I know you all are just dying to know where I am, what I have been doing and with whom! Right. You might be dying to know all that, if there was the slightest chance that any of the above might have been interesting.

But you know, just as well as I, it wasn't. You know that I wish I could say I have not blogged because I have been drunk into oblivion from knocking back countless shots of tequila with terribly attractive men. Nevertheless, I shall give you a quick weekend recap:

Saturday I made Barbie and accomplices baklava, hung out with aforementioned accomplices and generally did nothing producitive. Wait! I helped my mother move. I was the strongest person there. Yes. Pitiful. Which brings us to Sunday wherein I got to nurse a sore back as well as...

Do makeup for a fashion show. I am sure that would have yeilded quite a few amusing stories if I had actually made it up there. But because I was in my "model-mode" I did not manage to safely make it up there. Though, in my attempts to arrive there I had a reveleation. Driving with my knees, 75 mph, in the rain, trying to fix my hair, fasten my bracelet and put on lipstick, could very well be why I am classified as a high-risk driver.

Since that attempt at productivity was thwarted, I spent the rest of my Sunday... pretty much doing nothing. Until 11:00 whereupon I started vomiting violently throughout the night. Fever. Etc. Blah. Blah. Blah.

All that, brings us through to Monday night, where I have managed to drag my hiney out of bed, clean the bathroom (finially!), do some laundry and clean my room. WooHoo! Very exciting.

So that is where I have been . Terribly exciting I know. But at least you can now rest assured I have not run away with...



Godknowswho.