Top of the morning to you, friends. It’s Friday, and since I suck at blogging lately and have resorted to sporadic posting once or twice a week, and can barely conceptualize complete thoughts anymore, you know what it’s time for!

That’s right: a few things Friday.

Let’s start with a success story:

Yes, that my friends is what we call a “good month.” They should be sending us a medal and a round of applause instead of a stern email notification.

Secondly, let’s talk about something that has me more than a little excited…

Yeah, this is happening this weekend. Sorry mom. At least I didn’t tell you when I was reading 50 Shades of Grey. Oh… crap.

Moving along…

I have been on a major shopping kick these last few months (mostly Target and TJ Maxx), and now I think it’s time to edit what’s currently hanging in my closet. I am setting a goal this Saturday to rummage through everything with the “1 year rule” in full-effect. AKA: If I haven’t worn something in an entire year, it goes. I’ll probably donate most of it, maybe consign some of it, but either way it got-sta go. I have way too many things that my hoarder-like intuitions are clinging to and that have no place in a 29-year-old woman’s closet. Do I like the blue striped American Eagle tube top I bought in 11th grade? Sure. But let’s get serious here. I might as well label it as the “Cougar Collection.” Wait, am I old enough to be a cougar yet? Maybe I’m just a panther… What were we saying about Magic Mike? Does anyone have any Ritalin?

And lastly, I have been on a warpath to clean up my diet, and get back into more of a challenging workout schedule. I’m checking out a new gym next week that’s much closer to my work and therefor much more likely that I’ll actually go. I’m excited for all the classes they offer, but… I’m actually kind of nervous. I liked the little community I got to know at my old gym, and I kind of feel like I’m starting at a new school. I’ll have to make sure I wear my cutest workout clothes and hide in the back of the class so no one hates me and calls me names behind my back. Also, I’ve been off the sauce during the week again, but thankfully it hasn’t been as difficult this time. I find that drinking something other than water out of a wine glass helps, as does not having an all-access pass to chilled Sauvignon Blanc.

If anything, it makes me feel kind of fancy to drink my kombucha out of a wine glass. As does wearing a tiara around the house, but it’s not like I ever do that…

Oh wait! One more thing- yesterday was my beautiful momma’s birthday, so I just wanted to say Happy Birthday, Mom, I love you! (Please don’t judge my smutty choices in bad literature and movies.)

Have a great weekend kittens xo