Spit & Shine & Packing
I'm really not doing anything that much "more" to go to RWA. Sure, I bought some new clothes, but that was because I lost 30 lbs and wanted my pants to stay up while I walked. A couple of tops and new jammies and SHA-ZAAAAAM! I'm ready to go.
Well, except for a purse. I still haven't found one I really like particularly if we exclude the $500 number I saw in Macy's. Loved that one. However, $500 for a purse? So not my world. This isn't exactly the one I looked at, but very similar...
Anywhoodle, what I can't figure out is why I seem to have a ga-gillion (which is way more than a gazillion btw) chores to do all of a sudden? Wha' tha'?
Maybe it's because this is Beanie's last weekend home. He will actually be moving out while I'm at RWA. We have some last minute shopping to do with him.
Maybe it's because Shmoo has a muster this weekend in which he is competing on both of the 'A' teams. Yeah, that one's on Saturday and an ALL day thing with a party in the evening. I don't need to do a mani-pedi and get my hair done before RWA, do I?
Or, you know maybe it's because GG is a slave driver and doesn't want to miss (that means me too) any swim workouts this week either.
Emily is my only friend. All she wants me to do is sit on the couch while I read or watch TV while she lays with her head in my lap. You see where I'm going right? Apparently only another chick knows what I really need.
Did I ever mention how much I love my doggie?