anyway. i got new shoes a couple of weeks ago and VOWED that i would wear them somewhere last friday. instead of planning ahead and trying to like get a group of people together to go someplace neat i could show off my shoes, i procrastinated and asked my dad to go out to dinner with us last minute. on thursday he said 'yes'. on friday he changed his mind and was like 'i got caught up with shit at work so i can't do it tonight. tomorrow?' and i was sad.
for a minute. then i put on comfy pants (my brother was home, otherwise i would have been pantsless) and we ordered pizza. so it ended up being okay.
so saturday night i wrangled my dad into taking us out to dinner at our favorite steakhouse. we chipped in, obvs, but he had a gift certificate he was willing to share. i had a margarita and a couple of mojitos and steak and baked clams and it was delicious. as always. we took our after dinner drinks outside so dad could smoke a cigar and just chat. and i looked GOOD.
|my new shoes. it's hard to see, but the hell and the platform are covered in like glitter.|
|awesome husband sitting outside enjoying his irish coffee|
|me looking AWESOME. if not a bit top heavy.|
then sunday awesome husband and my brother did some yardwork while i did some homework. we also did some shopping at BJs and purchased our usual HUGE package of string cheese. i had a pedicure at a salon that was showing star wars - sadly, the pedicure was worth every cent i paid for it - only $14. i will not be going back there.
of course, i was thrilled to see that they used their autoclave. one of the last places i went to didn't. it was the second or third time i was there and i was having my manicure. and behind my manicurist were the two autoclaves. i thought it was odd that neither appeared to be on, but one didn't have a light on the front so i figured that one was on and the other was off because... well, maybe they only needed one at a time? THEN i noticed that NEITHER MACHINE WAS EVEN PLUGGED IN. and i saw two of the manicurists put their little box of tools in there and take it back out. like they were PRETENDING to sterilize shit.
so i stopped going there. anyway, i had my pedi and then i decided i needed to have mojitos. apparently EVERY liquor store in the area closes at 5pm on sundays. we finally found one place that drastically overcharged for bacardi but, whatever, i got my mojito on. i tried to make one with truvia and it wasn't quite the same. i might try again to see if i mess with the ratios it will be better.
and now it's time to go to KFC. awesome husband just decided he needs popcorn chicken and mashed potatoes. i suppose i can be talked into a biscuit or two. we're spending our labor day watching 'star wars' and drinking. good thing we've not started drinking yet so we can drive to KFC.