Because over sharings fun!

I have a 3 day weekend and have done nothing thus far to take advantage of this fact.
It's Saturday night and I have zero intentions of going out which I suppose wouldn't be entirely lame if it weren't for the fact that I did not make it out last night either. Either.... that word has two official pronunciations according to dictionary.com which I just checked:  /ˈiðər, ˈaɪðər/ Show Spelled Pronunciation [ee-ther, ahy-ther] I perfer saying the second pronunciation because it sounds happier, though I always go back and forth on the two inexplicably. This bothers me greatly, I should be streamlined in my speech choices ha...ok sorry that was a boring comment but I live on dictionary.com because of my horrible spelling skills.
OK so I didn't feel like going out Friday night b/c it was so over the top frigid outside and I can't bare getting all dressed up 2 go out at night if I know I'm just going to be wearing a coat all night, and then if I ever get hot and need to take off the coat I have to carry around some big stupid (though most likely very stylish) coat with me which will bother me and prevent me from feeling footloose and fancy free. Plus after some very in depth thrift store shopping followed by an early pasta dinner I was ZONKED and had no energy.
So Jesse and I watched the history channel show about sex during the civil war (strange but intriguing none the less) amongst other things and drank...somehow I ended up about killing my 1.5 Litter wine bottle...not a good idea, I think I just got excited b/c I saw onDemand had some old school episodes of one tree hill (never watched it originally but recently I've become addicted... Sophia Bush is my latest girl crush) and I lost track about how much I was imbibing...so eventually I make it to bed and pass out.

Flash forward to this morning I roll over to a towel and trash can on the floor...classy. Apparently I got sick in the middle of the night and Jesse being the good bf cleaned it up and set me up w/ some back up (trash can) woops. I throw up from staying in and watching the history channel and one tree hill? ha So now tonight I can't even entertain the idea of drinking let alone being around anyone drinking as a result of my lame-borderline alcoholic like actions last night. Whatevs. I'd say I'll just go out tomorrow night (since there's no escuela on monday) but alas Tuscaloosa has no alcohol sales on Sunday.

None of this really is too much of a waste though b/c I still had fun! Todays recovery was watching tv and eating the rest of the peanut butter fudge I had made from the other day. And I got to spend quality time with my needy children, Pablo Picasso Escobar and Sebastian Mozart (they are cats...not human children, and no I'm not a crazy cat lady I just have a problem with wanting to rescue and take in every pet that crosses my path) OH and I downloaded random music while watching almost the entire 2nd season of Secret Diary of a Call Girl (on showtime) ...which hasn't even been aired in the US yet! Season 2 premier here is like tomorrow maybe but it's British and has already been played there so I found it online woooooooooooooooo

hello no one!

It's Friday evening and instead of getting ready for the night ahead I have become side tracked by the random desire of creating my first blog. Wooooo this is already exciting-ish. Do I need complete sentences to blog? How often should one blog? Will this become an addiction? Since no one reads this I guess I'll never get the answers to my questions ah well I guess I'll get to blogging then...

I cut my own hair this morning, like hard-core-style, just wanted to trim my front pieces a bit to get back the side swept long bang. Alas my first snip was wayyy short so now I have actual bangs, which I'm contemplating attempting to rock tonight. I can still pin them back but my hair will never be the same...especially since once I was done creating bangs I thought the rest of my hair was too long, so I cut off a bunch at the bottom, now Jesse (the boyfriend) thinks I look like a blond Cleopatra. NOT what I wanted, but fitting since I was Cleopatra for Halloween (with a wig mind you).

OK so my first entry was about hair I feel self absorbed and boring

Second self absorbed comment...I MET SOMEONE WHO SPELLS HER NAME THE SAME AS ME TODAY

That has never happened to me in my entire life...there are a lot of ways to spell my name and in all my days I have never come across an actual person who posses the same spelling, I've heard they existed, but never thought I'd meet one.

I tan (unhealthy and stupid i know) and today at the tanning bed I heard the girl in line next to me spell her name like mine at the same-ish time (perhaps a letter or two ahead) as me spelling mine out to the employees (so they could look up our accounts yadada boring) So Maeghan number 2 (the other girl) turns to me and asks me to spell it again, I do, and she confirms we spell it the same way

we had a MOMENT

Maeghan number 2 told me she'd never met another Maeghan either, in her ENTIRE life...then we continued staring at each other in awkward amazement (while holding up the tanning line) and then in an attempt to end the moment I wished her a happy tanning experience and she told me the same and we parted ways

I wish we had been given more time to chat so I could know her more...seriously....i felt a strange bond and I'll probably never meet another Maeghan again...tear

OH and incase there's any confusion the title of this webpage thing is a play on words b/c I love wine, so it's like always wine time and yet I may whine on this blog so it's a play on words..woooo ok I'm gunna go get ready to go out and such...(and probably have some winnnneeee)