I DO WHAT I WANT
I have decided that NaBloPoMo should exclude weekends. Cause I don’t know about you, but my brain kind of abandons me on weekends and it’s not only that I can’t think of anything to write … although that certainly is part of it … it’s that I forget I need to write anything.
Seriously. It’s a problem.
So I am hereby making up my own NaBloPoMo rules. Cause I’m a rebel, I can’t be tamed, I DO WHAT I WANT, etc. etc.
So what did you do this weekend? Me, I cooked. And cleaned. And made s’mores in the microwave, which totally beats making them over a campfire. I watched last week’s Glee. (Oh em geeeeee! You guys! Glee! Kurt! Blaine! The football dude! That boys’ choir! We watched it twice in a row.) I did my sister’s hair and makeup and she hired me as her stylist for eighth grade formal. I went to church. I did some grocery shopping. Oh, and Boyfriend came to see me, so I hugged him, a lot.
I had a good weekend.