Well? Where do I start? LOL
We're ending up the first week of 2012 and I gotta tell you, I'm getting nervous about this Zombie Apocolypse.
Last Saturday, I turned 33 and for the first time ever SLEPT through the new year. I feel so violated and gipped every time I say that out loud. As a New Years Eve baby I have NEVER EVER EVER missed the ball dropping. Well? That I can remember, which doesn't say much.
I usually prepare for my birthday shindigs by partying the WHOLE month. That dwindled to a whole week a few years back. Evidently, this year my goal was just to stay alive. This makes me giggle as I reflect on a recent FB conversation:
FB Friend: So what are the plans for the Bday?
Me: Well this will be my first time getting out in forever so I'm making a full day of it. I'm starting off getting my hair done in Georgetown. My girlfriend is going to meet me for a few drinks. Then I'll probably get a little shopping done and I'm going to end the night bowling
*clicks submit*
*scratches head*
Me: Wow, that sounded much more fun in my head
FB Friend: Yeah, you're definitely a mom now.
LOL
Anywho...Zombie Apocolypse. I definitely don't stand a chance. If we were to experience some sort of Resident Evil, 28 Days Later, I Am Legend, Dawn of the Dead type takeover. Me and my family's asses are grass! 11:30pm on NYE I took my newly prescribed spectacles off, struggled to get my 80 year old knees into bed, turned on Dick Clark and evidently slept the year away. :-l
Happy EFFin New Year. I sure hope those Zombies, Polar Shift, and/or rapture can hold off another year. I want a do over.
