Blargh to the power of eleventy billion....

Oh. My. God. I cannot TELL you how much I'm looking forward to this Saturday.

(To clarify, for those of you who don't know me IRL: this Saturday is my good friend K-Fizzle's wedding! She's marrying this AWESOME guy, and there'll be a big 'ol party with good friends and booze, etc. etc. There, now you're all caught up :D )

So, yeah. This Saturday = (Good times + Friends + Drinking + Hotel room + Fancy party shoes) - baby... So Sunday morning will probably look a little something like this: sleeping in + greasy breakfast + sore feet + hangover + discussing the poor sleeping habits of my son with VERY TIRED parents. The first 2 things I'm looking very much forward to since I never get either anymore (sleeping in means not waking up until 7:30 and breakfast is always 2 pieces of low-carb toast with cream cheese and a cup of tea with splenda. Yum) but the latter 2, not so much. I'm hoping J doesn't give my parents too much of a hard time, but I'm so happy they've decided to help us out for 1 night.

And the sore feet, while painful and angry, will be totally worth it, because I think I'll look KICK ASS in my pointy slingback stilettoes.

Yeah, that's right. Pointy stilettoes. Take that, toes.