Despite the fact that it's 2012 (it's early in the year, so cut me some slack), I have never done a blog and other than reading them, am quite unfamiliar with how they work. Am I doing this just for myself, or will others read it? If so, do I "invite" them, and if they accept, do they really give a hoot what I'm writing? Because isn't this really kind of narcissistic if it's just a blog about my life? Unless, of course, I use it as a journal and keep it to myself. Then it's not so strange.
So let's start with today. Mom and I went to dinner at El Rancherito with Christy, Glenda, Joy, and Jeralee. We ordered a pitcher of margaritas, and my adorable mother - who rarely drinks - had three (I think) was HILARIOUS. We were gasping for air in the parking lot and then in the van. She had said she had to pee, and out of nowhere Glenda yells, "Go to Wal Mart!" Wal Mart was, well, out of the way, which struck my mother as so funny, and I in turn almost lost bladder control as well.
I ate until I feel awful. That fried cheesecake sounds repulsive now. But our waiter was fun, and we exchanged some Spanish for some sign language.
Brent and I are going to the gym tomorrow morning, barring no further stomach complications. I migiht have to work after he goes to work (though I'm technically off on Mondays) so that I can be off Tuesday afternoon while Cynthia is working.
So, in review, this would be hideously boring to someone who doesn't know me - or who isn't my mother - but hey...it was my first shot. If I don't choose to publish a post, will it still save it for me? Cause this could be a fantastically wonderful way to journal each day. :) Nightie night.
