One more night

Well two things happened last night.
Pretty Little Liars came back
and so did Ravenswood.

I was instantly reminded how un awesome my hair is, and how amazingly hot Caleb is.
I even follow him on instagram for some man candy.

This little girl is not cute she is creepy as shit.

Anyway. Before it gets too hot in here.
Which is impossible because it's still frickin freezing outside.
Tomorrow night is DATE NIGHT

Such a good show!! Go see it!

My hubs and I need this badly.
We need a night away from the house and some time to reconnect.
My favorite little minion is going to babysit, and since she is about to pop out a little baby of her own I am sucking every ounce of babysitting out of her before.
One thing I hate about cleaning up my diet is going out to eat.
I don't want to stress about what to order or just ordering a saladddddddd....

I also don't want to say FUCK THIS SHIT and eat everything I want just so I can stress about it for the rest of the night and into the next day.

So what do I do?
Fuck if I know.
What I do know is I'm going to enjoy myself which means drinky drinky. Since we are going to my old stomping grounds (Margaritas) I obviously have to relive my college days with a few.

I also know that cheese is my kryptonite and if I want to actually see the show instead of cry in the bathroom I should probably avoid it.
I also know Marg's (when you sacrafic years of your live to work there you get the honor of calling it margs) has a bomb diggity steak and chicken fajita.
HOLLA

On another note Mabel is having her first friend sleep over this weekend and I am stress cleaning the house.
Remind me why I feel like a 4 year old is going to hate me if we have dust on the mantel??

Happy Wednesday BISHES, and if it's super cold where you are I give you permission to day drink. You're welcome.