Well, I would totally hate to miss my once a month posting schedule therefore, I feel compelled to post.
My old ass turned 29 this past weekend.
My daughter has informed in a subtle way....
I need a waddlectomy.
Then I took a look at this lovely pic of my construction worker forearms...
and I was all like.... Girl, yes, that waddle is hidden in those deceiving carpool gloves. At least my bangage looked pretty good from my daily hacking.
The bags? All me, baby doll! Filter not needed here...
Oklahoma has decided to have winter in February only because it knows it my birthday month.
If someone was to let their kids make snow cones from actual snow and sleet - does this mean they are eating acid rain combined with corn syrup, blue dye 63 and will this actually kill them?
Just asking for a friend.
*These are just models in a photo shoot.*
Today schools and ALL activities EXCEPT for competitive dance were cancelled due to impending snow and sleet.
When we woke up from our 13 hour nap (man, that felt FABULOUS!!) the streets were dry as a bone.
Oklahoma really does suck ass in predicting, snow, sleet, earthquakes BUT we ARE THE BOMB on predicting tornadoes!
I guess I'll take the later if I had to choose.
When driving home at 7pm, the 12-hour delinquent snow decided to show up.
I'm sure Boston is laughing at our stupid asses here. And! Yes! tomorrow is another snow day. Another day full of Mindcraft and desserts brought to you by Pinterest!
YAHOO!!! Screw going to the gym! Mama is making this for lunch because, the alarm is only going to be set for my pee schedule. I'ma gonna sleep until 8:45am!
Whoo Hoo!!! Living totally crazy here in these parts.
As you can guess, I am working on my 45th wedding in five months.
As much as I start to detest carpel tunnel, and I am pretty busy, I get so GREEN-EYED envious if I see someone else in the Oklahoma Bridal Magazine or other local sites other than me scrawling sub-par calligraphy.
Truth be told, I'm a very lazy competitive person. I want to be the best but only if I can only half-ass try. Full-boar would be way too exhaustive.
Mainly because I am Jan in way too many situations in my life.
So unsuccessful but on EVERY list in town.