Last night I went to be at 8:00pm (not on purpose, I laid down to rest and woke up at 10:40). Skipped out of bed to join the dater at Mini's for some French Toast and bacon and headed back to sleep at 12:30am.

I am, by no means, an example of chic urban living. But I promise all of that will change this weekend. I plan on hunting down denim, eating out, and cuddling with art.

Stay tuned...