How did Fat Tuesday sneak up on me?



Happy Fat Tuesday!!

In honor of the holiday that I wish I was celebrating, I dragged my happy fat ass to the gym after work today for the first time in a very very very long time... I am prepping for the hopes I will spend a long weekend in New Orleans in September (Katrina ain't got shit on this bitch)... I did actually go to the gym and a new one for me... the Gold's Gym at Willow Lawn... it is closer to our new home and on my way home from work... so... I went... HELLOOOOOOO EYE CANDY!!!! (for men and women)... I am actually easing into things as my neck shit is flaring up and since the last time several docs said to exercise to relieve stress which would relieve the pressure that is now again causing pains in my shoulder and arm... do this for a week and hope it gets better...

After the gym, I come home to Jeff and Steph doing the Flirty Girl workout in our living room...my life was at stake if I took pics or shot video (maybe next go round)... but I like what I saw... may get put to use later...

Then, as I was trying to decompress (and mentally pat myself on the back for going to the gym)... Jeff started to cook dinner and after dumping a few things in the sink, the dishwasher started spewing water in the floor and Jeff  was not happy, especially since we were not running it...

I felt really bad as, Tales of the Sissy, was in town and we were not able to get together for drinks... but Jeff was not in the mood and I was quickly getting frustrated with the dishwasher and other things... I love meeting other bloggers, especially ones who suffer through my blog on a regular basis... hopefully he will be back down next month and there will be some happy hour cosmos consumed...



So we had a bit of dinner and now Jeff is crashed out on the couch in living room semi-watching the dog show and I am in the Manhole watching Olympics and blogging and all... and well... taking pics with Mardi Gras beads...hehehe... You know me, a few vodka/fresca's and the shirt is off... imagine if I drop 20 pounds and make it to Southern Decadance... what else would I drop...hehehe


Have a  CRAZY Fat Tuesday... especially you Brett...

Now I have to do some bill type shit and head to bed... bitch has to work in the morning...

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