by the Mall Diva
Here I am, sitting at my computer, writing a post for the first time in a long time, and the first time on this site. The feeling’s the same…that old feeling of “what the heck should I write about?” Hm.
I’ll start with the facts:
I’ve been working at my beauty shop for 3 years now, and have extended my hours there.
I got my hair cut yesterday.
I’ve been married for 2 months and 2 weeks. The honeymoon is not over!
We bought a new (to us) car last week. Yay! (Don’t even ask me if we got cash for a clunker. Please.)
That car gets Ben to the church he started interning at this week.
My nails are pink.
Get this, Kevi! My birthday is in 12 days. I’ll be 21. Bring me presents!!
I have books lined up waiting for me to finish reading them.
I’m secretly a rock star. Tiger Lilly is my bodyguard.
Now for the not-so-factual facts:
I asked my parents to bring a Vespa back from Spain for me. They brought me a unicorn instead. I named him Charlie. Heh! Noooo.
Sly is growing wings.
Benny LOVED watching Dirty Dancing with me last night!
I planted magical beans in our garden this year.
That’s all I have for now. Are we hitting Keeg’s tonight?
2 months of AWESOME! Believe me, the honeymoon doesn’t ever have to be over. 🙂
Yay honeymoon!
Boo Dirty Dancing! Seriously, this movie is so terrible. I wonder how Hollywood types live with themselves?
“Nobody puts Baby in a box” — or on a list of moral, thoughful people.
Or “in a corner.” Yep, there was way too much “plot” (gag!), and not nearly enough dancing!!!
All right, who gave Sly the Red Bull?
Happy Birthday!!!
The Big 4 – 0 on the 18th for me. 🙂
Hey, thanks, and happy birthday yerself!