Have you ever worn an outfit and throughout the day, all it did was want to get dirty? What I mean is, I wore my gray skirt suit today. In the car ride to work, I dripped some coffee on my skirt. Luckily, I was able to blot it before it stained. Coming back from my meeting, I stupidly placed my eZpass device on my lap. When I grabbed it to point it at the toll, I noticed it left a brown stain on my skirt. I guess it was from the coffee earlier. Just now, I threw off my skirt and replaced it with a pair of shorts. You’d think it would be safe now, wouldn’t you? Nope. You see, I didn’t hang it up, I just tossed it on my bed. I sat down near the skirt and the beer bottle in my hand just TIPPED over spilling beer all over the skirt. Can we all say, DRY CLEANERS?

Speaking of clothing, Rob looked so nice on Saturday. He wore the black t-shirt I picked out for him at Sears last year and he paired it with olive cargo pants. I felt so lucky sitting next to him at the restaurant with his friends. I was pretty sure all the other girls wished their boyfriends had pompadours and hairy chests.

I am trying desperately to plan a mini vacation. My main problem is time is getting away from me. I took Thursday and Friday off and I am hoping there are hotel rooms available those days. I am thinking about going to a little town in Maryland. It’s close enough yet far enough too. I have no desire to do anything. All I want to do is sit on the dock on the bay… sittin’ in the mornin’ sun, I’ll be sittin’ when the evenin’ come, watching the ships roll in, and then I watch ’em roll away again… Get the idea?