Super unhappy Monday morning, guys! I wish I was feeling peppy, but alas... I'm super bummed that this week, school is going to kick my ass. And I can't even begin to talk about my emotions post-Patriots Super Bowl loss. UGH. I want to crawl under a blanket and cry. WAHHHHHH!!!
Okay, back to normal. Saturday morning kicked off with breakfast with my Grandaddy & family. Yummy!! Then I spent the rest of the afternoon thrifting & putting together packages for Shop Cheeky Cheeky! I found some great stuff for the shop that I'm pretty stoked about! Such a productive day. I took an excessively long nap to recover from all that productivity. (I mean, really. It's exhausting.) Then I went out with my friends David & Johanna! I feel like I never go out anymore- I'm turning into such an old woman. But I put on my party pants and we tried out a new martini bar in town. I usually favor beer & my lovable beer belly proves it. But I decided to get extra fancy and drink frou frou beverages that come in a weird shaped glass. I had a jolly rancher martini made with homemade jolly rancher vodka & a java martini that left me bouncing off the walls with energy and drunkenness. Heaven. Afterwards we went to get food & beers- the perfect end to the night! I met a dude at the bar who saw my iPhone case and assumed I was obsessed with cats. I then told him that I'm not- I just really like Hello Kitty.... I don't think that made him like me any more. Even still, it was a really fun night- good conversation & yummy food. What more could a girl ask for?
Sunday, I basically just waited around for the Super Bowl to start. It was an anxious day to say the least. I made my very own 7-Layer Dip that was full of cheesy, yummy goodness. I want to live in that dip. But then the night turned ugly when the Patriots lost the fucking Super Bowl. REALLY?! Really. As much as I want to curl up in a ball and say mean things about Eli Manning, I'm going to resist. All I will say is that I still believe that The Patriots are a better team than The Giants. We had a few bad breaks and we let our nerves get the best of us. (Yes, I consider myself an actual part of The Patriots team. Please don't send me to a mental hospital.) Now I'm going to go lick my wounds and try to forget everything about yesterday except for Madonna's kick ass performance.