My confession is that I suffer from road rage. Anyone who rides in the car with me ends of laughing their butt off then wondering why the heck people are going so slow. By the time the car ride is over you agree with me, but don’t worry it doesn’t follow you into your car. I will tell and gesture emphatically, not like flipping people off (they could be armed I’m not risking it) but like both hands up in the air or waving at you to get over if you are in the fast lane. Sometimes it’s bad lol. My roommate experienced this for the first time on our road trip hiking adventure. OK confession over.
Now for the good stuff. My post it collection at work is growing
First there was this
Now there is this
I sooooo did not want to go to the gym after work, soreness from strength training was setting in and the panda express but tired me out but I bargained with myself that I only has to spin for 20 min so I dragged my butt there
And my mom called me about 7 min in, thankfully the room was empty so I chatted with her for almost 20 min and that helped.
Then to home I went for bolognase!!!
I will leave you with my sweet sweet girl!!
Trailing the blonde 