Why is it that when life 'seems' to be going good , I feel my worst? I mean, the Universe shoves it to me good, it's worse than getting a damn colon cleansing--okay maybe not, I've never had one of those...

Anyway, so tonight my friend Cherie and I are going to go out for dinner.  We try to do this once a month. We went in the beginning of June an then like 2 weeks ago we were supposed to and I FORGOT! We will probably end up at Applebee's, at the bar, eating an appetizer and drinking martinis. Sounds like a damn good plan!