Friday, February 25, 2011

It's 9:30, but a Promise is a Promise



I spaced the 5:00 photo, but I promised myself I would post everyday for a week. This is us at home, before 10pm, and I can hardly keep my eyes open to stay awake (and yes, I am starting to look old).

Tonight was (my sister) Konnie's golden birthday...she's 25 on the 25th, so the fam celebrated with delicious Cold Stone ice cream cake.

Then Paul and I went to a D-League basketball game, which is much more fun than it sounds. There are only a handful of people there, most of whom came because their daughters dressed like pocket-sized 21 year olds at a trashy night club were dancing at half time, so your chances of getting free swag thrown at you are dramatically increased, and you can sit wherever you want...so we always slip in the section clearly labeled "RESERVED," because we don't care bout what no sign say.

2 comments:

Kalli said...

I'm glad I am not the only one who feels signs just don't apply to me, obviously the rules are in place for other people.

jlo said...

Cuz that's how you roll 'yo!