Thursday Random Ramblings

-I have a hole in my sweater today. It was my favorite sweater and then my dog jumped up to hug me. I still wore it anyway.

-Oh and I didn't do a #yesimwearingthis on Tuesday so here goes my holey outfit today.

{Sweater & Booties: Target - Jeans: H&M - Scarf: eBay}

-After Vegas, I kinda stopped watching what I was eating and stopped stepping on the scale. Yesterday, I stepped on it and I’ve gained a few pounds back. Damn it.

-Good thing I love to work out or I would resemble a horse. Actually I shouldn’t say that like it’s a bad thing. Horses are pretty.

-Someone asked me a question regarding this post, “If you don't win, will he seriously be going on a date with another woman? I guess, I didn’t think about losing. And I figured that no woman in her sane mind would want to bid against another man’s wife wearing stilettos. But then again, there are some cray, cray people out there. So if someone else wins the date, they will really know the meaning of threes a crowd. But I don’t have to worry about that because, really, I’m going to win.

-I have my job’s Christmas party tomorrow. We leave work at 1:15pm and head to a restaurant. Spouses/Significant others are not invited. While there, you can order anything you want to eat or drink. We leave work early, eat and drink for free, exchange Christmas gifts and then I have Sean pick me up. Good times.

-Sean is planning our next vacation. He asked me, “Would you mind if I plan our next vacation but didn’t tell you, and just told you the type of clothes to pack? I replied, “Sure.” But I didn’t really mean it. I was blogging and not really paying attention. But I won’t tell him I wasn’t listening. I'll wait until next week to bring it up again and when he says that I replied, "Sure." I'll say something to the effect of, "That's impossible, you must not have been listening to me and just heard what you wanted to hear." That should resolve that.

-I started watching this show about parolees and pit bulls and I cry every time. I am now obsessed with pit bulls and won’t have any other type of dog. This is a surprising turn of events since I was that girl who wanted the tiniest dog to put in a big suitcase purse. The ridiculous days of Paris Hilton and Nicole Richie are behind me.

-I enjoy random blog posts because I can write anything I want and you can’t judge me. Kidding. I know you’re judging me. But that’s OK, because if I wasn’t me, I would be judging me too. I mean, I told you about the weight gain and at this exact moment I’m eating a cupcake. I guess, I’ll never learn.