I seem to have ice cream on the brain...

I just took a look at the calender and noticed that today was Jan 14.  CRAP--one month until the most shittastic day of the year--Valentines Day.

I hate this day.
I loathe this day.

It's also on a Monday this year, so it's means that I wont even have my little guys with me to make me feel better. :CRY:

Now, I know what you are thinking and although my close peeps know this, others may not.  BUT--I do not hate Valentines Day for the craptastic love fest that it is supposed to represent.  Nope.  I am good with that.  I am a mushy, gooey, sappy card and romance kinda of girl.  Even though I am tragically single, and none of those things have found their way into my life in a LONG time, that is not the reason why I hate this day.

I would go into the why and the how, but it is really left as a story told over drinks and preferably with me being drunk. Just trust that I hate this day and the whole month that leads up to it.
I fall into a funk. 
It's not pretty.   

And every year I tell myself that I am NOT going to do the funkness.  NOPE. NOT GONNA!  But, like heartburn after a wing eating contest, it creeps up on me.

This year I vow not to let history repeat its self. 

So to you my random blog readers I promise- TO AVOID ALL FUNKNESS. Cuz, well...it's really not all that funny and who wants to read a Debby Downer Blog?

**But just to be on the safe side, if you start to read my blog and you notice photos of me covered in ice cream and wearing horrid sweatpants, just turn off the computer and come back on Feb 15 :)