And, that name is, “fabulous.”

Its not because its Labor Day, and all of you worker bees don’t have to work today. Well, those of you not in retail or food service… um… ok, all of you who work within the government.

Hmm, let’s start this again.

Good morning! Its Monday and boy are my arms tired!

No, that’s not quite what I’m going for, either.

Today, the mercury is running high. My bank has already locked me out, proving to me that I definitely need to go spend money without knowing how much I really CAN spend. Bastard.

Yesterday, in case you had not heard, I turned 34. I had a sensational time with my friends, even if we didn’t do anything we actually planned to do. I even let La Dip put makeup on me. I’m cool like that. But, you see, I miss 33 because of the actual number. 35 seems to be a fun number, too. 34… well, its just kind of there. I’ve tried to embrace it and it just looks at me and says, “blah.”

Perhaps, I need a “blah” year.

Perhaps, that is the worst idea ever. Nothing good ever comes from me being blah. E.V.E.R.

I did, however, run into a delightful surprise in the form of another old friend from the Ohio days. The first boy who ever felt me up. Ahhh, memories.

So, anyway, that’s my Monday digest of events. Its Labor Day, and I intend to spend it catching up on work, cutting hair, preparing my eldest baby for middle school (cry) and putting my friend on a plane.

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