Scout's honor....

You know, I posted this past weekend, but damn this blog. Everything erased, and I didn't feel like typing it all up again. It's weird, it's still light outside and it's past 7pm. I guess my internal clock is going off the track, because I couldn't sleep last night. Finally dozed off at 5am, just to wake up at 7. Ugh. Follow that with a ten hour shift, and that's my day. Although, I really can't complain - work is fun. Well, not the actual work, but the company is awesome.

Yesterday Gidge and I took Tori out. Finally. It had to be done. We had been promising her since her b-day in January, and I can't be a bad Aunt. *points to self* Procrastinator, and don't say I didn't warn you. Anyway, we went to see Miss Congeniality 2 (good movie-pretty funny-not better than the original), and hit Big Bad Bubba's. We got to eat in the jail cell too. About time, I've always wanted to eat in there. It's adorable. Probably the only time I'll ever refer to jail as adorable. Let's all hope I don't get to eat in jail for real. *crosses fingers* We didn't eat dessert there though, we went to Cold Stone Creamery. Ice cream made fresh daily. Very yummy.

I'm so glad I didn't fall. My left leg has been exceptionally sore, and I've been walking around kinda peg-leggish. I think I worked to hard at the Eliptical Machine at the gym. Oh well.....I gotta get fit for Coachella. Why? So I can push and weedle my way through the crowd and into the front. Of course, who knows if that'll really happen.