I saw bridget jones today and now i want to be british more than ever. I could e british and I could drink vodka and have wildly amazing men fall madly in love with me and fight like wusses over me. Hell, I could be depressed every day too!
I had fun today. Katie and Esp and I went to Bridget Jones's Diary (it was fabulous, go see it...now...). Then Esp and I went and got root beer floats and it wasn't very yummy.
Then we went to the park and lay down and played a name game I like to call, "My guy will..." and then you say what your perfect guy will do.
Example: "My guy will pick me wildflowers."
Of course, i'm not going to be able to think of any more. We came up with an hour-long list. It was enjoyable.