That’s A Lotta Soap, Fireworks and Booze

1) I think my liver is about to kick my own ass. Seriously.

Admittedly, I had an absolutely fabulous weekend. Yet even on those nights when I don’t plan on drinking that much, it’s like … the booze finds me. FINDS ME I tell you! One beer, two beer, three beer, more! And once that starts, of course someone always sends a shot or two my way. Or perhaps a martini. Regardless, it’s like my own sensibility of saying no to that one last drink is … never present. Ever.

I do believe I love this about me.

2) So at one point this weekend, I was a friend’s house having that last above-mentioned drink when I excused myself to use their bathroom.

After I peed, I went to the sink to wash my  hands and saw … this:

Admittedly, I stood there for a minute and stared before I busted out laughing. I mean, seriously, that’s a lotta soap right there folks.  And, for your information, I chose the one immediately to the right of the faucet. But, because I had been drinking, I don’t remember which scent it was. However, it was nice to know if I didn’t like that scent, I had so many more to choose from.

3) I saw some fireworks this past weekend.  I’ll let you guys use your imagination on that one.

Some of ‘Dis, Some of ‘Dat

1) I was driving to work today when I started thinking about Depot Dad.  :(  I saw a post on my personal Facebook page from him last night, actually.  He made a comment on a photo of mine.

And you know what?  I miss me some Jim.

2) I think that if I could bottle up and sell this … actually all of these feelings I’m having right now about The Artist? I’d be one helluva wealthy chick.

3) Sunday night I was doing some snuggling with Emilee reading a book when she sighed and said, “I don’t want to go to school tomorrow, mom.”

I looked at her and said, “Honey! Why not? You get to see all of your friends and then yell, “HEY WHAT’S UP? HOW WAS YOUR WEEKEND?”

She stared at me for a minute and then said,

“Yeah I’m not gonna do that.”

*Laugh*

I had to kiss her face after that.

4) 28 days until I see My Artist. I keep thinking I have to be more careful … you know? More careful in how I’m feeling about him. He lives in another state after all. I keep thinking I should treat this with a certain … distance. Almost in self–protection mode.

And every damn day he is making it more and more impossible for me to do that.

Every.Damn.Day.

5) Yesterday Twitch and I had to work on something for our boss together. I walked over to his desk, made myself comfortable and we got to work.  All of a sudden, he pops his head up and leans close and …

Takes a big sniff of me.

“Hey. How come you smell different?” he asks.

“Dude I bought some new perfume! I love it! What do you think?” I answered.

He sniffed again.

“I think you smell different,” he said.

“Soooooooo …. You LIKE IT!” I yelled.

Because clearly that’s what he meant.

6) I must be honest and tell you, my biggest desire in the world right now is to see My Artist. Wet. As in, THE SHOWER.

7) Today, LetEmBreathe told me he loves it when I call him Big Poppa.

*Blink*

I said, “Yeah. I don’t know what that means.”

8 ) Tomorrow, just so you all know?  I’m totally stealing a blog post from T.  So, in advance, it’s important I remember to thank her for the post I’ll be 100% STEALING FROM HER!

So, thanks T! I love me some you!