in celebration of me being a big girl about it, and starting chemotherapy,....blair took me to my favorite japanesse resturant in dallas, nobu

sometimes i wish i could just swim around in a bug tub of their sea weed salad

we spent the day shopping for new dresses to wear to my father's wedding this weekend,....and while paying for mine, i had to hunt for my wallet in the huge purse i'm insisting on carring these days
the sales lady gave me the 'youre kiddin me right' as i layed a small mint green leather covered bible, a purple sparkly cork screw, and a pair of wire cutters on the counter to further investigate the contense of my purse,....

WHAT? a girl needs all those things right?

shoes,....then we needed shoes,....blair's size 11 foot is hard to put a decent, feminine shoe on,.....after trapseing to 7 different stores i finally took my east texan, home schooled, virgin friend to the homosexual section of dallas,......its a known fact that you can always find beautiful larger shoes where the drag queens shop,...i know this because i went their a glitter phase myself

then we headed to nobu,......which ofcourse was packed,.....we, ofcourse, were underdressed, loud, and already drunk (if you pour your booze into a starbucks cup, or a coke can, you can drink all around the city, without anyone glaceing at you twice)

so drunk, that when we left we could not get out of the parking garage,......neither one of us had cash, the cc thingy was broke,.....we called brook, blair's sister to bring us cash,...which the machine still would not take,....and after 45 minutes and a 12 car pile up, i mashed the security button for the sixth time and told them if they didnt let us out i was gonna burn that mother down,.......at that time, the arm magically raised and unleashed us on downtown dallas

THANK YOU