Confession: I did not go running yesterday. I had every intention of doing so--really, I did! But the night before, I had to drive down to Virginia Beach (I had planned on driving down yesterday morning) after closing at work because I scheduled a last minute bright-and-early doctor's appointment before maid of honor dress shopping. (Holy run-on sentence, Batman!) Anyways, I went to the doctor's office all grungy and non-showered, dressed in running clothes--which sparked plenty of convo between the nurse and I about road races--and yet by the time I left, my motivation had vanished. Oh well, at least I looked active!
|If Glamour says it's okay... (But this only adds to my grunge)|
Did you know Febreze Sport works on pre-worn gym clothes?!
Don't judge. Blame my landlord for not providing washer/dryer.
Commence BFF time!
The rest of the day was spent with my lovely friend, Katie, talking about life, school, jobs, and all things wedding, since she is getting married in October! Did I mention I'm the Maid of Honor? Oh, I did? Well let me remind you again--I'm the Maid of Honor
So yes, 20 dresses
The rest of the evening, we were accompanied by
|Note to self (and Katie): we do not know Norfolk geography.|
Me: Let's do tequila shots?!
|Turns out the Norva is not on Granby Street.|
Tommy: 1, Katie: 0.
|Norfolk Admirals hockey, anyone?|
|Self attempt #1...awk.|
|Apparently I get evil/slutty looking. Katie gets "squinty"|
--her words, not mine!
|Katie & Tommy. She's holding one of the said|
$11 "large" wines.
|Finally somewhat normal?!|
|Damn it, refs! Just let the boys fight already!|
|Somebody needs a haircut!|
And now I resume my life as previously scheduled, applying for jobs and being the super glamorous gal that I am (read: sarcasm):
|Must. Work. On. Leg. Definition.|