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Thursday

Today was Thursday. But not just any Thursday. It was my first Thursday as a FREE WOMAN! Of course I woke up at 5 like I used to when, ha, I had to go to school and seminary. I can't believe I'll never ever ever have to wake up at five again. . . Wow. I never thought this day would come! Wahoo! EEEP! This is so exciting. So after I woke up at 5 I went back to sleep, and then it was 6. And then 6:15. My first day of freedom and I couldn't sleep! So I got up and started my day.

After a very relaxing bath, I worked on my blanket a little bit more. I love baths. They're so awesome. Whoever thinks that they are childish needs to grow up. They are fabulous. That is all. So I was just relaxing and waiting for the bestby to come over and I sat down on the couch just a waiting. Yeah, I totally fell asleep and next thing I know Sammy's rubbing my face and Gingy's jumping all over me. Gotta love my crazy dog. It was a pretty great thing to wake up to though:)

We had a pretty awesome Thursday of freedom. We got to cuddle and had Atlanta Bread for lunch. That is my absolute favorite place. The vibe there is so so cool. I love to sit by the fireplace even when it's summer time and blazing hot. It's a mix of cafe meets coffee shop meets elegant meets casual meets awesome. I love that restaurant. I'm in love with their muffin tops. The top of the muffin is always the best part and getting to eat just the best part? Awesome :) Even if it probably adds to my little muffin top. Haha!

After lunch we COLORED! I. Love. Coloring. Oh man oh man. I colored pictures of the Little Mermaid, and colored one so that she was blonde and the prince got an upgrade and became an almost as sexy mexican as the bestby ;) Sammy colored Batman. He's so cute, he's SO excited about it coming out. It's his favorite movie ever. He always tells me when a new trailer comes out and such. I watched one with him today and I have to admit that I'm a little excited to see it now. :) Woo July 20th here we come!

His picture:) Mine isn't done yet though, pictures shall come soon.

After coloring we visited my Elementary school. I wanted to show the bestby where I was little geeky me. My fourth grade teacher wasn't there though, the one with the bearded dragons so Sammy didn't get to pet one yet. He doesn't want to hurt them. It was so weird being there again and being so tall and I kind of forgot how to get around, the floors weren't carpet anymore, all the classes were moved, and all my old teachers and everyone who worked there recognized me. That was weird. I was touched that they remembered me and knew my name even though I haven't been there in seven years. Wow.


Yes, yes there is a lizard in my hands. I loved that lizard so much. He was an amazing lizard. I used to always have him on my shirt when I worked and I bathed him everyday and yeah. Blade the Great, may you rest in peace.

Of course, we watched the Kardashians after that. The bestby got me addicted to that show, I don't know why I'm so addicted to it but it's pretty entertaining. The life struggles of rich people. Kourtney's my favorite in case you were wondering. Sammy was laying on my lap and he drooled on my leg and it was SO CUTE! Because I've totally done that to him before. So I had to take a picture of course.

Cute :)

 When the bestby had to go I hid his phone and his keys. I didn't want him to go. :( But it was a great day and we got to spend the whole day together which never happens. It was full of laughs and smiles and I can't wait to have more days like this. We're going back to my elementary school again, he's going to pet that lizard dang it! 

I'm still a little stressed out about my physics test. But right after it I'm going to the aquarium with my whooollleeeeee family and the bestby. I'm way excited for that, even though I'm afraid of aquariums. Plus look how sad I looked the last time I went there!


I need to get a picture of me there now that I have a sense of fashion.
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