Yesterday I went to little blogging get together.
When I say little I mean 50 women in a room with a wall air-conditioner on the hottest day so far this season.
That shit needed to be sponsored by Mum deodorant.
Or at least Stoli.
I had a wonderful time GLOWING with mah biatches
My girl Shae
My love Karen
My crush Nathalie
Scrag fighting with Lori RRSHM and posing for pictures that will no doubt embarrass the ever living fuck outta me for Fi
And getting some awesome swag (well I am assuming cause I haven’t opened the bags since I got home and right now my brain is like Christmas ALL THE TIME even when I open my handbag I am all OMG WHO PUT THAT IN THERE! HUZZAH!)
It seems the blogging Gods were shining down on me all ‘girrrrrrrrl day-um you fat now’ and ensured that I could not eat a damn thing at the brunch cause there was teh evil tuna ALL over the place.
It is like the entire place was designed to make me lose weight. No food and a sauna.
Yet still I managed to be awesome to the power of bacon sprinkled with unicorn tears.
I astound myself too.
Thanks to kids business for allowing me to grace them with my presence. Heh.