My Friday

It's my Friday. Best part is that I only work Wednesday this week. That's rad.
Went out last night and had a lot of fun. I even ate 2 enchiladas, that was the first time in well over a year since I've had one. They were so tasty. Plus, I didn't feel like shit when I woke up. I got up, had a great run and got a lot done. Baked the rest of the hotel cookies, got wrap and ribbon and everything to package them up tomorrow and drop them off at the hotel. They should look good. Plus I'm getting paid $120 for them, which covers my parent's hotel room. Thank god.

Tomorrow morning I have to bake a small batch of lemon rosemary biscotti along with packaging that stuff then relax! Well, decorate gingerbread houses, see the girls, roll around with Travis and snuggle Oliver.

We got home at 4:30 last night and I am finally feeling the lack of sleep. It's 8:30 here, 2.5 more hours then I get to put sweats on, wash my dirty face, and lay down. I can't wait. Fuck.


I have to make an appointment tomorrow for the nutritionist this week, I haven't gone in a while because of all the busy schedules.