I fell like I was hit by a mack truck. Yesterday just killed me. I had to work my one job for 4 hours (rarely happens), then I worked a wedding last night. That was a good 10.5 hours on my feet. I was the luge shot girl. I wish I was kidding, but I'm not.
The wedding was nice. The groom's cake was a pair of cowboy boots. They looks amazing. Sadly the lights highlighting the cake was too hot and caused one of them to fall. I had just dropped some entrees down and looked it was all over the table in a big pile. YIKES. All was good though. I quickly got a plate to plop it on, then grabbed some napkins to cover the chocolate on the table cloth. Grabbed a BM bouquet put it where the boot was and boom. Looked it was done on purpose.
I'm happy it's raining out. Then I will not feel guilty sitting on he couch watching football al day. The dogs are not fan of rain either, which means they will not bug me for a long walk.
What are you up today?
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