I'm going to try and keep this short. It's Thursday night, and I'm planning to go to bed soon. Gotta get up early in the AM since I'm opening up The Salon.
But I do have some things to be thankful about:
* Last Saturday, I got a new do. Whacked it off, in fact. My arms needed one less head of hair to do.
* Monday I celebrated Father's Day with my dad. We had a nice brunch at Peaches and went to the movies. We saw Noah.
I celebrate that I paid 2 dollars a piece. It was not worth more than that. My dad and I joked around through the whole movie.
If I were to leave a review, I could sum it up in one word. Weird.
* Sir Poops is doing much better. I celebrate everyone's prayers. He's eating rice and baby food and keeping it down and in.
* And I celebrate getting in some writing time this week. I completed two chapters.
Here's a diddy form Killer Stilettos:
Once
in the bathroom, I shut the door behind me. As fast as I could, I slipped off
my hilt and out of the blue hospital gown and slinked the wedding dress over my
head and let it drape my naked body. A bra and some panties would’ve been nice.
I wasn’t for going commando or letting the girls loose. The thirty-six C’ers
were definitely floppers, bouncing here and there. I hope no one notices. The last thing I wanted were cold nipples
displaying themselves in front of the whole world to see, especially the
Underworld ... of all places.
Okay. It's time for me to get ready for bed. Have a happy weekend and a Happy Shabbats, if you practice!
Hugs and chocolate!
Shelly
