It's Friday, bitches

I heart Fridays. Especially Friday's that have my boss on vacation because those Friday's mean I wear jeans and lovely sparkly flip-flops to work.

And there's not a damn thing she can do about it. Tee-hee.

For some reason I woke up in one heck of a good mood today. Last night at work I was wound up too and I'm not sure if it's the prospect of actually having a weekend (off tonight and tomorrow) or getting to have a girls night with an old friend that's causing the giddiness.

Probably a touch of both.

It seems as if New Guy has faded completely from the picture. And really, I'm o.k. with that. Maybe at some point we can get to the friends stage (I hope so because his friends are freaking great) but until then, I'll just keep my distance. It's appropriate. Besides, next week is my friend Anne's wedding extravaganza and I'm looking forward to an open bar and potential hotties (according to her) in the wedding party. Who knows.

Let's just say I'm up for anything.