Tomorrow is Matt's 25th birthday. I have some great things lined up: disc golfing after we both get off work, an ice cream cake with Reese's mixed in, and a night out at Logan's on the Corner with some of our favorite people. All he knows about is disc golf and that we're going somewhere that night. He has a habit of blowing my surprises, so no telling!!! I'm really excited. The last time I planned something for his birthday his buddy showed up early and sorta ruined it but sorta didn't. I wish his Little could be here but he's 2000ft (give or take) underground in Virginia. His Big is gonna make it though, I think. I really hope he enjoys himself. This took a ton of planning! I mean bestie and I sat around at work for at least 5 minutes ordering the cake and planning where to go. That really cut into my slacking time today!
Anyway, on to the glutes. We played 4 games of disc golf yesterday! Yes, 4!! Granted 2 of them were at a 9 hole course and the 3rd was too but we only played 6 holes cause the course sucks big donkey balls. Seriously!!
*Okay sorry went out to Logan's for a coworker's birthday (yes, before Matt's birthday) after that last part and I'm a lil hammered so excuse any fuck ups from here on out.*
Going up and down hills kills you if you don't work out regularly... (stupid spine...)
I would be doing my 30 Days of Photos post but I need to get my mom to scan the next one so I can post it.
I'm going to bed yall, too many mixed drinks tonight...