Now that my pc's back up and fully functioning, I need to review the events of the past week so that I can get them on here and OUT of my BRAIN. Let's see... today's Friday right? Let's go backwards shall we?
Yesterday I took Ruby for her first ever appointment at the doggy groomers (Shampoochies) and asked them to do a lion cut on her. She's very Mufasa-esque, wouldn't you say?

This is the first time in the nearly five years of her life that I've actually seen her little butt cheeks... and they're SO cute! Yay Ruby!! She hated me for a few hours afterwards, but now that she's come out from under the bed, she's realized that life is a WONDERFUL place when you don't have dreadlocks hanging off of your ass. She's embraced her half-nakedness and is workin' it.
In other news... I've lost ANOTHER half of an inch off of my waist.
I'm busting my ass with the daily running/walking/biking and cutting WAY back on processed sugars. Although in a moment of weakness I went through several ounces of caramel frozen yogurt at Lovin' Spoons... oops. I'm only human... when caramel frozen yogurt beckons, I listen.
I think so far this week I've propelled my body by either running/walking or biking approximately 42 miles around my neighborhood, and tomorrow (Saturday) is a ten mile day (eek!) Mendy bought me some of these (early birthday present)...

...and my blisters are quickly healing. My rather personal issue (as seen on Facebook) of titty heat rash has also healed, and baby powder is now my constant companion (thank you to all who suggested it.)
Aren't you glad we're friends?
And speaking of friends, I got to see some fun friends who came in town this past weekend...
My mom's boyfriend's daughters and grand-daughters came to Savannah for his mom's 99th birthday party (you got all that?)
Here's 'Mum'...
She's a beautiful soul, and we're lucky to be her friends. We're also lucky that Tom's daughters are so cool and fun to play with. Case in point, the drunken splip n slide event that took place in my backyard after most of the guests had gone home from the birthday party.
No, that isn't me down there on the soapy tarp wallering around like a twenty one year old sorority girl... those would be Tom's grand-daughters. And yes, that is my husband, the evil instigator. Holy goodness I laughed and laughed and laughed!
Especially when they took him down...
Serves him right! You may also notice that there were children lurking around and giggling nervously at the drunken adults. But how could we refuse them the opportunity to slip n slide on the tarp of doom at ten o'clock on at Saturday night?
They don't look scared or traumatized right?
Right?
Don't worry, they traumatized us earlier in the day with this little stunt they pulled WHILE THE PARTY WAS IN FULL SWING...
You've gotta love these little hooligans...
I mean heck, what's a 99th birthday party without teenagers having a marsh mud fight and adults drunkenly throwing themselves down a thirty foot tarp?
I'd say it was a total success.
And on that stellar note, I think I'll conclude my week in review and get ready for dinner with my favorite boy. I think I just heard him pull up in the driveway.
Have a GREAT weekend!!! ;)