Sooooo…this coming Saturday is the American Heart Association Heart Ball. Due to company sponsorship I have tickets and feel obligated to make an appearance. I know it’s for a good cause, but it starts at 5 (!!) and will be totally Cocialite-y (read: BORING and self-important). Luckily a friend’s husband is throwing her a surprise birthday party that same night so I have a good excuse not to go…but in all actuality I don’t want to go, so I’m not going. See how easy that is?

In other news, I called a goose (gander? I’m not sure how to tell) a douchebag, out loud, for crossing the street in front of my car today. Happy Monday.