Boys are stoopid. My boy is being stoopid. It is a long story that I will explain if you want to hear but basically he's being a dumb boy and as a result I am irritated.
My biggest male irritation of all time - don't tell me you're going to call and then don't. Just don't say you're going to call, that way if you do it's a happy surprise... and if you don't I'm not periodically checking my phone and then muttering "asshole" when I see you didn't call.
Went shopping with the Vicky today and spent about $200 on new clothes. I have not spent that much on clothes in one shot in a very long time. I have spent a lot of money this weekend, because my refund came in. Yay monies! I am noticing more that when I am stressed I seek retail therapy - I was all irritated with the boy so I took it out on my bank account and now have several very cute spring/summery girlie things to wear and look cute when I go out. Also got shoes for Vicky's wedding - we found really cute strappy silver shoes and I got 20% off mine b/c they were the display pair and a little worn and Vicky told me to ask for a discount. I wouldn't have even thought of that!
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shoes I heart shopping. I am getting to be such a girl in my old age.
In other news... been trolling the myspace... found out interesting things that made me happy. If you want to know what go read my new blog.
I am working tomorrow... 7am-6pm serving at our Easter brunch. Right now I'm thinking that I'm out of my mind. But given that it's $90 a head I figure the tips should be decent. It's gonna be a long ass day though.
Anyway, keeping myself busy this week... I feel like I need to keep myself occupied and away from the boy b/c I'm just going to be a bitch and he needs to miss me in order to appreciate me... 'cause boys are just stoopid.