So last night we go to the Hawks vs. Mavs game and it was fun and interesting. We had more adult beverages which I always enjoy of course. We had some bomb ass fries and a interesting grilled chicken sandwich. I ended up throwing half a beer away because my wonderful husband thought I couldn't take it in the smoking area. Well he was wrong and I think he was miffed at me for a minute but I think he got over quick cuz hell it was his fault and he knows I don't guzzle beer I don't give a damn what it is for. But oh well, next time we will know huh.
We took a couple of pictures there. I had to get a couple with me and my tall drink. Then we had to get another one of us at the game. Of course it looked as if we didn't belong there because we had on our Mavs shirts instead of our usual Hawks stuff. There were a few Mavs fans there so we weren't alone by any means but it sure would have been better if Dallas won instead of losing but oh well. Hopefully that means the Playoffs will be in my future. I'm not all that into basketball but going is so much fun. Hopefully we will be able to get Lakers tickets and club access at that because I want to be at that game so bad. Now I think that game would be really fun. We enjoyed ourselves last night and then they announce T.O. aka Terrell Owens is in the joint and he was and he was right near us. I got a few shots that say Hi I'm T.O. but we couldn't get a complete full frontal or even a hand shake because he walked out the opposite way from where we were, grrrrrrrrr, that just blows but oh well. We got to at least see him up close but from a far, lol. Omie is happy. I got him a few shots and carrying on. Too bad T.O. won't be with the Cowboys anymore so there goes my chances of ever going to a Dallas Cowboys game again. I've only been to one in my entire life.
I'm feeling mighty cute and fat today. Oh God, I need to lose this weight I've been gaining. We both agreed we are getting bigger by the minute and I guess it is all because we are happy but damn we must be overjoyed cuz we are blowing up. I'm in my size 12 jeans and they are screaming. I can't and I refuse to get back up to the 16/18 I was wearing. That was 2-4sizes ago. I'm going to try and hit my fat smash back up and see what I can make happen with that. I need to do a detox something serious and I think it will also help Omie to but he says him eating pasta at lunch is what's working for him. Hopefully tonight he will actually go walking with me instead of lay around and sit around and eat we usually do. I think I can get him off his rumpus for it. I don't know what we are going to do with Ms. Pooch. I don't know if we are going to take her with us or leave her so we can get a good walk in. I'm sure we'll take her with us but we'll see tonight.
However at lunch I do see Sonic in my future. Or I don't know it might be Quiznos, OH!! OH!! Wait!! Wait!! I'm going to Publix for lunch so I better get to looking up an address or asking Mr. Gary, my co-worker, where it is cuz that is where I am going I remember now. I can't wait to finally see what their food is like and I can't believe I can't wait like this, this is silly. All the times I've eaten with Omie and we had never even thought about going there. What I do miss is having lunch with my honey. I miss seeing him in the middle of the day to have lunch and just chat or not chat. It's not fair, I want to have lunch again with my husband.
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