nothing really

Today was a good day. In spite of getting very little sleep, then oversleeping, getting pulled over as I sped along the highway to get to work, and almost having it out with a big, bad, Metro bus driver, while trying to pull into the parking garage.  What? It was in the way! Who parks the big ass bus in front of a garage entrance? And during morning rush hour no less!  Yep, in spite of all of that, today was a good day, for a Monday.  How about you kids? What's new? How was your weekend?  This inquiring mind wants to know! I'm nosey like that.  

Saturday night I went with M&M (aka the Three Musketeers) to a mutual friend's birthday party.  It was a swimming party thank God!  I mean, the only comfortable places to be in lately are a swimming pool or the shower.  Serious.  It's a billion degrees here! So anyway, there was plenty of libations, plenty of food, plenty of everything.  Great times were had by all.  Did I mention it was a pool party? It seems I forgot and as I opened the door to go into the house,  I met the floor instead.  It was wet, slippery and WET.  Yes, I fell on my ass slipped.  I slipped hard.  But I was a good sport and even tried to be graceful, holding my arms up  -gymnast style, as I landed on my butt.  Not too many people witnessed this pitiful occurrence.  Those that did, were too out of it to notice or just didn't care.  I regrouped quickly and sprung right back up.  Yes! Clean getaway! Or so I thought, from behind me I heard, "Careful, it's slippery in there!"  The voice of enlightenment came from the party planner himself.  I turned around and glared at him.  Wishing a thousand deaths upon him and his offspring.  Ok, ok, not really, but it sounded good right?  Shrugging off the "Great Fall of Yvonne", I composed myself, smoothed out my dress to make sure I wasn't flashing anyone, and continued on my merry way, into the house.  Sunday morning I awoke to excruciating pain on my right side, my right hip and my butt.  You'd think with all that cushion I have back there, that it would not be hurting so much. But it was.  Meh!  A few pain pills later, I was ready to go.

As you can tell from this post, I really didn't have anything interesting to say.  So I decided to torture you with mindless chatter.  Thanks for playing.

Be good!