I didn't post last night because I was out until an ungodly hour.
That's just pathetic.
Prior to my move to Louisiana, I would frequently stay out until 3 or 4 am. Now, 11:30 pm seems way too late, and just thinking about staying out until almost midnight is exhausting.
My picture is a tribute to the fact that I actually got dressed up to go out on a date with my husband. I wanted to prove to myself that sometimes I can put on a nice shirt, put on makeup, and brush my hair.
Just kidding, I usually brush my hair anyway.
The picture isn't really in focus, and I tried not to make it too emo, but it's still a little emo. However, I like it. It's interesting, probably only to me, though.
As a side note - on our date, a funny thing happened when we were giving the ticket taker our tickets.
I was first to hand my ticket to him, and he looked at me sternly, then looked over at Daniel and asked, "How old are you?"
"28," Daniel replied.
The ticket taker looked me over again and said, "....Ok," and reluctantly let us into the theater.
This is my first experience of my husband being treated as my chaperon at a Rated R movie. I was flabbergasted. I look 16 at the oldest? Are you kidding me?
Daniel found this very funny, I found it very annoying. I know it's flattering to look young, but I do not look 16 years old.
Also - later that night I didn't get carded for an alcoholic beverage. Go figure.