
I was looking at Quinceanera stuff today for some reason. Why? No clue.
Rosa's embarrassing story for the day:
Last winter during ski season we flew to a interior village for races, and as I was exiting the plane, my feet flew out from under me and I fell on my butt. There was a whole group of people from a village there that saw me. Smoooooooooooooth. Who needs first steps in new places when you can have first falls?! Ohdear.
So I have my drivers test Thursday! I am pretty nervous. I mean, I know I can do it and stuff, but I am afraid to hope too much for it just in case I don't pass. You know? Keep my disappointment to a minimum.
So tomorrow I'm going to put a band-aid on my butt and be a "pain in the butt."
BAM. 25 girly push ups and two sets of planks just cause? In addition to an hour and a half of running and climbing and squats and sit ups. BEAST, finally. I lost my drive for a while...
Yup. That is indeed a unicorn tattoo. It GLOWS IN THE DARK.
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