So I headed out with my Girlies to see World War Z...knowing I'm not a Brad Pitt fan. However, the movie rocked! Yes, there were holes in the movie, but it was fast paced and suspenseful. Plus, it had a decent story. One of the Ladies I was with hates zombie movies, but she went to see it for Pitt and loved it. So...GO!
Afterward we headed over to Chicago Fire and had salad and pizza (wasn't in the mood for pizza, but it was damned delicious) and then ended our afternoon. When I got home, I proceeded to sit down..ok, recline on my comfy sofa, and promptly...fell asleep! I don't usually snooze in the afternoon...especially when there isn't someone to snooze with. Must be my horrific sleep patterns catching up with me.
I woke up and proceeded to head to WalMart (I rarely shop there, but it's extremely close) for some hearts of romaine and ice cream bars. Yes, I try to keep ice cream out of my home because I will consume it all. But for some reason, I just didn't give a rats ass. I'll be working off one of those ice cream bars and the margarita I'm about to drink on Vin Diesel (aka Obama) tomorrow and we'll see who the bitch will be at the end of an hour.
I heard from the ex and he's a little worried about the Beanster. He's excited because she's going to go spend the weekend with him on the 12th. I'm surprised that my sister is being so cool about the whole thing. However, they just recently moved to a nearby suburb and he's concerned about my sisters ranting. I get the worry, but I try to only bite off what I can help control. Otherwise, she'll drive me to the grave and my angel doesn't need that. Ah well. One thing at a time.
I'm going tequila down Peeps. See ya tomorrow.
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