21 days to a habit

or so they say. 21 days to make, or break, a habit. i am trying to make one - i have to get back into my running clothes and go out for longer than 20 minutes once a week. for shame! to think i once called myself a runner. to be honest, i was only ever a jogger. i aspire (to return) to jogger status.

gorgeous day here in the district. i went to a lovely surprise 30th bday party for my friend's fiance, then went to work for 2 hours to work on a party my friend susan and i are planning. ok, she's planning. i am just offering advice now, and then i get the fun fun task of handing out palm cards at all of the local gay girl events. any excuse to go out! it's pretty cool, we are going to have it at halo, an uber-swanky upscale gay boy establishment. J created the name: angels at halo. sooooo cute! if i knew how to make links (like all of my bloggin' friends know), i'd give you a link to the club. but alas, i must force you to copy and paste it yourself: www.theartoflounge.com and yes, joe, i'd appreciate the tutorial. RTFM, right? well the manual is too hard to read while i am posting. so there.

cookies in the oven for my siiiiister's bday! tomorrow i think i am going to attempt white cupcakes for sandra's bday but i need to figure out the best way to ship cupcakes. plus i don't yet have a kitchenaid mixer (ARE YOU LISTENING JESSICA?) so it's going to be hard to get those egg whites *just so* for white cupcakes.

lucas and emmett are cuddling and sleeping together, right next to me. although the vet said not to worry about it, lucas snores. i mean loud, homer simpson snores. it wakes me up some nights. that's not right for a 9.7lb kitty. being the nervous mom i am, i wake him up when he snores, which cuts into his precious sleep and what will the long term affects be? oh my, em is having a dream. his whiskies are twitching like crazy, and his nose! i love my baby kitties. aw.