My friends are taking me to afternoon tea at The Palace Hotel today for a very belated birthday celebration (one of them was out of town for three weeks). I've been looking forward to it for weeks! Yay!
But right now I am a middle-aged cliche waiting for "Rizzoli and Isles" and "The Closer" on TNT.
Norming. I mean, Morning.
Cooofffffeeee. GNAR.
Morning. I went dancing last night, and got to hang out with DancingCrush, but seem to have further determined that she is not interested, and also that she is probably too vanilla for me anyway. Must keep that in mind.
Today, I need to run some errands, and then am going over to a friend's who has a pool, and hanging out, and later tonight maybe clubbing.
I went out and about to run errands with Amyth this morning, but now it's 93F and humid (heat index of 108). So I'm spending the rest of the day inside, hiding in the AC.
I have a baby shower that is segueing into a party afterwards. It's hot as hell here; I'm going to try to find a little cool dress at Target when I get the gift.
I just had a cinnamon roll. NOM NOM NOM.
Burrell, what are the plans for the day? I'm back from taking Dita to the vet, so I can do whatever.
We are still in slow morning mode, Perkins. I'm about to go work out with my sis. I will call you after that.
I decided to get off my ass and get my oil changed which turned into buying four new tires. This is what comes of getting dressed and leaving the house.