Insert paragraph ::here:: about being in shock that it's a new year.
Happy First Hump Day of 2016!
My computer autocorrected ^^First to Friday so can I get an amen for where's the weekend?!
I am terrible at making resolutions. If I never make them then I never feel guilty if I don't accomplish them. On that note, I actually think my way of doing things isn't so terrible, it's genius. Just kidding just kidding, kids, goals are good, stay in school and all that. In 2016 I resolve to pass this Pilates test-out in April and become a Pilates beast. Also, can I please be strong enough to do push-ups without my knees down. Please?
I also just spent a few minutes writing down my friends' birthdays in a calendar that is a BIRTHDAY ONLY calendar. This means in 2016 I resolve that every single one of my friends will get a birthday card from me. Handmade. With love. And on time. Okay, I should stop adding on before this gets to be an unachievable resolution...
Remember when I was kinda, sorta weirdly obsessed with everything space related? I had about fifteen astronaut autobiographies on my Amazon wish list, and that Santa. He somehow snuck on my wish list and brought several of those books right to my lap on Christmas morning. Time to let my 100% strange as hell obsession fester even more. Thanks, Santa. You're a real gem of a dude.
Freddie and I recently bought shelves for our patio closet. This is a big deal because when living in small quarters you have to utilize every inch of space available via closets. Our patio closet is about seven feet high so there were a lot of feet not being properly utilized. So shelves! Exciting! The patio closet looks so organized that I kind of think Freddie and I should have our own HGTV show. Except for the producers to look at our organized patio closet they would have to walk through our apartment which is now hosting all the crap that used to be in the closet so.... This is mostly because Freddie thinks my craft box can live in our storage room down the road. How. Insulting. And rude! How can I complete my 2016 resolution of sending everyone handmade birthday cards if my craft box isn't at my beck and call?!
According to the picture above it would seem I also need to organize my craft box....
Freddie. Even though he wants to put my craft box in our storage room.
One of my co-workers informed me that Freddie and I have only had the mediocre Tex Mex food here in Houston. WHAT. Such a travesty. She then told me stories about these handmade tortillas at a place here in Houston that sound so heavenly I have thought of nothing else since Monday (except for the five seconds I thought about Talenti gelato last night when it was on sale on Kroger) (but every other second has been dedicated to sweet tortilla thoughts).