Where in the hell have I been?
Where in the hell did the weekend go? Do you want to know the list of things I did NOT do that I was supposed to do?
- Finish up important work things before we leave on Thursday for Austin.
- Clean all of the house so that MrZ has a clean palette to destroy while I’m gone. (I cleaned most, but not all.)
- Pack things I wont need over the next few days.
- Buy some pants/jeans since I only have 2 pairs that fit right since I still haven’t gotten down to pre-pregnancy size.
Now – the better list that I’m sure you would love more information about but I like to tease you so you’ll come back later for the full stories: Things I DID do this weekend that I had no intention of doing.
- Punched myself in the face and gave myself a swollen lip.
- Went to the botanical gardens and ended up running into an old fling of MrZ’s who is totally cute and skinny and kinda made me want to puke a little.
- Tripped at mile 11 of my 14-mile run at one of the busiest intersections in town. Twisted ankle? Check. Torn shirt? Check. Bruised hip? Check. Completely destroyed ego? Double check.
- Somehow managed to lose the water bottle out of my running pouch so that I had to detour at mile 9 into Barnes and Noble to hit the water fountain lest I die of dehydration.
- Again – in case you missed it the first time – I PUNCHED MYSELF IN THE FACE.
You know? Now that I’ve looked back on my weekend? Maybe I’m glad Monday is here.
That takes a tremendous amount of skill!!!
It isn’t often that you hear someone is glad that a monday is here!!
Hope it is a better week.
Did you at least apologize to yourself after punching yourself in the face?
I can only pass on what my friends do for me:
AWWWWWWW.
Chin up. Teh inturnet loves you regardless of whether you are facepunching.
AND YOU EXCERCISE! CONSISTANTLY! Holy cow. That is a huge cause for self congratulations all the time. Ahev a super fantasticallyistices week!
Come ON! The suspense is KILLING ME!!!
I’ll bet you’re cuter than her AND that you have better hair. And we KNOW who has the cutest BABY.
I see no one has asked the million dollar question. I gotta do everything!!
How in the hell did you punch yourself in the face?
As for the rest of your weekend- it was a dooZy! The ex? Meh. We know who is the coolest,smartest,and definitely hottest!!!
The boy kneed himself in the mouth the other day and busted his lip a good one. It must be the full moon.
What ever happened to blogging on the weekend, Zoot? Most of us are off on the weekend, you know. Hint hint!
But I guess most of us aren’t as busy as you are on the weekends.
I once punched myself in the face and got a black eye, so there you go. The phone cord got stuck in the cash register drawer at work and so when I went to put the phone to my ear, it only made it to my eye. Then I had to be all professional and answer the phone and not cry/laugh in pain and humility. Good thing it was only Wal-Mart, eh?
Oh my goodness. When we went back to my boyfriend’s hometown, I once ran into about 3 of his exes in about a day. One of them is a hooker so she’d be pretty (although to be fair, I didn’t actually see her, my boyfriend spotted her from afar), one of them was pretty and I hate her, and the other one was hideous and that kinda helped.
i bet she doesn’t know obama is real though, so there…you win!