I got majorly busted today. I was Hobby Lobby-hunting with my new friend on base (yes, I can make friends and play well with others, regardless of what Mrs. Hurt thought) when she pointed out that I failed to add "made friends" to my list on Tuesday. Sooooooo.....let me fix that ASAP.Number of friends made on base: 3 (It could have been 4, but I think I'm too fragile to be her friend).
I don't have blog names for them yet...I don't know them well enough. Although, if I was pressed to give them ones today, I would probably use The SunDevil (she is the wicked influence that whispers in my ear to ditch my daily responsibilities and lounge under the Georgian rays), Dane Cook's baby daddy (due to the fact that Dane Cook is going to have her babies...don't ask. We are all confused...), and Yaz (because she has 3 kids under the age of 5 and that is its own special brand of birth control. I seriously came home after meeting her and called Neal to say, "you know how we talked about having 3 kids? I would like to change my vote." I don't know how she does it. It's just a big pot of awesome to watch.)
I'm terribly sorry I left them off of the list. They like to scrapbook, say naughty things, and shop. I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
On an unrelated note, is it just me or does Al Gore sort of look like...someone??
Huh...yeah...weird...
