My life should be a reality show.
You are probably laughing right now, but I’ve got 5 honest (made up) reasons that sound amazing in justifying why I need a film crew following me at all times.
Forgive me for all the pictures, they prove my point.
1. I’m fancy, as in I drink champagne on Friday nights for the hell of it.
Ok, not really – I had a groupon to Simply Fondue. Have you been? If not, make reservations and go. The owner was ridiculously nice and mentioned that they have a ladies night. We made sure to take in the sweet ambiance and I have big plans to head back there. So because we had a groupon, Marcie and I decided to indulge and drink the bubbles. Don’t worry, neither of us had to work on Saturday.
2. My mornings consist of sipping on gourmet coffee in my soft robe, chatting about how beautiful life is.
Ok, that is a stretch. David made me coffee and put in my favorite mug because I was brooding that his insane work schedule was making him miss the grand finale of Sevitember. HE HAS TO WORK THE ENTIRE LAST WEEKEND OF SEVITEMBER. Cue the sad music. At this point, I was ready to crawl back into bed and forget about the rest of the month. Alas, I enjoy my life too much to wallow away in self-pity.
3. I surround myself in pretty and hilarious people.
Pretty people deserved to be looked at. Not only are we pretty, we pretty inappropriate. Which translates to I don’t have an ounce of shame. Case in point, I went to a birthday party this weekend and told the birthday guy that I didn’t get him a gift, because I’m a gift in itself. Conceited much?!? No, just telling the truth. I even managed to win a ruthless game of Cards Against Humanity!
4. My housewife skills are on point.
I managed to get two meals prepped and out of the house with donuts in tow to visit my sweet work wifey and her husband. I held baby and set them up with two ready to go meals for the week. All they need to do is pop them in the oven or crock pot. It’s essential that a true housewife has her cooking skills on point. Granted, I barely cook in my kitchen….I leave that to David.
5. Kid free is the way to be.
I don’t have any kids, so I can easily have film crews follow me around to the most inappropriate places. At the same time, if you need a little baby love to tug at your heart strings…I’ve got you covered. Spent a lot of time around all of my favorite kids this weekend and was able to snag this sweet shot.
How precious are they?!? Don’t let this picture fool you though, they had just ran amuck in my mother’s house chasing each other and screaming over the same damn toy.
Basically solidified my fear in having children of my own. Who wants a 24/7 tornado running all around their home?!?
So who is ready to make this happen? I’ve even got a title ready to go….
The Good Life with Sevi
Yeah, that’s Sevi with an I because Y is for Basic Bitches.