To your inner thigh when you, literally, least expect it.

Saturday was a long, long day.

We got up way too early to get flowers at the farmer’s market and then go for a run.

Then I spent the rest of the morning baking and prepping dinner for the wedding photo posse.

Then we set up and shot wedding photos for 6 hours.

In five different locations around town.

All in the midst of a Saharan dust storm.

By the time we all got back to the house, we were dead…

On Sunday, I had a peopling hangover.

And my legs were wrecked from running Saturday morning.

So mostly I just hid from people and worked on preserving our “wedding” flowers in resin.

With moderate success in both.

I also had so many leftover mini quiche throughout the day that you wouldn’t have wanted to be around me anyway.

All those egg farts had to go somewhere…

Overall it was a good rest day.

And we are back to Monday.

This is gonna be a short week.

For one there’s only two days left in June and then I work the first two days of July.

Then I have Friday off because it’s the observance of Independence Day?

Having holidays off is still weird for me.

Especially days when it’s not actually a holiday, but since the holiday falls on a weekend, we take off the day before in observance of the holiday.

I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to that.

It’s probably because I like going to work.

All right.

Time to get busy getting this work week over with.

I’ve got a shitload of certifications to earn before the end of Thursday.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC