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Sainthood

Bob should be nominated for Sainthood. Saint Bob. I would have had a great time if I had a wallet full of money. There were so many things at the silent and not so silent auction that I would have bought. Maybe next year. Maybe not.

He for sure wins coolness points. I wanted to dance and have a drink or two (I had a lovely glass of red), but Bob had driven to DFW and back in a matter of 24 hours (a 10 hour trip for you non-Texans) and I thought for sure he would fall asleep in his garlic mashed potatoes. For a sleepykins, he sure did look handsome. I wanted to kiss him all night. I restrained myself. I could see him thinking about his bed... TO SLEEP, PEOPLE. TO SLEEP.

Everyone looked so pretty, especially the hostess of our table. I looked ok for my "new me." I honestly thought I was the ugliest chick there. I got home and washed off my makeup and stared in the mirror. A stranger stared back at me. I still don't recognize myself. I hate the steroid face. The rest of me is shrinking, so now when I see myself, I feel like a bobble head. I wonder if I will ever reconcile what I see in the mirror with what is in my head. With the girl I feel like. The girl I used to look like.

It was really loud so we went to the lobby to talk and hang out. He is a very cool dude. The kind of dude every girl should have as a friend. As for more than that, I would have to consult my Magic 8 ball because I am clueless.

I realized when I got home it was about 10:30. I was like 10:30???? Even Cinderella got to stay out until midnight. But then again, Cindy isn't full of meds and she had long pretty hair. And I, obviously, ain't no princess. The poofy princess dress would not bode well with my bootay.

Zoe and Momo G had a good time. Although apparently her lip gloss got mixed up with her coin collection in her purse, so they spent much of the night "money laundering." Since it :cough:allegedly:cough: runs in the family on her dad's side, I guess it was an appropriate evening. Here's her "stash."

I can do this. I made it through a very uncomfortable evening with a (sort of) smile on my face. I would have rather gone to a movie with Bob, or had a root canal, but this was ok. He looked so great in a suit. And he was a really good sport.

Your assignment today is to again, get to moving. My allergies are kicking my butt, but I can't be a sloth; I've worked too many hours at the gym. And I'd *LOVE* to be sloth-like today. BTW, did you send out your valentines? I sent a few, but have many more. If you'd like to receive one, send me an email. Zoe and I would be happy to mail one out.

Oh the horror that are my meds. And the hair... Someone send a plush wig STAT!!

Posted by debutaunt at February 11, 2007 09:43 AM