Tuesday was a blast.
Went to the scrub shop.
Saw Mama Thomas @ RHofL.
Gordman's- didn't buy anything. Gotta "save money"
Sang ever so loudly in the car.
Ashleigh and I sound just like Carrie Underwood.
"Maybe next time he'll think before heeeee cheeeats"
Downtown for some sake bombs.
Singing continues.
"Aaaaaand breeeeeathe. Just breeeathe."
Windows down. Perfect day.
Headed to El Maguey for a huuuuuge Margarita.
Brain Freeze.
Along came Stew.
Then I had to poop.
Now that was a story.
Tequilla shots, presented by Stew.
Off to Hooters.
Video blackjack with a new friend.
Stole a Corona sign.
Headed home.
Stop at a garage sale. At 11p.m.
And we are waaaasted, btw.
Home. Told Cory about poop. Literally.
Fell asleep with the love of my life.
What more could a girl ask for??
I love my life.
I love my friends.
I love my family.
I love you.
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