Mmmm, donuts

In honor of National Donut Day (?!), I will be driving in small circles on someone's lawn. You're welcome.

I'm totally wearing camo to this.

Um, this should be interesting. Or hospitalizing. Signed up for 6 Crossfit:Underworld classes through Groupon. (Why they have to add the "Underworld" part is beyond me - I'm sure it will be scary enough as it is.) Apparently it's some sort of Navy SEALS training/fitness/nightmare. And tonight is our first class. If there's no post on Monday, I'm probably still hanging from the pull-up bar, trying to complete one pathetic pull-up. Sigh.

ReDIRKulous

Yay for super tall Germans. Go Mavs.

I have my first celebrity Twitter follower!

Why, I have no idea, but Alex McCord from Real Housewives of New York is following me on Twitter. Which really puts the pressure on to come up with something witty. Damn you, celebrities.

Hi, I'm Sarah...

...and my Facebook posts make me seem like an alcoholic. (Everyone: "Hi, Sarah.")

Seriously - the last like 3 posts have contained photos of various alcoholic beverages. That can't be good. Would it help if I said they were just there for artistic effect? Which isn't true, but would that help?

Whatever. It's mimosa time.

Here's hoping they serve peanut butter and banana sandwiches

Going to a screening of Blue Hawaii tonight, complete with dinner by Top Chef's Tre Wilcox. Doubt he'll serve a hunka hunka burnin' cheese, but wouldn't that be awesome?

Murphy's Law

Whenever I make a dermatologist appointment, my skin is god-awful. And by the time I actually HAVE the appointment, it's all clear. Like today. I know he thinks I'm lying. Probably thinks I just want the drugs. Which I do. But I need them, doc. Swear.