As it turns out, there is apparently a Deja Vu “dance club” in every state.
The best part? Many of you readers also affectionately refer to these joints as “The ‘Vu.” And that is precisely why I love you all. A quick Google search lead me to the Deja Vu strip club network, where I can announce that there are clubs in Minnesota, Washington, California, Nevada, Colorado, Louisiana, Illinois, Indiana, Michigan, Ohio, Kentucky, Tennessee, Florida, New York and Maryland.
Why am I posting a list of strip clubs on my blog? I. HAVE. NO. IDEA. Personally, I actually find them quite demeaning to women. Then, I go about posting it on the world wide web. Hypocrite or exercising my freedom of speech?
How’s that for a stripped down description? (Pun totally intended)
Work was utterly and completely crazy today. Literally, it is taking all my energy to put together coherent sentences right now because my brain no longer wants to function. It has officially reached its limit for the day.
Afternoon snackage included a whole bag of nearly naked popcorn. With just a sprinkle of salt, it almost made me want to jump on a stripper pole with joy.
I stayed at work later and missed my planned 5:15pm yoga class, which is okay because I am actually pretty sore from hitting it hard this week (at the gym, that is).
Instead, I came home and made the quickest thing I could think of…Spinach Egg Scramble!
1 tsp. EVOO
1 tsp. garlic
1 huge handful spinach
1 crumbled Breakfast Sunshine burger
1/2 diced roma tomato
s + p
Then, while my sweet ‘tater fries were baking away in the oven, I had some truffle chocolate (x2) from my girl Nicole…
…before my chu-chu-chu-cheetahs were ready!
I ate these fully clothed (a.k.a. smothered in BBQ sauce).
In the spirit of strippers, baring it all and the upcoming consumer holiday known as Valentine’s Day, it’s a special “love-themed” question time! Pick any (or all) of these to answer!
Do you have a valentine for this upcoming Sunday? Does my dad count?
Worst kiss. Ugh! The time a guy proceeded to lick my whole face off with the sloppiest, jerkiest, most unappealing kiss of my life. Things ended right thurre.
What is the most romantic gesture anyone has done for you? Patty Poo, one of my favoritest people in the world, serenaded me junior year to ask me to prom in front of my whole high school! He is such a doll. We have always just been buds and went to prom as friends, but I am pretty sure that is still pretty romantic.