Some of my friends just took me to Franki's for a belated birthday dinner and after a couple of glasses of Bellagio Chianti and a mouthwatering Ribeye Marsala, I have decided to skip the Metallica tribute band with apologies to Michael and Bobby and Tara and Davie and anyone else I told that I would be there. (I don't think some of them know about this blog but the apology stands.)
Instead I am washing my face, putting on my P.J.'s, opening a bottle of Bulgarian wine Radi gave me for my birthday and catching up the blogs on my sidebar that I have been sorely neglecting. I've never blogged on wine and steroids before, you may (or may not) be in for a treat. Probably, not.
On another note, I just opened my mail and MasterCard is worried about me because I haven't been using my credit card. Isn't that just the sweetest thing? Glad to know someone out there is watching out for me even if it's just an impersonal mega-corporation who wants some of my meager earnings. I promise to do better next month, Auntie MasterCard.
3 comments:
Awwwww, ya pansy! :) You could have killed two birds with one stone: Gone out and had a time worthy of Robert Downey, Jr. circa 1990, AND spent money on your MasterCard. Everyone's happy!
Hmmmm-- Remember Lent though, don't let MasterCard stop you from stopping shopping for Lent 2006 ;)
Aisha
Jen - Genius!!
Aisha - It'll be here before we knot it won't it?
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