yea, i still got it

this entry is way over due. i've been tumbling around in the mess that's called my life. it has drained every last ounce of energy that i have. but i'm taking it back!

last weekend, we [as in my cousin s, her boyfriend and i] celebrated a coming of age celebration for x-tina. well, i watched as she celebrated her coming of age. being the hag that i now am, i spent most of my night making sure x-tina didn't drink herself into a coma, down any dangerous mixes or offend any gang-bangers. the rest of the night, i acted as a referee. in the end, i still had a good time.

i must agree with the words of a fellow blogger, "i am married not buried"!

yea, i was at the club. yea, i took a couple shots with the bartender. yea, i was scantily dressed. yea, i'm married. and?! marriage doesn't = the end of your personal life. i don't make out or go home with random guys [anymore]. each time a guy tried to take it "there" [cue t-pain], i had to break the news. yes, i am married. off the market. keep your drink and don't ask for my number. their jaws dropped. you're married?! it's like you have ebola.

anyway, my husband and i still have our own lives. of course, it's minimal but i think it helps us to preserve our individuality.