Well, summer must be on it's way because I am officially too hot right now. And like two days ago I was freezing my butt off. What is happening to the weather? What will the weather be tomorrow? I just don't know. I'll have to check weather.com in a bit.
I can't really think of much to say tonight. I really should write earlier so I am not so sleepy when it comes time to write. By the time I sit down to type up my post I have forgotten all the very witty things I was going to say and am thinking only of how nice it will be when I close my eyes and sleep. And yet, I still end up going to bed too late every night. You would think I would learn.
I did in fact buy a ballgown the other day. It's beautiful and I feel stunning in it. And I will need to either lose a lot of weight and get very firm between now and May 15 OR I need to buy a great pair of Spanx. I think we all know which option it's going to be.
The dress was not as cheap as I might have hoped. But it was totally within my monthly budget. The shirt and necklace I bought on that same shopping spree were not in my budget. Nor were the books that I just had to buy while I was out. And of course I came home yesterday to $300 worth of car expenses. Ah yes, destitute again. At least I have a home. And a credit card. Which I am not using because I have to pay it down. But you know, just in case an emergency comes up. (Would this be a bad time to mention that I consider wanting to go out to dinner an emergency? Seriously, this is why I am chubby and broke. Seriously.)
Sometimes I look at my life and I realize that despite all my efforts to be a grown up mature person, I am actually just a weird conglomerate of every chick lit character I have ever read. I'm like Bridget Jones meets Becky Bloomwood meets Jemima J. I'm awkward, addicted to spending money and addicted to food. YES!
I just wish my boyfriend were a combination of all the very rich men that those women meet. It's such a me thing to miss the "attractive to rich single men" part of the equation.
In all seriousness though, my boyfriend is like all those fantastic romantic men in the books, only he makes fun of me more and does not live in a posh London house. Which, while a major downfall, can be overlooked since he makes me laugh.
And now, I will cease my rambles and bid you all goodnight.
Do we get to see pictures of the dress??! And I totally agree about the weather -- summer in March?
ReplyDeleteP.S. Yes, I read your blog. I promise I'm not a creepy stalker. Really. And one of these days you should come to lunch at Google.
ReplyDeleteYes, there will be dress pictures! Just as soon as I have some free time and nice lighting. And I read blogs of people I don't know, so I think I actually am a creepy stalker. Which would make you not a creepy stalker. I'm always really excited when people read my blog.
ReplyDeleteUm and yes, I really want lunch at google (since it is my DREAM ever since that food network special!), but now that I work it would require calling in sick. Which would be fun actually. I'll consider it.
Oh good, dress pictures. That's what I was going to comment about.
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