It’s time for another monthly installment of “Erin doesn’t know what to blog about right now so this could get interesting and awkward very quickly..” These are usually the posts that I read 2 years later and think “did I really write that?!” and every time the answer is yes and every time a small morsel of regret creeps in but like most things in my head, I quickly forget about it within 10 seconds and repeat the same mistake over and over again. It’s really a strong skill of mine. 

Anyhow, I’m guessing I shouldn’t start this post out by sharing how I started my period today (especially considering this post is full of white shorts), however I feel like that piece of information is very important to know for when we get to the part in the story about how I literally couldn’t get off the couch last night to go to bed because I wanted to bawl my eyes out without any real explanation at all. I think it went something like Shawn saying “come to bed” and me replying beyond dramatically “I can’t. I’m going to cry” followed up by him saying again “okay, but maybe just come to bed” to which I repeated “I truly can’t move right now or I’m just going to start bawling.” Fortunately 20 seconds later I was fine and off to bed I went. Hormones are so fun and really us women need to remember how blessed we are to have them. Without them men would actually enjoy our company and might think we are even a little bit possible to deal with from time to time and really, how boring would that be? 

Moving on, you know what isn’t boring? Popsicles. I’ve been dying to eat one for hours which resulted in me ordering this because it seemed logical at the time. On the bright side I saved myself a few calories, mostly by reminding myself that a pool float means bikinis and bikinis mean don’t eat the Popsicles. Instead, just lay on them and stuff and casually take photos for Instagram acting like “no I didn’t order this just to take one staged photo of me casually laying on a red, white and blue Popsicle right before the 4th of July because my followers should love it!” DID YOU KNOW PEOPLE DO THAT KIND OF THING? The nerve. I would never. [maybe now would be the time to stop following me on instagram or you may see a photo that sounds eerily similar to what I just wrote about and I feel like that could cause some awkward moments between you and I. okay don’t actually unfollow me or else I’ll have nobody to like my staged photo and that would be such a waste of a pool float].