Don’t Call Him a Cowboy…till you’ve seen him ride!

Oh Lawd but we’re going out tonight…seriously getting out of the box. Back to where it all started for gert and I…cowboys! Ye. Fuckin. Haw.

It was a full day at work for me, Mgirl had the day off today lucky duck, and Gert was my personal shopper..bought me a suitably slutty top to wear with the skinny tight jeans….gulp. I just tried it on. Again. and took it off. again. methinks it’s a no go. maybe if I was about 5lbs less, or 5 drinks into the night…but not now. Feels too slutty. (holy crap. when did I become the girl who doesn’t want to feel too slutty???) Have on an appropriate top, black, slinky, shows off the girls enough. got the bright red snake skin boots just ready to put on…buckle up kids. It’s gonna be a night!!

Tomorrow am meeting dad at my house. Showing it to him for the first time, and hopefully my heat and air guy will come take a cookie lookie and give me some estimates. Seige is out of town, so the plumbing stuff will have to take another day. Monday, am going down to the psych hospital to visit my friend who dropped his basket. I talked to him last night for about three minutes. He sounded dead inside. One word, one syllable answers at best. I don’t know if he even really wants to see me. Will keep you updated on that.

alrighty then. that’s it from here. wish me luck. these jeans are needing some attention!!