Aack!

*Headdesk*
*Footwall*

...

*Nurses sore forehead and toe*

...How could this happen?! I thought I was doing well, for once!
Ugh.

Scale was being a vile little creature this morning.
Announced that I lost weight. It's only a half pound, but...but...
I've been eating MORE.

Clearly, 1+1 does not = 2, here.

What am I doing wrong?? Advice/suggestions welcome here.
A nice kick in the booty would be, too.

I'm so disappointed in myself. =/

Well, I made a nice brekkie to kick the day off to a better start after that, anyways.

Constant Comment tea with milk and sugar, Activia yogurt, and an apple strudel.
"Strudel" rhymes with "noodle".
I don't know why I find that so amusing.

The sky finally decided to stop raining buckets, so I caroused around the neighborhood for awhile. Venturing out of my flower-photographing rut, I found one of these little suckers:

Does anyone else get immense satisfaction out of kicking these things?
It's one of my guilty pleasures.
Shh. Don't tell anyone.

Upon return, I discovered that the lovely Fay had tagged me to flaunt my baggage!
No. Not THAT baggage.

THIS baggage. =]

J'adore this purse. Mi madre (French+English+Spanish = Spafrenglish?) bought it for my 16th birthday. This unfortunately means I didn't get a glimpse of the price tag, but I'm guessing well over $100 since it's a Coach purse.
I definitely worked it when Boyfriend and I went job hunting today. (For him. Ain't no way I'm quitting my job with this lousy economy). And I kicked it up a notch with these:

Mah matchin' gangsta shoez.

Soo...I tag these lovely peeps!
Lauren
Emily
Tina

(I apologize if any of you girlies have already been tagged!)

The rules are as follows:
1) Post a picture of whatever bag you are carrying as of late. No, you cannot go up to your closet and pull out that cute little purse you used back before you had kids. I want to know what you carried today or the last time you left the house. No cheating!

2) I want to know how much it cost:) And this is not to judge. This is for entertainment purposes only. So spill it. And if there is a story to go along with how you obtained it, I’d love to hear it.

3) Tag some chicks. And link back to this post so people know why the heck you’re showing everyone your bag.

Hee. So anywho, I lunched after cleaning the house.
(OCD, much? I think so.)
And I actually have a pitchur of lunch today! How exciting!

Toasted cheese and chicken sammy+Nutter Butters+almond milk.
But wait - a Nutter Butter knave hath escapeth!

Oh. Nevermind.
He got dunked. =D

As mentioned earlier, job hunting with Boyfriend took place this afternoon. It was fun, albeit frustrating and tiring. (It would seem that no one on this damned planet is hiring these days.)
However, I re-fueld the Morgan engine with this nummy snacky:

Two organic apple bars with slices of Asian pear.

Unfortunately, the pear had taken a trip down south and had to be disposed of.
The apple bars were still tastay, though.
=]

The rest of the afternoon was spent joyously committed (NOT) to AP English IV homework.
Put me out of my misery. I beg you.

Received a phone call from Mum around 6ish, telling me to get ready to go out for din din.

O.O

I was much affrighted. Restaurants are still foreign, intimidating places for me. And this one was jam-packed with people. Yikes.
But, considering the situation, I think I handled it rather well.

Managed to snag a pic of our starter. I iz sneaky. Hur hur.

Chips with a bajillion different dips that I'm too tired to remember/write down atm.
Just imagine any dip. We had it.

No photo of the main course, but that was equally scrumptious. We had cheese and new potato enchiladas with an artichoke side salad and creamy polenta.

My tummy was very occupied by the end, BUT I still had room for Fro-Yo from across the street!

Vanilla frozen yogurt with raspberries and honey.
Simple. Luscious. Orgasmic.
I think I say that last one too much.

I think I kicked ED in the pooper with this one. Wouldn't you say so?

Wow. I'm tired. And it looks like I wrote a book today. Think it's high time I hit the sack.

I luff you girlies! You all better have a splendifferous V-day!
Or else.
I will come after you with pink balloons and teddy bears.
Don't make me do it.