Peachy with a side of Mondays

I'm pretty sure I wasn't the only one who woke up this morning and wondered if I was in the movie "Groundhog Day".

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Mostly because it felt like Monday came twice this week.

This thought kept happening over and over again today.

But then, I would remind myself that it was not, in fact, Monday, and Friday was right around the corner! Things got real peachy then!

So in a sense, we really get two Fridays!

I was superrrrrr happy about that thought.

But not quite as happy as I was Tuesday night.

Mostly because I didn't have to work the next day.

Mostly because husband didn't have to work the next day.

And mostly because I had a hotttttt date that night {husband}.

We got real crazy and stayed up past 9:30 {pm, that is}!

We had been hearing so much about this thing called Night Life that we figured we should try it out for ourselves.

We did.

It was pretty good. Mostly because we had awesome company. And mostly because we saw the new Spiderman movie. 

Not even going to lie, I couldn't figure out if I had more of a crush on the guy playing Spiderman or Emma Stone. It was darn good!

She's so great! Classically great. I may be in love with her.

But I have come to the conclusion that I like early mornings much more than late nights.

I'm officially a senior citizen.

Does that mean I get a discount now??

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Oh hey, remember when I told you about how brave husband and I were trying something new? Oh yeah....we're cray-cray!

Well I told him I have a new life motto. It's called "Don't knock it before you try it."

I figured this was a much better motto than my last one, which was "Say I'll never do things and then end up doing them."

Like.......

Say I'll never have a long distance relationship......then date and marry a boy that lives 1,500 miles away.

Say I'll never move to Oklahoma.....then hear that song played at every major event while I live in Oklahoma.

Say I'll never move in with my in-laws.....then wake up to Matt's parents' smiling faces every morning.

I think you get the idea.

I either needed a new motto, or just needed to start saying that I'll never do things that I actually want to do.

I chose the former. I'm far too afraid of saying "never" anymore.

In honor of that new motto, I tried something that I told a dear deary of mine, was disgusting.

This dear, who shall remain nameless, had a habit of peeing in the shower.

Yes, you read me right.

Peeing in the place where you're supposed to be getting clean.

{And she wondered why I wore flip flops in public showers??}

I know, I'm totally grossed out writing this.

But you're about to be more grossed out by what I did.

I, Marcie, a confessed germaphobe, did the unsanitary.

I she-sheed in a place that only should be welcoming only soap and fruity shower essence.

I peed in the shower.

And it was disgusting.

Mostly because you're peeing on yourself {what I wouldn't give to be able to have some kind of aim}.

And mostly because the steam in the shower makes everything smell like urine.

But don't worry.

I bleached the bejevees out of that shower.

Because that was a disgusting idea.

But I'm only allowed to knock it, because I tried it.

So, my nameless dear, I will never understand your justification of this action.

But I do applaud you for your bravery.

So now it's your turn.....what have you been illegally "knocking" without first trying?? 

Confess!!!

I leave you with these beautiful {blurry iphone} pictures of fireworks from last night.

Because baby, you're a firework!