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Another snowy commute

I’m seriously beginning to wonder if I moved to the Midwest or upstate New York without knowing it.  This morning when I walked out my front door I was met with a layer of snow covering my car, again.  Global warming my ass, this has been the coldest, snowiest winter I can remember having in a long time.  Also, my travel mug fell from the roof of my car on my foot this morning, now I have a giant bruise.

Snowy Thursday

No work out last night, I ended up meeting my mom at Macaroni Grill for dinner, where I had some deeeelicious Lobster Ravioli and two glasses of Cab.  And then another glass when I got home.  I really love my red wine.  Some punk ass busboy had the nerve to call me ma’am last night.  Really, do I look like a ma’am to you?  That was the first time that happened, I almost cried, and my mom laughed at me.  How does someone get carded by one waiter when ordering her wine, and then ma’amed by another one.  Oh 25, you are going to be a rough birthday aren’t you?

I did not watch the State of the Union, but because that was on none of my usually scheduled Wednesday night programs (Cougar Town and Modern Family) were so I was forced to find something new to watch.  What did I find?  A show on TLC called I’m Pregnant And…  The two episodes I was privileged enough to catch were, I’m Pregnant and Homeless and I’m Pregnant and Have an Eating Disorder.  Because I’m not already completely terrified at the thought of pregnancy and parenthood, I don’t know why I do this to myself.