About: PR gal in my twenties. As soon as I figured out what I wanted to be when I grew up it became obsolete. Instead of writing for a newspaper I get to write here.
My job is exciting and wonderful but exhausting at times, and when I do have the energy to remove my rear from the couch, I enjoy drinking all the wines, shopping for thousands of identical cardigans and striped items, cheering for the Alabama Crimson Tide, chasing after my insane English Bulldog, Denny, singing and dancing along with the Avett Brothers, and having as much fun as possible with my friends and family. Sometimes I think about exercising. And then I grab a bag of chips.
GET AT ME
Tonight has been good.
Gym for the second night in a row. Good sweat. Finally ran by ATM. Lean cuisine for dinner ( not the most healthy, but at least it wasn’t 700 calories.) Got cleaned up. Washed face with Olay spinning brush thing (if I love this thing so much I have no clue how much I’d adore a Clarisonic.) Leggings and a big t. Chatted with Sister (hellur!) Three books & three magazines for reading. It’s almost Friday.
