(err, rather, by my dear friend Kelly's plea).
Regardless, sorry for the wait y'all, but Emz and her wireless internet connection are back and better than ever. Since the last time you heard from me a few things have changed in my personal and professional life, but we shall save those little tid bits for later :)
So, remember how I told you I would be my normal blogging self by this weekend? Well as you can tell, that obviously didn't happen, but I have good reason, I swear. Alisha and Alyce were here for their Spring Break. And, this weekend, I lived vicariously through them and consumed a little too much Mexican food and more than enough margaritas. Needless to say, blogging just wasn't in my frame of mind, but don't think that means I didn't miss you guys, because I did. A lot. I missed telling you what's on my mind. Let's never spend this much time apart again. Capeesh? You all (whoever and wherever you are) are like my release, and I thank you for that.
Now, let's get down to business: This weekend was one for the books. I felt like Paris Hilton. It was so HOT. I went out Thursday night, Friday night, Saturday night and had a Sunday Funday. Seriously, who does that? It's Wednesday and my body and toes (damn you, stilletos, are still feeling the pain). Liz and I usually only make it out on Friday nights because we're, like, totally big girls now and have to be responsible, and we've actually come to enjoy exploring our new city during the day on Saturday or just laying on the couch and watching Lifetime movies.
However, I'm not complaining. This weekend was a blast, and I'm glad that even though I hurt now, I can still run with the big dogs. I know deep down that I am getting too old to celebrate Spring Break like the good 'ol college days, but for the time being I am savoring my youth for as long as I can.
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