Jul 03, 2007 15:28
I don't know where the consensus came from that says PMS means date night with Ben, Jerry, and the Keebler elves. Personally, I feel like I'd be content to never eat agaaain. Seriously, someone put me out of my misery.
And to top it all off I'm going CAMPING tomorrow. Ugh. It's only one night so hopefully I can handle it. Then it's back to work Friday and then the weekend. For some reason my whole family is up in Maine for the 4th like old times. Except for the part where they all hate my immediate family...
We might go up for the weekend, which will be lots of super awkward fun! ...
I went up to NoYa, Maine ...ahaha, I'm so witty... for the weekend to visit the lovely Byron family which was just what I needed. Riverdance the weekend before that was a blast too, despite my endearing clumsiness which caused me to spill dogfood all down the front of my cuuute red and white dress just as Andrew and I were about to walk out the door. Yea, it was a disaster. Hahaha.
Ohhh well. He still loves me. ;)
Annnyway, I'm with Patti. Summer's had its run. Get me back to school, pronto!