I’ve come to some realizations this past weekend
I heart community service.
I also realized that when I drink my small-town roots show and I want to make fires.
And if I’ve been drinking I may also want to make s’mores. True story: if you have no chocolate bars, no marshmallows, and no graham crackers your s’mores dreams don’t have to die. You just end up doing this
Those are charred peeps. With the ear of a chocolate bunny shoved in them.
And when you’re drunkenly eating molten peeps I’ve realized if you have a loving husband like mine he’ll laugh, tell you that you look homeless, and then take pictures.
And most importantly I’ve realized I’ve got less than a week till my husband’s birthday. And since my birthday comes a week after that, I need to get him some killer presents to insure I get awesome ones. So it’s shopping time!
Happy Monday friends!
*Um yeah, I ran 10 miles. Madness. I get pissy if I have to drive 10 miles normally.