FIVE on Friday, folks!

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There is less than two hours left of this magnificent day.  Which means....I still have time for FIVE on Friday.  FIVE on Friday is a link-up being hosted by A Liz Adventures, The Good Life, Carolina Charm, and Hello Happiness.  I came across it the other day and after seeing multiple link-ups out there, I decided why not.  Plus, there is less than two hours left of Friday, it isn't as though I have anything truly coherent to put together.

/1./  This Friday I did absolutely nothing Friday related. You know, nothing truly spectacular or worth mentioning.  Actually, I lie.  I made a delicious chicken soup.  It was so delicious I almost ate the entire thing by myself.  Don't worry, I shared with my husband.  I was feeling generous today.  A couple of my friends went out for dinner and I couldn't go.  Why do you ask?  Well, that leads me to number two.

/2./  Tomorrow when the alarm goes off at 5:30 AM I need to get up.  There will be no snooze hitting, no tossing and turning, no five more minutes.  I am sad just thinking about it.  We all know, I am not a morning person.  However, tomorrow I will be walking for hunger.  I will be giving a full update on the event later on in the week (maybe tomorrow, if I am feeling sassy).  Oh, and this girl deserves the biggest bear hug of a lifetime.  She volunteered to walk with me tomorrow.  Amazing.

/3./ For the third weekend in a row I will not be able to wake up, take a shower, put on clean pajamas, and watch aimless television for hours on end.  Do you know how many episodes I am behind on my shows?  We really do need extra hours in our day.  Who can I talk to about that?  I am yet to watch an entire episode of the new Grey's Anatomy season.  That my friends is pathetic.

/4./  Today marks the first day of my favorite month.  November, I simply adore you.  You can my post from last year here.  If I had just one wish.  One wish, it would be to have a New England kind of November.  Dream big, right?  Florida, I believe in you.

/5./  I was going to write something deep and philosophical for number five.  However, right before I started typing the first word in my sentence I hear my husband scream.  Yes, scream.  Apparently, Ziggy Marley is confused.  He is under the impression that our rug is grass.  And, he has made it his little-white-fluffy-haired life's mission to mark his territory.  By marking his territory I mean pooping.  Yes, Ziggy decided to take a poop on the rug.  He isn't even remorseful.  He doesn't even feel bad about.  Which means, it is an early night for the Ziggles.

Good night!  And, hopefully I will see you tomorrow.

xx

(I think I'll do this again)