Ahh, the day job. I'm not a morning person. I generally wear my giant pink bathroom as my armor against the cold, cruel world, and mean doctors who talk too fast.
This morning, CK gave me a kiss and headed for the door, saying "I'm gunna go get you something." I'm thinking, "Great. A mocha would be lovely." But after 45 minutes went by and he didn't reappear, I started to worry. A few more minutes, then I heard his engine. The door swings open and suddenly my friends, Megan & Paige, are standing in my living room. From Arizona!
And I'm in my Big Pink and glasses, hair akimbo. But YAY!!!! Double the weekend goodness. Here are my girls.
No, you don't get a picture of me in the Big Pink.