I did not freak out the lady who was taking my blood this afternoon by moving my arm (not the arm she had a needle jammed into) in some sort of fashion that she assumed I was going to be sick. I really don't like having blood work done but I have never been sick before. When she was done she said to me "I hope you get the results you are hoping for." I did not cry all the way out of the building.
I did not stay up until 3:30am reading a book that was recommended by my besty. She is amazing at books. It is called Hunger Games by Suzann Collins. I am going to start the next one as soon as I get home from dinner. Dinner at my parents. My dad just called and asked if I would come over for dinner and bring the kids to see him. I did not act like it wasn't already on my agenda for the night. Hee hee.
I did not try on a horizontal navy & white striped shirt that was in a bag of clothes from my besty even though I know stripes aren't the most flattering thing. I did not fall immediately in love with it and actually think it made me look thin.