For the most part, I do not look forward to Holidays. Yes, Christmas is fun and gifts, but it’s expensive when you are the one giving those gifts, and I’m too old to receive gifts so any holiday that requires the action of “giving”. I do not look forward to at all.
Men were born between the legs of a woman, yet men spend all their life and time trying to go back between the legs of a woman….Why?
As much as I wanted to sit at home and watch the race yesterday afternoon, the boyfriend was driving me to the brink of insanity, so instead of severely injuring him and losing my potential travel buddy for the Michigan race in August, I just decided to leave the house and go shopping to de-stress.
This was one of those weekends where I could not honestly type here and say that I didn’t do the same thing that I do every weekend. This weekend the excitement is clubbing. What an exciting, momentous entry this will be. Not to mention, what a transition from weird excitement, to inebriated excitement.
My interesting weekend started at 4pm Friday afternoon where it took me 45 minutes to get home after clearing 2 inches of snow from my car in my work parking lot. The freeways had not been clean yet so it was white knuckle driving the entire way.
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