There is a bag of fun size Snickers somewhere in our house and I'm wanting one REALLY bad. Why don't I just go get one? Well, because Brad's asleep. What does that have to do with anything? He's the one who hid the bag (at my instruction). Why, why, why do I do these things to myself? He's been given strict instructions that I can only have one a day max and if I don't ask he's not to mention it. Such a good husband. But something tells me he might be a little pissed if I wake him up to get me a candy bar.
I'm covered in poison ivy. Thank you Spartan Race. I'm so allergic to this stuff it's not even funny but luckily my MD called me in some prednisone. Which of course is also why I'm wide awake.
I'm so excited to hopefully meet up with several bloggy friends this weekend!
what are you up to this weekend?
are you allergic to poison ivy?
have you ever met any fellow bloggers in real life?