to do girly girl things.
I love my men,but if I'm not careful they will suck every amount of available girliness out of me.
Case in point...one of the boys burped REALLY loudly at the breakfast table this morning. Which prompted the other to join in. Hilarity ensued and did I do anything to stop it? No.I.did.not.
As a matter of fact....I was laughing so hard I almost spit my coffee out.
So to counter the raging cyclone of testostreone that was rolling through my house, I went and got a manicure and eyebrow wax.
Party tonight, new slinky red velevt dress.
Now I'm off to get my hair washed and set.
Sometimes....it's good to be the queen!
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