Excuse me, my wine glass is empty......

Has it really been a month since I have blogged?  YIKES.  Sorry Mom.  And Daddy, apparently.  Knowing that my parents read this blog severely limits my topical abilities.  So I'll just talk about doing the dishes and going to church.  Cause I do those.  I won't mention that I drank a bottle of Sangria for dinner yesterday.  In my defense, there was also Nutella involved.  That's healthy, according to the lady in the commercial.

Jealous much?

But I will write about my new favorite thing.  The Swiffer Vac.  Did I just say that?  Gross.  Is this what my life has come to that the most exciting thing in my life is a Swiffer Vac?  This is just another notch in my belt on my quest to be the most geriatric 28-year old on the planet.  Is there a Guinness World Record for that?  I think I meet the requirements.  Go to bed at 9 pm? Check.  Spend my Friday nights doing dusting my china cabinet?  Absolutely.  Mentally admonish teenagers for their loud rock music and too baggy pants?  If by mentally you mean out loud to yourself in the car, then YES.  The world is just going to hell in a handbasket.

Excuse me, it's almost 10 pm and I need to go yell at the 85-year old man next door because his bridge party is getting A LITTLE TOO ROWDY, SIR.