The interesting thing about the weekend was how vastly different it was from last week – in a good way! Last week was blah, as I mentioned Friday. But boy was this weekend an unexpected one. I actually had such a random ass Saturday that I am going to tackle that recap in it’s own post tomorrow. The suspense! ha. I’m not gonna lie, I may even be hungover as I write this, on this fine Sunday. It’s fine. Nothing to see here.
So, naturally, I’m linking up with B for some weekending action.
On Friday, I was going to initially go straight home after work because after I ate WAY too much at lunch, I just felt gross. Also I was wearing pink, which I never do. It was for the bubbies. And cancer. And I got a cute flamingo I’m going to paint. So, yeah.
But I chatted with Pamela and we decided to hit up a local happy hour (well more local to me, she was so kind as to come closer to my hood). They had prosecco on happy hour and I said – “say no more!” We took no photos because I felt like I was in the running to recruit for a softball league with my golf pullover and sneaks. Pamela looked cute though ;)
Oh and then when I got home, I had a package waiting for me from my momma! Oh happy day. It was my birthday package and well, what is better than that? Nothing. Nothing at all.
Saturday was errands and insanity. More on that tomorrow. The most random of days, mostly with my girl Dawn. And you never know, it could turn into a “you had to be there” recap but well, why not write about it?
On Sunday, I recovered like the 33 year old champ that I am…with coffee and ramen and my ass on the couch. I slept til…10am? Ish? I may have had a recovery beer later, because sometimes life hands you lemons and you just say fuck the lemons and bail.
Cheers to the last week of 33. I’m going to go balls deep into 34 in just a few days. Get ready for a week/weekend of epic snaps and instagrams, kids. Here’s a reminder snap code for all you non followers.