Confessions~Usher (Volume 12)

I am freaking out because apparently I don’t know my colors. I had this whole conversation with my friends because I thought that an object was pink and two other people whose opinion on color I don’t trust said that it was purple. So I asked people I did trust and one said fuschia and the other said magenta. Both were answers I could totally get on board with, but then I asked if magenta and fuschia were part of the pink family or part of the purple family and they both said purple! So now I am questioning everything I think I know about colors. Back to kindergarten for me!

Earlier this week, I may or may not have realized I was wearing leggings covered in paint AFTER I arrived at work. PRO-FESS-ION-AL!  In retrospect, I may have lost the whole professional vibe simply by wearing leggings, regardless of their state of cleanliness. But whatever. It was a cute outfit.

I ran late for work the other day because I was downloading Hall & Oates songs onto my computer and uploading them onto my iPod so that I could listen to them at work. I needed more Hall & Oates that day like Will Ferrell needed more cowbell. There is no way that is cool.

I have finally started exercising again after a [insert long embarrassing amount of time here] absence. My right hip actually belongs to an 85 year old woman and is seriously displeased with this turn of events. I have been limping like a fool lately. And watching me get out of a chair or bed? Tragedy. But I am the boss and my hip is going to suck it up! I can only assume that these are famous last words and I will be in hospitalized in no time.