Thought Bubble

I am still so exhausted from this weekend. Mostly Saturday. The above picture is from my friend Tara’s birthday party. It was a margaritaville themed pool party which means, we drank from one in the afternoon till one(+) in the morning. Tara’s mom is the one on the far right, she partied harder than anyone I have ever met. It was epic, and inspires me to keep being badass forever. This is like, 10 drinks in so I am pretty tanked, which explains the expression. Also, I know you love those pale legs. Sexxxi.

Yesterday I watched the season finale of Lost. I didn’t hate the series finale, but I didn’t love it either. There is still a bunch of wtf’s?! which bothers me, but I assume they meant it to be that way. Often endings are just endings. Although, I was happy to see Vincent! :)

Last night I was up till 3am? helping Gregg pack for his business trip to Dallas this week. I won’t see him till next Monday/Tuesday since I am going to Alabama next weekend to pickup a friend who is moving to Tampa.

I’ve decided to make good use of this week, and get back on my detox and exercise regimen.  I’ve gained 5 or so pounds since the big weight loss 3 or 5 months ago. I was recording myself being stupid on Gregg’s macbook and I noticed how my “cupcakes” (pudginess on top of your jeans) is back. ick. If anything, I just need to get back into a sleeping/eating/exercise routine. Too many late nights, skipping bfast&lunch-one huge meal days, beers, etc etc etc.

I leave you with this cute Boston terrier :) What do you think he’s thinking?