A loverly day

Just got back in after a loverly day (other than twisting my knee and deciding the pants I was wearing need to be retired).

Took the streetcar in with C.Pwr – and realized that I can still do that for my new job, YAY! Holding hands, avoiding the crazies… ah, to be young and in love.

Went to kickboxing, which was awesomeapoweroo, since there were only 3 of us + the instructor. So lots of one on one time. We sparred near the end and… wait for it… I kicked my instructor over. Flat on the ground.
Sweet. I mean, she’s a nice lady and all, but SWEET.

Then a luxurious steam (I love steams), followed by a luxurious shower. Then a luxurious streetcar ride (screw you walking, I’m in the money!) down to lunch with a friend, WHERE the meal I wanted was half off. *happy sigh*.

Then lunch buddy and I, who I will refer to as BadInfluence, did a little shopping.

It has been so long since I suckled at the teat of consumption. But armed with way too much birthday money (thanks you guys) and the knowledge that I have more moula coming my way, I loosened up a little on the pursestrings.

I bought:
– body shop soaps (you’re welcome captain power)
– a dress. Or, as I will be calling it, my Björk dress.
– 2 sweaters. 1 a little more daring than the other…

Now, I think I will have a nap. AHAHAHAHA! Oh yes, and BadInfluence works at the hellhole I used to work, and was a nice reminder of what a big pile of crazy they are… *more happy sighs*