I had a lot of retail therapy over the weekend and have a few piles of shiny, sparkly booty to show for it. Did me a world of good, too. I don't feel the first smidgen of guilt about it, either, or about the fact that I didn't lift a finger around my house other than to run the dishwasher. Tomorrow is, after all, another day. What doesn't get done one day can always get done another day -- if I feel like it. And if I don't, who cares? It'll still be there waiting.
So, how is everybody today? You had a good weekend, I trust.
Have a Divine Monday, now, and I'll catch y'all tomorrow.
9 comments:
Oops, when I saw your title I thought you got laid over the weekend. LOL! As in 'booty call'. My bad. :-( xoxo
LMAO, Marion! I wish. Sheeee-it.:-)
Serena Joy!!!
You wish you got laid?
That means you 'like' sex?
I'm confused, you don't usually give any indication that you even have carnal thoughts....
Why, Galen! I have a lot of thoughts the general public isn't regularly privy to. Like -- cake! And troll beads.:-)
Troll Beads?
You are soooo Enigmatic!
You don't know troll beads, Galen? Google is your friend!:P
Sherry...
I didn't mean that I didn't know what they were. I didn't know you had some...:P
Ahhhh you had a booty call!!! LOL
I don't have any, Galen, but that doesn't mean I won't acquire some.:)
LOL, Reallive. In a manner of speaking.:)
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