Friday Confessional A Tounge and a Grandma

We made it to Friday.

Hallelujah.

I'm ready for a cocktail or apricot ale, which is probably what I'll end up having.

Zoey is clearly ready for one too.

I am confessing to you all today, inspired by Leslie.

I CONFESS

Today I thought, oh shit I've almost had my drivers license for a decade (yes this is how my random brain functions) and I freaked out.

I'm going to a birthday party tomorrow, and I haven't picked up a gift yet.

I'll honestly probably grab something up on the way...Does that make me a non-thoughtful gift giver?

The above picture of Zoey though blurry, and not good makes me smile.  When dogs tongues are out they are happy. Her happiness is radiates.

Rockin' third day hair twice in one week has become my thing, and I am proud of it.

Two months ago I struggled to rock second day hair.

This week I had a huge personal struggle (cough min melt down, cough). I am not where I want to be with my fitness, and I am frustrated with myself for thinking that. I am working hard, staying positive, and doing the best I can.  Plus I'm in not out of shape--- Keep calm and run on.

I am up way past my bed time to watch Real House wives of OC, and nothing happened.

My grandma is kinda of awesome.

(If you followed me on instagram, you'd know why). See below.

P.S. She's 83, it's her first bike

 I've been having day dreams about this purse.

Not sure what I am going to do about them (the day dreams) and it (the purse).

I've had my camera for over six months, and still haven't taken the settings off Auto. I will be reading the manual and signing up for a class this weekend. No excuses.

Happy Friday.

TGIF.

P.S. This girl (I'm talking about me here) can't get enough of this song.

It's my booty. Or Maybe Ravens