I’ll just leave it at that.
I have a few things planned for the weekend. I’m taking the Princess to DMV in the morning so she can test for her learner’s permit. I haven’t seen her study that manual once so we’ll see how that goes.
I have to get a touch-up. My roots are nappy and while I applaud all my beautiful natural sistahs, nappy roots do not look good on me.
I’m going to make my slutty spaghetti on Saturday night.
I can’t wait to have it with a glass of Menage a Trois.
For those of you who don’t know, I suggest you ask somebody.
I have another weigh-in this weekend for the WLC. I had birthday cake and other no-no’s this week. But I’ve still been working out consistently so I’m expecting for my weight to stay the same. I’m still hoping for a loss though.
When I was younger I could never eat if I was stressed out. My stomach would be in knots and the mere thought of food would just make me sick. Yesterday, when I was fighting deadlines at the office I found solace in a 3 ounce bag of Famous Amos chocolate chip cookies. Ugh!
I’m going to read Oprah’s newest book club pick. Why? Not because she recommended it but because of the title:
You know that’s my thing, right? It better be good.
Thanks for reading. Have a good weekend.