Today was a glorious day of working smart. I...well, I suppose I did get up at 0640 to go to pilates. But that is just because I like to eat, and my husband and I are going out with my pilates instructer and his wife tonight to the Zig Zag Cafe. It is actually way too cool of a place for me, but it's dark inside, so I can kind of blend into the shadows. They have drinks with names like "Champs Elysees" and "One Legged Duck" - clearly out of my league considering my most sophisticated drink order is a dirty martini. Unfortunately, as wonderful as my workout was this morning, I don't think it even begins to cover the amount of calories about to be consumed.
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| Extra Dirty |
I later had a perfectly romantic idea that I would come home at 3pm, blog, and eat a stupendous red velvet cupcake with cream cheese frosting. Maybe I would even have a cup of afternoon coffee- who knew? The possibilities were endless. Then I smooshed cream cheese frosting all over my e-brake. Some people might have considered licking the frosting off the e-brake...not me, just
some people. I then couldn't get the cupcake box shut, and the blasted thing was staring me in the face, taunting me. I ate it right there in the parking garage, and got red velvet cake crumbs all over myself like a disgusting human being. I'm not sorry, either.
Needless to say, my picture perfect blogging session didn't pan out when I got home, since half of my plan had been eaten. Also, the apartment was- and is- a total disaster. Eric and I watched a movie on the fold out couch last night, and it was still undone. I thought I would start sprucing things up, so I started to put the couch back together. That's when I saw it. Cat pee on the hide-a-bed mattress. Balls.
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| Kittles, you asshole |
How can something so cute, ruin my life so much? Now all I can smell is pee. I guess it's time for a drink I can't pronounce at Zig Zag.
