That right there is the only picture I took all weekend. And that's because I had one of the best weekends I've had in quite a while and I was too busy doing other things than having my iPhone attached to my face. Last night I even tweeted something ridiculous like I was happier than a camel on hump day because of how great my last couples days have been. But it's just the straight and solid truth.
Friday was spent drinking frozen strawberry margs at Rio Grande, then bowling until my fingers hurt at Bowlmor, then hanging out on a roof of an apartment building.
Saturday was spent getting lunch on the most gorgeous of days at Boat Basin, then napping it on my couch for a couple hours before getting drinks for the Giants preseason game at The Ainsworth, then heading to the most ahhmazing fondue restaurant ever, then getting more drinks on the roof of a hotel.
Holy heck, I think I just had fun all over again just from typing it out. Let's just hope there's more to come from wherever it came from and leave it at that. Partly because I don't want to go any farther and partly because, like I said, I have no pictures from any of it. And what's more boring than a weekend recap than a weekend recap with zero pictures? About nothing. So let's move on to this morning.
I woke up at 6:20am. 6:20am is a synonym for way too f*cking early in the life of Erin. But your girl has plans after work and the gym needed to be accomplished so the only option left was to go in the morning. That is unless I wanted to strap a fourteen month old to a treadmill and see what happened. Pretty sure CPS would be on me faster than a homeless dude on a french fry, though, so I chose the other route.
The gym happened this morning. Great. So I watched last night's episode of The Newsroom (P.S. Sloan Sabbit - do me) while on the elliptical and all was good and dandy. Forty minutes and four hundred calories later I decide to call it quits and chug down some water before heading upstairs to work (the gym is in my nanny families lobby aka I have zero excuses to not go) (but I make them anyway). I arrive, feed the little man breakfast, put him down for a nap, scroll through Twitter several times, eat some breakfast, etc and then decide maybe it's time to change out of my workout clothes. P.S. I got a ton of Gap Fit stuff (and striped hoodies for fall because apparently I can't buy anything that isn't striped) and I'm in spandex heaven over all of them.
So I strip off the racer back tank with built in sports bra and fish my maxi and normal bra out of my Longchamp. Except...there was no normal bra in my Longchamp. Idiot forgot it on her bed while rushing out the door this morning. Ball sack.
Insert more expletives and my entire reasoning for thinking 6:20am is way too f*cking early in the life of Erin here. See thank f*cking goodness I have a lifetime membership at the itty bitty titty committee. See also thank f*cking goodness it's 80 degrees out today and not 18 or we'd be in for some serious nippage. Good thing I remembered my band-aid trick from back in the days of college thanks to Whitney.
So now I'm running around my nanny families apartment searching for bandaids and what do you know...I can only kid ones. Sesame Street ones at that. With Oscar the Grouch in a trash can holding a sign that says "Go away!"... oh this is just brilliant.
So in conclusion, I am currently typing this blog post braless with two of those suckers attached to my chesticles. You are so welcome for the visual. And this is where we all say "No wonder she doesn't have a boyfriend." I will now go hang my head in shame...and try not to bounce up and down to hard today.
In other news, the winner of last month's giveaway is Cece from Pink Sunshine. She's been such a loyal follower for a while now so I'm happy the Rafflecopter picker majigger chose her. Congratulations lady, you've got a ton of "cool crap" coming your way!
Today I have the gorgeous Kristen from Making Each Minute Count here to tell you a bit about herself. She's from Texas and is the sweetest ever (is it just a given that all people from Texas are nice?) because she once sent me a package of snail mail goodies just for the heck of it. And most of them all had to do with drinking. So she's a winner in my book and you should probably get to know her.
1. If you had to be stuck in one season for the rest of your life, which one would it be? Definitely Fall. I love everything about it! The clothes, the boots, the cooler weather & not to mention pumpkin EVERYTHING! Plus, I live in Houston so Spring & Summer are just wayyy too hot!
2. What was your favorite cartoon growing up? I was beyond obsessed with Rugrats. I owned every single VHS they made & watched them all day, every day. When I went to Universal Studios when I was little, I met Angelica & she pulled my hair! ha
3. If you could hop on a plane tomorrow and go anywhere in the world where would it be? Anywhere?! Australia for sure! I've always wanted to go. I want to pet a kangaroo & listen to everybody talk.. they have the BEST accent ever! Plus, laying around on a beach with a drink in my hand wouldn't be half bad either ;)