Surely I could write a story or two about my mother, something to reinforce how crazy she is - but it's like "okay, been there, done that."
I suppose I could also report on how incredibly sexy I'm looking these days with clothes that literally hang from my shrinking body. Eh, no one cares about that.
How about the 10 year HS reunion I have coming up? How about the fact, that so far I only know 2 people who are going to be there. And luckily for me these two have hooked it up... (ugh, 3rd wheel syndrome, much?).
Hmmm, or maybe I could mention the fact that my 28th birthday is coming up and I am not at all sure what I want to do about that. I mean, I could go out and get my tongue pierced (been there, done that... twice!). Or I could get a tattoo. Ugh, no thanks. I guess I could go out and get completely wasted (and that's different from every day life how again?). Nah. No thanks. But what I really want ... what I'm thinking would be just the most fun... a party. A lazy, summer Sunday barbecue at a local park where all (and I mean ALL) of my family and friends are there. Where there is lots of food, fun, beer, a pinata, and laughter. I really think that would be about the coolest thing ever.
Well, that settles it, Sunday, July 2nd - you are all invited to a barbecue birthday bash in MY honor. Time and place to be determined.
BTW - it's BYOB (and a dish!).
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Suh-weeet! I'll bring some Canadian Rye to spike the punch and perhaps a salad? Someone will have to toss it for me tho..
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