....but making up is fun....

so, yeah, after i wrote that, i went back to bed and all was well.
and make up sex is goooood.
even at 2 in the morning.
drunkish.
tiredish.
for the record, i think i was in state of semi-consciousness for part of it.
it was surreal.

and i believe girls night out is facing certain death.

but at least Dillard's is having a great sale this weekend...
(picture me batting my eyes at hubby,
then reaching down his pants with one hand and grabbing his wallet with the other)
i'm a master of illusion, queen of the sleight of hand.
heh.

anyway......
life is good.
i'm going to even go to the gym today.
i felt like ass in a bowl when i woke up.
but a couple of glasses of water later, i feel fine.
i have a friend who is down, so i think i'll go spread some cheer.
(i must be at least mildly hungover, because it took me almost a whole minute to notice that i used "down" and "spread" in that sentence, but didn't make a crack about it....like, "or at least spread my legs" or "being down isn't as fun as going down"....damn i'm lame.)

it's a gorgeous day (i think) so i guess i'll go make the most of it.
i really feel like baking a pie.
damn atkins.
i guess i'll just roast a turkey instead.

so go, have a great day.
what are you waiting for???
do it.