What a weekend! Did absolutely nothing on Sunday, I think Valenz outshone me though. As we struggled to wake-up in our first hour at work this morning, recollections of the weekend started to consume our brains. Valenz started to boast about her fabulous international weekend: whom she hung out with, where they went and who they saw. Juggling is her specialty, and I can’t even get a hold on ONE! She quickly states her plans for the week, which nights she has plans and who with. I glance at my phone to see if I have any texts coming in…nothing! Her phone has been blowing up all day, “S called me, J called me” blah blah blah. What is wrong with my skills? She asks how my night went on Saturday with Mr. F., I stare at her, and I have absolutely no idea. Hm….maybe that’s why I can get a handle on one.
Mr. F came out with me on Saturday. Dapper and sophisticated as he always is, I transformed into Ke$ha and yes, did wake up feeling like P. Diddy. I groaned “what on earth happened?” Did I say anything bad, how did we part, and how did I get home? Bits and pieces of the night swirl around. We were having a great time until the last spot. I look at my floor, shoes and money is spread all over the carpet. Yep it was not me that graced the streets that night, I transformed into Ke$ha. I have come to the conclusion that maybe things didn’t end well. For now, I will have to learn from Valenz, she will be teaching me her ways this week. We have something exciting planned for Sunday….stay tuned.
Love COCO
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