Normally, my mind takes a hiatus when I lay in the tanning bed (yes, I still go even after it burnt me up), but tonight it seemed in overdrive. Here are a few things I pondered:
The Biggest Loser - I had really grown to like Helen alot over the season but she grated on my nerves last night. I'm not sure what look she was going for when she sported that pose, but it was just silly looking which is sad because I'm pretty sure she practiced that in the mirror.
Shar at the Gym - ya'll - this lady is a ray of sunshine after I've sweated my bootie off and feel like I just got run over by a bus. After I get ready and start to head out she always gives a super compliment like, "Oh, you look so good in that color!" or "That color shirt really makes your eyes pop!" If I could bottle her up I would make a fortune.
Diet Mtn. Dew (affectionally referred to as DMD) - I'm can't believe I'm saying this but I'm giving it up. Pepsi sponsors some things I don't agree with and I started feeling convicted. It's a huge breakup although I do intend to finish off my last case. But after that, I plan to give my aspartame allegience solely to Diet Coke. (It's kind of like when you know you need to breakup with your boyfriend but you decide to wait till after the prom.)
Will The Closer continue to make my heart happy this season???
Am I gonna have a scar on my arm where I burned the mess out of it with the curling iron this morning? (Thankfully, it wasn't my neck and I don't have a burn hickey like my friend, Kathy.)
What am I going to wear tomorrow?
Clearly, the heat got my brain juices to moving and made a big ol' V8.