friday
7 1/2 more hours of work.
How fast can my friday go, really!
I was suppose to go to the gym this morning, with one of my friends.
I was dreading the 545 alarm to go off, and low and behold i got a text saying the baby was sick.
Was it bad that i was like thank heaven.
Hope my "lil man" is ok.
Who knows what im getting into this weekend.
As long as i see the boy toy i dont care.
He makes me melt.
Me and munch are suppose to do sushi.
&& i need to straighten up the house.
I need a maid.
My boob still hurts, its mean almost 6 months.
I swear if anything god forbid is wrong with me and they find out in May, i'm going to sue the hell out of the breast specialist.
Glands?! Really.
How fast can my friday go, really!
I was suppose to go to the gym this morning, with one of my friends.
I was dreading the 545 alarm to go off, and low and behold i got a text saying the baby was sick.
Was it bad that i was like thank heaven.
Hope my "lil man" is ok.
Who knows what im getting into this weekend.
As long as i see the boy toy i dont care.
He makes me melt.
Me and munch are suppose to do sushi.
&& i need to straighten up the house.
I need a maid.
My boob still hurts, its mean almost 6 months.
I swear if anything god forbid is wrong with me and they find out in May, i'm going to sue the hell out of the breast specialist.
Glands?! Really.