Becca,

I'm not wearing any make-up today. Do you know what that means? I CAN RUB MY EYES WITHOUT WORRYING ABOUT SMUDGING MY MAKEUP! (side note: originally I spelled it smugging...haha I like that work. I wonder if it's already a word...I'll look it up...dictionary.com says it's not. But smug is a word. Therefore I shall invent a new word right here, right now! Smugging: the act of verbally or non-verbally broadcasting one's confidence in one's own abilities or inclinations. Side note to the side note: that was a long side note)

I had a good Thanksgiving weekend. I did not over eat or stuff myself and the only money I spent the whole weekend was on my slash really your coffee maker, so 9 bucks. I was a very good girl. But not to say that you weren't. I think for the most part your a pretty frugal and wise with your spending Becca, so if you let loose one weekend to treat yourself for all your hard "work" that's okay in my book.

I hate when people call my during my lunch. But to their credit, they probably don't know it's my lunch hour.

I hurt my ankle. I am always hurting something which prevents me from working out to my full extint. I can't help but wonder if it's my brand new shoes that cause my ankle injury. I hope not, I drop 50 big ones on those babies. My ankle wrapped up right now. It's not really bad enough to justify a wrap, but I put on there just to be safe. Plus if makes my foot feel better because the wrap is keeping nice and warm and coozy.

My stomach's growling but I'm trying to wait until noon to eat so I'm not as tempted to eat a snack halfway through the day. SHUT UP STOMACH!

Megan's out today because her grandma took a turn for the worse yesterday, as you know. Please be keeping her in your prayers. I'm concerned about her because she's had a hard year.

I saw Due Date with my family Saturday night. I didn't want to see it but Unstoppable (THE TRAIN MOVIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) was sold out. I wouldn't recommend it. It wasn't that great.

Guess what I'm doing right now... I am so great at everything because I have talent oozing out of my pores. I am the best there ever was and I am confident in all my inclinations and things I'm good at.

My pinky is cold. My my whole hand, not my pinky and a couple other fingers, just my pinky.

I think it should be spelled pinkie. It looks cuter spelled like that.

I'm pretty sure about half the sentences in this post end on a preposition. Sorry Rachael and all the other english majors out there.

Catch Ya On The Flip Side,
Rachel