Lovely and Amazing!
Yesterday I had quite possibly the best Saturday ever.
I woke up at a leisurely 9ish am, and had my Saturday morning ritual, namely, sourdough toast, Grape Nut Flakes, blueberry juice in front of the TV watching my tivoed What Not to Wear. Once that was over, I wasn't quite willing to leave the cozy confines of my blanketed couch, so I moved on to Lost. The short little fall season was outrageously disappointing, but they are back in fine form. Enough with the poignant shots of Kate torn between Jack and Sawyer, already! Jack is a whiny bitch and Sawyer's a sexy motherfucker, so go to it! Plus, this episode was entirely about Desmond, and what's not to love about 40 minutes of dreamy scottish brogue? I followed up all this excitement with an uneventful but entirely delightful couple of hours during which I took a bath, sat outside in the beautiful Arizona day, and performed an informal dance recital in my living room.
Feeling it was time to actually leave the house, I treated myself to a manicure, and it was a good one. Sometimes you get a really blah manicure and a bad paint job, but this lady was on top of her game. I then took the next logical step in my perfect day... I went to Target. If there's anything that beats a trip to Target, I couldn't begin to guess what it might be. The only small mar in my day was that I need new sunglasses, and they didn't have any I liked, but still I left with new jeans, new top, and new shoes. *dreamy*. On my way home, I stopped at Sonic for a vanilla coke and some tots. I ate this nutritious meal while catching up on Ugly Betty.
Now for the best part: I made some popcorn on the stove, grabbed a six-pack and some Junior Mints at the store, and went to the drive-in. I LOVE the drive in, but haven't been in at least a year, and have never gone by myself. But it was great! I just kicked back, drank my drink, ate my popcorn (and Junior Mints!) and enjoyed the silence. I saw Hannibal Rising, which was actually an incredibly shitty movie, but who gives a crap? Not me. I didn't stay for the second movie (Blood and Chocolate) because I was getting tired and didn't want to fall asleep at the drive in all by myself. I came home happy as could be, though, and passed right out on my couch.
Best. Day. Ever.
I woke up at a leisurely 9ish am, and had my Saturday morning ritual, namely, sourdough toast, Grape Nut Flakes, blueberry juice in front of the TV watching my tivoed What Not to Wear. Once that was over, I wasn't quite willing to leave the cozy confines of my blanketed couch, so I moved on to Lost. The short little fall season was outrageously disappointing, but they are back in fine form. Enough with the poignant shots of Kate torn between Jack and Sawyer, already! Jack is a whiny bitch and Sawyer's a sexy motherfucker, so go to it! Plus, this episode was entirely about Desmond, and what's not to love about 40 minutes of dreamy scottish brogue? I followed up all this excitement with an uneventful but entirely delightful couple of hours during which I took a bath, sat outside in the beautiful Arizona day, and performed an informal dance recital in my living room.
Feeling it was time to actually leave the house, I treated myself to a manicure, and it was a good one. Sometimes you get a really blah manicure and a bad paint job, but this lady was on top of her game. I then took the next logical step in my perfect day... I went to Target. If there's anything that beats a trip to Target, I couldn't begin to guess what it might be. The only small mar in my day was that I need new sunglasses, and they didn't have any I liked, but still I left with new jeans, new top, and new shoes. *dreamy*. On my way home, I stopped at Sonic for a vanilla coke and some tots. I ate this nutritious meal while catching up on Ugly Betty.
Now for the best part: I made some popcorn on the stove, grabbed a six-pack and some Junior Mints at the store, and went to the drive-in. I LOVE the drive in, but haven't been in at least a year, and have never gone by myself. But it was great! I just kicked back, drank my drink, ate my popcorn (and Junior Mints!) and enjoyed the silence. I saw Hannibal Rising, which was actually an incredibly shitty movie, but who gives a crap? Not me. I didn't stay for the second movie (Blood and Chocolate) because I was getting tired and didn't want to fall asleep at the drive in all by myself. I came home happy as could be, though, and passed right out on my couch.
Best. Day. Ever.
posted by The Noillyprat Cat @ 6:29 PM
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are you will ferrell from elf, trolling around scoring junk food
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