Game time!

Happy 4th of July - well, it was almost an hour ago but still! I celebrated this American holiday with family, bbq & wine coolers. If my mother wasn't eyeing me down, I would have knocked back some more drinks but I didn't want to sour the mood. Instead, I stuffed as many smores that would fit into my gob as I could. A family my uncle knew had the three cutest girls. The oldest, ironically named Stephanie, was a pistol. She has had a few boyfriends, texts like mad on her LG VOYAGER, understood what I though were sneaky sexual innuendos and comfortably used the term wing woman. In addition, she has read the Twilight books and she has a twitter. Honestly, the coolest 12 year old I have ever met. Her sisters were cute and if they didn't live so far away, I'd throw my number down to babysit before you could say marshmallow.

But anyway, tonight I decided I need to diet. I need to get back into my Hitler-like gym regimen and cut out all the shit I eat. Especially after this vacation, it's time to get my ass back on track. So to make it interesting - and an all family effort - my mother and sisters have decided to make a little game out of it. In two months, whoever has lost 20lbs or more can win something with a $150 value - gift card, electronic, spa/nail certificates..lalala. those of us who haven't lost that much split the money (there is 4 participants so $50 a person). I think it'll be fun and the more support, the better.

I'm falling asleep but I did want to make a note that Chelsea Handler is a riot and her book was hysterical. I'm going to get her first one, My Horizontal Life, and then if there's money left to be spent, I'll pick up Why Men Love Bitches and LA Candy. I'm sure I had more to say but I'm being hit with a wave of exhaustion. Until tomorrow.