I love when life decides to throw in a surprise.

My life is honestly, amazing.

I'm finally back down to single digits in pant size. I went blonde (I've always been a brunette). This past weekend, I got to spend some amazing time with my girls, and we drank until we were all having problems standing up. It was phenomenal.

Also . . . I met a guy. :)

We've been talking a lot, texting constantly, and though we have yet to set a day for our first date . . . I'm incredibly hopeful. So far, I've talked to him once a night, for three nights straight (I was a weeeee (okay, very) bit drunk for one of them). He told me he likes talking to me.

He lives a bit away, but I'm not worried about it. I have hope. And that's all that matters. :)