I just went outside in shorts and a t-shirt. I guess I think if I want it badly enough and believe it enough it will, in fact, be warm when I step outdoors. Speaking of cold...I guess hell froze over since the Saints won the Super Bowl. Amazing.
Wow. That reminds me of how much fun this weekend was! Best friends came to town and we played like it was 1999. Oh wait, that was partied like it was 1999. Well, we did some of that too. I think Old Venice was introduced to a whole new bit of awesomeness Saturday night. A group of girls somehow managed to get them to play the Macarena. Yes, that group of girls was us. And we made a friend named Quinton: Co-Manager. Fun times.
Hmmm. What to do? What to do? Sit here and eat something? Or go workout and then sit here and eat something? Why did Zumba class have to be cancelled tonight?!?!
Sooooo. I start Tupelo next week. Yep, it's here. Can't really believe it. The countdown to completing this dietetic internship begins!!
Mama and Daddy are coming Friday. Best part...aside from seeing them (duh)...they're bringing a King Cake. Now I haven't been on the coast at Mardi Gras since 2003 so to say that I am excited about this would be an understatement. "You can get a King Cake at the store here" you might say. And to that I would reply "the King Cakes here are basically stale cinnamon rolls compared to the moist, fresh amazingness of the King Cakes at home." Besides missing the King Cake, I also really miss getting 3 whole days off of school for this special holiday. Who says being coast trash isn't a good thing??
Okay okay. I'm getting up now. I guess I have absolutely no excuse since the gym is exactly 47 seconds away from my front door (that's starting the time after the door is already locked).
Love and miss.