This Sh!* Is Bananas
What up, boos! I hope your Thursdays are going swimmingly! Can’t you taste the weekend? I can and I love it.
So last night, as I was eating leftover Chinese at 12:30am, I cracked open a cookie the most ridiculous fortune ever. It said something along the lines of:
You will find a happy life in matrimony.
My response: That sh!* is bananas (b.a.n.a.n.a.s.). I believe in signs and all that, but I will choose to ignore this one. Cuz I ain’t no holla back girl. (That didn’t make any sense. Sometimes I don’t even know where I’m going with these words.)
While pondering the ridiculousness of that fortune, I was also rocking my banana pants. Haven’t seen them?
The story behind these pants can be found here, but to make a long story short, I bought them in 2008 when I was in Miami, auditioning for America’s Next Top Model. Clearly, that did not go well. Or maybe, it went perfectly because instead of becoming a semi-reality television persona, I have become le SnackFace.
I hadn’t worn the pants in a year, so I was pumped they still fit:
They are a sweet potato away from not fitting, though. Whatevs.
Wednesday evening consisted of me getting dressed in the above ‘fit, rolling over to Muffin’s, lounging in her bed, eating pretzel crisps and sipping vino. College and life, you are beautiful. A few hours later, I headed over to Manfriend’s for Mad Men, season three, disc one. It was marvelous.
This morning I rushed around mi casa and threw together the first thing that came to mind:
As delicious as the PB+J+B sandwich was, I am currently starving for lunch. That’s bananas! (Are you sick of that yet?) It did not keep me full for long at all!
Another thing that’s been going bananas as of late has been my chin. It has been doing some funky things that neither MamaJ nor I have ever spied on my (snack) face. That means I am back on Proactiv:
Feels like home.
Anyway, sweet petunias, I am running off to meet Muffin for lunchoni. Have a FABULOUS afternoon! 🙂
Ciao for now,
QUESTIONS: When is it time to let go of an item of clothing that simply doesn’t fit anymore? (I am in denial.) AND Where is Gwen Stefani? I need to stop referencing songs that aren’t fresh.
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