~don't play it safe! put it on ice~
Fuck I want some nachoz. Like cheap nacho cheese and jalapenos... With a diet dr pepper... mmm.. I appeciate the simpler things in life. I know.
Exhausted and worn down from my grueling days at the beach, I opted for a day off. Well, truthfully it was due to seering soreness in my limbs and back. When sleeping in is 10am, you have a problem... Whatev, I got up and made pancakes.
Keeping busy on my day off, I landed an interview tomorrow @ 11am, exciting. The guy was flirting with me on the phone, and reccomended I work in customer service cos he loved my voice. We all know I give great voice.. It was a struggle not to blurt that out.. hahah.
Still in optimal pancake bloat I tried on the sailor pants i got which are adorable and about 1 size too small. Fitting in them means I am no longer plus size by any means. They are wide leg trousers but the waistline doesn't look cute.. I can get them on but I don't want a muffin top with my pants.
Dancing around my room in aforementioned pants I managed to injure my toe tripping on clunky shoes. Honestly it did not hurt that bad but then my toe bruised up BADLY. No swelling or anything else but shoes make it throb... badly and I walk with a limp now.. Oh I'll be hot in my interview tomorrow.
At 7 I hit my one on one check in thing at my DUI class, not much exciting to speak of, with the exception of me being ready to yank my toe outta the socket. While exiting, some guy named Martin who remembered me from group, stopped me to converse and assault me with his eyes. Almost putting me down for sobriety he tried to justify his relationship with beer.. I don't care. He slipped in one comment about spanking me and I bolted.
This week I'm feeling very domesticated. I want to cook downhome meals like pot roast and bake decadent pies and cakes. Not thinking about cocktails leaves me tons of time to fantasize about food. Thankfully since I'm keeping active, it's not showing.
xo
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Exhausted and worn down from my grueling days at the beach, I opted for a day off. Well, truthfully it was due to seering soreness in my limbs and back. When sleeping in is 10am, you have a problem... Whatev, I got up and made pancakes.
Keeping busy on my day off, I landed an interview tomorrow @ 11am, exciting. The guy was flirting with me on the phone, and reccomended I work in customer service cos he loved my voice. We all know I give great voice.. It was a struggle not to blurt that out.. hahah.
Still in optimal pancake bloat I tried on the sailor pants i got which are adorable and about 1 size too small. Fitting in them means I am no longer plus size by any means. They are wide leg trousers but the waistline doesn't look cute.. I can get them on but I don't want a muffin top with my pants.
Dancing around my room in aforementioned pants I managed to injure my toe tripping on clunky shoes. Honestly it did not hurt that bad but then my toe bruised up BADLY. No swelling or anything else but shoes make it throb... badly and I walk with a limp now.. Oh I'll be hot in my interview tomorrow.
At 7 I hit my one on one check in thing at my DUI class, not much exciting to speak of, with the exception of me being ready to yank my toe outta the socket. While exiting, some guy named Martin who remembered me from group, stopped me to converse and assault me with his eyes. Almost putting me down for sobriety he tried to justify his relationship with beer.. I don't care. He slipped in one comment about spanking me and I bolted.
This week I'm feeling very domesticated. I want to cook downhome meals like pot roast and bake decadent pies and cakes. Not thinking about cocktails leaves me tons of time to fantasize about food. Thankfully since I'm keeping active, it's not showing.
xo
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