Well...if I'm begging forgiveness, I should tell you the truth (especially since I haven't really actually gotten my puppy yet)...we've simply fallen off the map...have been slacking off...lost our focus...but behind every slacker there is always an excuse, so here are some of ours:
- Travelin' - I went on vacay a month ago...and while I physically checked-out and came back, I hadn't really mentally checked-in. Luckily, I just survived a 50-hour work week...so my brain has re-activated itself from "slacker, do just enough to get by" mode to "get shit done, while burning the midnight oil" mode. In addition to my fun in the sun, I also had some business travel in between. All the air travel sent my funny, witty brain chip into hibernation...I'm not sure if it is fully awake yet, but hopefully the rustiness will wear off in the next few posts.
- Celebratin'- strictlyMIA graduated!!! So, she took some time to mentally decompress...after all the shize she went through at F-I-U...I don't blame her. CONGRATS!!!!!!!!!!
- Workin' - After graduation, StrictlyMIA started the "real world." Meaning goodbye Friday mani/pedi at noon, hello 9 to 5, baby! Some growing pains are in order.
- Couch Potato-in' (kinda) - Blame it on the a a a a a alcohol...well, not really...more like the TV...I got sucked into Grey's, Lost, the NBA Playoffs...which all did include some alcohol-happy (or miserable if we're talking about the Heat's elimination) viewing parties. Plus, I'm broke...so TV and Robert Mondavi's Pinot Noir (only the $9, private collection) have become my new BFFs.
But, there's no need to fear! I just got my tax return check, bought some new red shoes, and found some new inspiration...so, I'm happy to say we're back business!!!
P.S. do you have any lame excuses for laziness?? Please do share...my excuse well is running dry and I'm sure I'll need something at one point or another (of course, not for the blog =).
excuses? hmm ..... well i think i've got one, although its one that seemed to be more entertaining to other then cause me to fall behind on things to do. One Thursday night, a long time ago (2 weeks) on a dark and stormy night. I arrived home with the smell of newcastle on my breath and only one cigarette left, I knew there was much to do the following day and the next and the next. So I went to bed with a load of dread for what the weekend had planned out for me. Friday morning rolled on by as quick as I closed my eye the previous night. I reached on over to grab my contacts and to my surprise only one caught my eye. You see it was my last pair, I have no spectacles and could not receive a new pair until monday. Well this situation brought on a bit of hidden joy for me. That errand in Homestead, well couldn't be done, that Pro Tools Session in Downtown, sorry again, I shouldn't drive with one eye. So instead I spent the weekend being driven around and telling all kinds of made up stories of why i had a pirate patch on. So what my excuse? I lost a contact.
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