff done.
Also, my whine is that my new cat will supposedly be ready for pickup tomorrow between 4 and 6pm. I won't be able to pick him up until Friday morning. I'll STFU now.
I almost never wear socks. Only when I have sneakers on.
It's Thursday. I'm kidless until Saturday. I'm looking forward to a massage tomorrow after work.
Oh - I'm probably going to regret it, but I signed up for 100 personal training sessions at the gym to keep myself accountable and to actually lose and keep off all the weight I keep gaining/losing/gaining/etc. It's hella expensive, I'm kind of regretting it today. The PT I met with last night for a complimentary session made me do squats. 50 of them, some with kettlebells. And Burpees. Fuck Burpees. And leg presses. I can't walk today and I'm going to do a Zumba class tonight. Well, I'm going to attempt to do Zumba. We'll see. I can't even get up the stairs without groaning. Did I mention Burpees suck ass?