The Bachelor is on. And I'm watching it. Which I vowed to not do again following last season. I am torn between feeling for these women as they all fall for the same man and wondering how they can be such idiots to all be falling for the same man. And I get a little skeeved out watching them all kiss the same pair of lips, not gonna lie. In the words of Haven Kimmel, it gives me the hooky-spooks.
There's a whopper of an ice storm heading our direction here in the Deep South. I don't necessarily want to use a day of vacation in order to not slalom to work but I don't really want to slalom to work either. It does excite my northern lovin' heart that temperatures are only going to be in the teens at the most the next couple days. It makes the upcoming Super Bowl feel like a Super Bowl. It reminds me that it's only FEBRUARY and not April. This is needed because the other day I wore a t-shirt and flip flops all day long and kept getting confused about what the date was.
I had the chance to open this up yesterday on a smooth tollway.
I was nervous to really see what she could do because I didn't want to end up in a Southern hooscal. And I don't know if my handsome man thinks his car is a girl....but she's too darn pretty to be anything else. Therefore I deem her a girl. Plus she can't hold more than a change purse in her trunk which helps curb my impulse spending while browsing that monolith called IKEA.
Speaking of impulse spending, I'm starting a class this week, ice willing, called Crown. It's similar to Dave Ramsey and just from reading the book I know that I will be challenged in a good way. I've already been thinking about a lot of the topics the book covers. And for the record, I'm not much of an impulse buyer any more.
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What a beautiful car!!! I try not get sucked into the Bachelor too! I have to say there is something strange about it.
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