The Catherinette Chronicles

Tell me that’s not one of the biggest freaking rocks that you’vever seen? How could I possibly turn something like that down? The second I saw it, I knew that it belonged on my finger.

So I went ahead and asked my girlfriend to let me borrow it for a little while. A little while turned into 4 hours. Yeah, that’s not my ring-though I wish it were.

My girlfriend convinced her husband to upgrade her ring. As the both of them live in the manner to which I would like to be accustomed, he had plenty of dough to accomodate her request. I’ve already asked them if they would be willing to adopt me. Her husband offered to do a little “Big Love” arrangement. I’m going to be wife number 2. That’s fine with me. I don’t freaking care as long as there’s a ring like that on my finger.

So, in additon to saying “yes” to borrowing my friend’s ring while at her house this afternoon, there were a few other things I said “yes” to:

• Drinking 5 margaritas, and 2 other drinks. Mmm…nothing like going swimming when you’re hammered.
• Doing a back dive off the diving board. This turned into a belly flop. So hot.
• Losing my shoe and sunglasses. How does one manage to lose a god damned shoe at someone’s house? I’ll tell you how: by drinking 5 margaritas and 2 other drinks.
• Doing a face plant into a rose bush. So graceful. Especially the part when I hit my face on the railing of the diving board first. I have the biggest bruise on my left hip right now. Gee, too bad no one is going to see me naked to admire it.
• Did I mention I had 5 margaritas and 2 drinks?