Young, broke & fabulous.

Realllllllllllly sick. A flu, or a cold, or a ‘whatever kind of infection type diagnosed condition’ is going around at the moment, has kicked my ass and kept me hidden inside away from humanity this weekend.

It’s been cold and rainy though, so it’s kind of worked well, you know? Like if I was going to stay inside any weekend reading smut* it would be the cold and rainy one. Yesterday, during a rain free period, I put on my new hat (from Sportsgirl), put some pants other than trackies on, washed my face and took my sick sorry self for a walk around the block so Rigby could get some fresh air (instead of staring at me on the couch looking bored for another hour).

I can’t say the walk did me any good, because I don’t really remember it in my sick loopy state, but Rigby left me alone for the rest of the day and I got to wear my lovely new hat. Plus Rick told me he thought I looked nice in the picture, which is always nice to hear when you feel (and sound) like you’ve been kicked in the nose.

I hope everyone else had a nice weekend, and did something other than blow their nose. I’m off to watch The Adventures of Tin Tin, I hope it’s worth it. This movie really isn’t my forte normally.

*I’m reading the Fifty Shades of Grey novels, second book in. Just. Woah, okay? Like this is some pure kinky secret fantasy type filth I am reading. The author needs to get laid.

On Saturday Morning the girls and I had a fabulous hat brunch. It was called a Fabulous Hat Brunch because you could only attend the brunch if you wore a fabulous hat (I’m all about being fabulous lately).

The food was delicious (duh, it was all breakfast foods…) and everyone looked fabulous in their hats. Even Rigby got in on the fun!

Even though I love planning little days like this, and setting up cute table decor with fresh flowers, and everything I plan always having a “theme” to match, I do have to thank my lovely friends for going along with it and getting as excited as I do. I’m pretty lucky that they love me enough to go and buy fabulous hats because I told them all they weren’t allowed inside if they didn’t.

When we are old and boring and can’t get out of our recliner chairs, at least we can remember back when we were young and recall how fabulous we were every weekend :)

(P.S - I could probably say fabulous a few more times if I wanted but it might be overkill.)