Considering we had an extra day this weekend, this past week has been ROUGH. That Monday BBQ was awesome, but Tuesday just felt like the worst Monday of all time. It didn’t help that we ended up with a mullet because we were afraid of offending our stylist. Or the fact that we’re just now realizing our current “intimacy lite” situation with the boy we thought was our Prince Charming. But I guess we can’t really complain; at least we have the right to get married, unlike some of our friend in California.
But let’s not go there.
Instead, we’re going to enjoy this lovely spring weekend. Our toes are perfectly pedicured for flip-flops, and we’re going to head to the spa for a luxurious sperm facial (Note: don’t Google that…). Then we plan to head home, settle in under our Snuggie and get suckered into buying even more crap we don’t need. Hopefully there is some sort of miracle product on there to keep our abs in tip-top shape. Nobody wants a mid-summer muffin top crisis.
Here’s to the weekend, even if it is only two days long this week!