Since I no longer have the excuse of school to inhibit my posting, I will not wait until the lynch mob is in my bedroom to post again. (that was especially for Sophie, and of course Kristen, and naturally Aileen.)
So....my day, if you care to know.
Woke up (with a groan as usual)
ate my favorite breakfast-blintzes yumster.
took care of my morning appointment if you will :)
got home around 12:30
ate pizza that was at my house!! *
ate some cheesecake
read on my deck, (it was too cold to stay inside my house. Surprise surprise.)
I will be going to my lesson,
and then getting all excited for the upcoming cabin trip with the dear hearts.
And most importantly planning Kristen's Birthday extravaganza!!!!
*highlight of my day
Even though you're a big bad senior now, don't forget about me this summer, deal?
ReplyDeleteMy vote is that you change the Reactions on the bottom of each post to say things like "Maren is Supreme" and "I worship the ground you walk on" and "All Hail Maren!"
ReplyDeleteI think that would be awesome and legit. For reals. :)
This was very fine . . . very fine indeed. I like that the highlight was food, nat (pronounced natch :)
ReplyDeletep.s. If you continue in this fashion, the lynch-mob will definitely be off your trail!
ReplyDeleteI was going to say something about lynch mobs and buzzards on gut wagons, but I happened to be dropped dead. Another post? Oh Maren. You must know that my emotional unicorns are prancing around in delight!
ReplyDeletewhoa! we are going to have to build a pasture to keep those frolicking creatures at bay!
ReplyDeleteAnd Aileen, you can except nothing less from my posts. It's either talking about food or Kristen!
Catie, I appreciate your humble servitude, I think that would describe me accurately :)
MCKANN, I am not the one who is going to forget!!! Ms. going to St. George/cabin/Europe traveler. I'll be surprised if you remember my name when you get back :)
ReplyDeleteNaturally, or shall I say, nat, your favorite thing is food. Aileen already expounded on that. I am delighted beyond words that my guts are being properly respected. They have been through the mill.
ReplyDeleteI think that a more appropriate expression then mill is "your guts have been kneaded by barbed wire, digested slowly for thousands of years in the stomach of a gigantic worm, and are now being burned by volcanic lava."
ReplyDeleteThe lynch mob is litch in your room, under your bed.
ReplyDeletePractically on my bed, eating my food and playing with my things! :)
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