So last night Will and Amanda were here. SUCH FUN. I am madly in love with his new girlfriend. She is the epitome of awesomeness, and I just have such fun laughing hysterically at her and Will. They are very happy which makes us in turn very happy. And they LOVED Grant, and had soooo much fun playing and laughing at him. It was cool. We went to dinner at Ruby Tuesdays, came home whilst they drank, I had some CHOCOLATE (FOR SHAME) and we played Guitar Hero and Life. It was super fun. And she farts, and she’s proud of it, and is helping me to embrace girl farts. Notice I said helping. I’m a priss.
Our ottoman doubles as an awesome game table. We’re even MORE in love with it.
They delivered the wrong side again yesterday. I was none too pleased, but like a good little woman, let my husband handle it. They weren’t very helpful evidently. Regardless they are going to try again tomorrow. Despite this little debacle, the couches are heavenly. I LUUURRRVVVEEE them. I’m going to name them.
And I am blogging at four in the morning because after eating at Ruby Tuesdays I woke up and my entire stomach was acid. It was the WEIRDEST and most sickening feeling, so I made myself throw up. After doing this, I felt like I was going to pass out or die. I broke out in an entire body sweat that drenched my entire body. I was telling my poor husband something was REALLY wrong with me. Then I was fine. Everytime we eat there one of us ends up sick. I love the food but I don’t know what the deal is. My husband usually is the one, and I always make fun of him, HOWEVER….this weird African pygmy cow disease is not good.
I think I will be staying home tomorrow from the woman’s conference, and making sure I don’t miss Casting Crowns tomorrow night. CASTING CROWNS……CASTING CROWNS…….AHHHHH! The wee one is staying with Great-Grandma, and will have TONS of fun too. I’m way excited.
Okay - well I better get back to lying still and not moving. Yay for pygmy cow disease.
