the bullet list

It rained, which is awesome because that means it didn’t snow. Also, the rain kind of washed my car, but I had actually taken my car through the car wash just a few days ago. Mission: Pointless.
I rocked my cobalt boots, but no one noticed. And they were hot. Trust me. I kept checking out my feet all day.

My birthday cake was freaklicious, but I gained two pounds. Lest you think I’m exaggerating, I’m not. I just bought a scale last month.
I hit Kevin with a pillow while I was asleep, but he said he was just glad it wasn’t my fist. I’m a pretty active sleeper. When our bed was against the wall, I would wake up with a headache because I’d sit up in my sleep and, in my disoriented state, would hit my head on the wall. We moved the bed.
My car has a lot of warning lights on, but it’s still running. It was the first car I bought and I worked my ars off to pay it off in less than 2 years. It has over 200,000 miles on it and has a tendency to be kind of loud, but it runs. I’ll take it. (Also, to note, those warning lights have actually been on for over 3 years now. They don’t mean anything.)
Our fridge is empty, but we’re going to my parent’s house for dinner; maybe there will be leftovers? We honestly only have milk, water, tortilla wraps, shredded cheese, eggs, and salad dressing in the fridge. It’s sad. And barren.
I have been drinking over 75 ounces of water every day, but that means I have to pee every other minute. Peeing is a waste of time. Unless I’m trying to waste time, which, in that case, would be a good use of time.
I promised my Pilates class some trivia, but when I gave them the question, I couldn’t remember the answer. Great; so we’re all stumped. Awesome trivia, Emily!