Flailing

Not gonna lie to you, blogfriends.  I got nothing tonight.  It’s almost the end of the work week and I just spent 60 minutes at kickboxing class, where a whole can of whoop-ass was opened and used on my head.  And my face.  And my gut.  Lather, rinse repeat, etc.

So now I am enjoying a glass of wine and I have spent the past 10 minutes – prior to starting this blog post – staring at the screen.

But tomorrow night is Art Crawl, so there is indeed blogworthy shizzle in my future!  And then the weekend holds no end of fun, so I’ll be back in full bloggy form – whatever that is – soon.  Just not now.

Now?  I gotta go ice my…everything.  Peace out my peeps.