First full work weeks after holiday time off requires some celebrating for making it back into the regularity of well, regular life. What better way to do it than a little impromptu girl’s night out?
Girlfriends are the gift that keeps on giving.
Hi 2019. It’s me. Be nice.
While I am pretty sure I gained my body weight consuming every.single.alcoholic beverage I cold get my paws on, I’m back at hot yoga, trying to sweat out all of the impurities.
Nama-trying-to-get-fit.
Those not having to try hard in the slightest are those Iowa twins of mine who got to frolic in the snowfall over the weekend.
Snow Princess.
Snow Prince.
Although, I will say my B-I-L did have his work cut out for him, pulling two almost six-year-olds through the white fun.
Two ton ride.
While I haven’t made a new year’s resolution since fourth grade (I vowed to read 52 books and yes, I achieved that goal and then some because deep down, I’m a librarian rock star at heart), I did locate a possible dream vacation goal for 2019. Thing is, I wonder if all of my pussies can also cross the Canadian border…?
Who’s in?
I mean, don’t they look like they’re ready to be world travelers and not the laziest beings on the planet?
Three of my indoor four.
And for those of you keeping track, I still have this family of four I’m feeding outside. Anyone interested in rescuing? Anyone? Anyone? ANYONE?
My outdoor four.
Aside from my Meowfest goal, I’ve been besieged with social media tags on how I should exit this world. And I have to say, I’d really like this casket now because it matches my pink sparkly bass drum coffee table and I think it would make a good napping station.
I would actually sleep in this now. Morbid much?
What’s a day of rest without a little fun? First Mate and Rach called the first brunch of the season and who was I to say no?
Eeny Meeny Miny Mimosas!
From OJ to grape juice.
Finally, it’s time to take the Christmas decor down from the mini manse. Which meant I needed to climb up into Camo’s attic where he graciously allows me to store my warehouse’s worth of holiday bins. It’s the getting them down part that’s the most fun.
I may or may not still be stuck here.
Good news. I wiggled my way down and now all of my neighbors think I’m moving out, as I’ve decided to store my bins outside of the mini manse.
Nope. Not moving.
S.O.S.
@therosepepper
When the Alexa that I don’t own was no help in de-decoring, I decided to do the next best productive thing and immerse myself into bubbles.
It’s ain’t easy being me….as we’re all well aware.
Cheers!
CBXB
Glitter away, girlfriend! Namaste at the bar too! 🍹
Where do you find all of your fun t-shirts, eyeglasses, cocktail glasses and oh my the glittery pink casket??? You are so funny! After your hard yoga class go enjoy a hamberder!!!! Ha! You don’t miss anything! Love ya
Most of my attire and fun accessories are gifted to me and I must say, I don’t hate it! Now I must go enjoy a hamberder for lunch. XO
While you’re enjoying the snow, it’s currently 41 °C/105.8 °F here. You could do hot yoga outside 😂
I’d be thrilled to do it outside, with proper refreshments of course!
Of course 😂