I have written no less than 3 intro sentences.
And I still don’t know how to start. Let’s just say… the song lyrics running through my head when I woke up this morning may or may not have been, Wake up in the mornin’ feelin’ like P. Diddy… Which means I may or may not have just likened myself to a young Ke$ha crawling out of a tub as I rolled out of bed.
This feeling may or may not be the fault of wearing these…
for 7 hours yesterday… Not only did I STAND and WALK in them, but DANCED. And I never fell. Perhaps faltered a lot but never fell. I should take a picture of the heels so you can see how much of fool fashion hero I am, but I refuse.
It would mean I’d have to get up to take a picture, and hitherhencetofore put weight on my feet and then I’d have to scream for all the pain… and the children would cry because they would think their mother was dying… So. For the sake of the children, trust me. They were HIGH. Like, circus people would pat me on the back and maybe even let me ride on the elephant for preforming as enduring what I did last night.
Speaking of circus people… Last night I received probably the highest compliment of my whole young (shut up) life! Long story short, I got to have MY OWN microphone… and may or may not have thrown on a sombrero and a hula skirt… perhaps a moustache…
I think microphones are my color. They bring out my inner circus person eyes…
And I may or may not have done the Roger Rabbit on stage. <stops here>
I digress – the COMPLIMENT,
You sure don’t have a problem making a fool of yourself!
He made me blush. I mean, how often does a girl basically get told she is as sexy funny as Will Ferrell?!
That’s what he said, right? I’m as sexy funny as Will Ferrell… Right?
Speaking of which.
This was my bathroom counter when I woke up this morning. Let’s just say… Jenny is not so great at applying fake eyelashes. Like, as I am trying and trying and trying and trying, I have to keep stopping and checking my hands – just to make sure that my fingers hadn’t turned to ALL THUMBS. Because putting on fake eye lashes feels a lot like I imagine it would feel for a person who has thumbs for fingers…
I should go now. It’s going downhill…
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