No, seriously. Where have you been?

I'm kind of sad that I have only blogged one of the last four days. I have missed it!

It's time to come clean.

So, Friday? I didn't blog because I left the house at 6:25 and returned at 2:30 Saturday morning. I attended the aforementioned moustache party. The evening also included taking photos of a friend who fell asleep in his girlfriend's car and learning how to play Guitar Hero.

Saturday? Saturday, I helped my friend Amelia paint her living room. Because you know that weekend when she was at her parents' house, and her estranged husband had until 6 p.m. on Sunday night to vacate their house? He sort of stripped all the wallpaper instead of, you know, moving.

So, Saturday we painted the living room a gorgeous shade of icy blue. Lots of folks are all, "Oh, Cha Cha, you're such a good friend - I can't believe you helped paint!" While I am a saint, here's the real deal: we had such a good time. We listened to the "cool" radio station, did our best Beyonce impersonations, and counted the minutes between multiple airings of this horrid song that's all "Kiss me on the phone."

Also? Accept any home improvement invitation from Amelia. She will cook for you and start the drinks at about 3 p.m.

So, yeah. That's why I didn't blog on Saturday.

Sunday? I blogged about the pain of losing my DVR. Sniffle.

Monday? I made oatmeal cookies and watched part of Bring It On 2: Electric Boogaloo.

Ok, maybe that's not the name of the movie. But it was the second of those horribly fantastic cheerleading movies. And I watched it with Mr. Friend That I Now Have a Crush On. Who is a good kisser. And who reads this blog. And who knows alllll about me and appears to like me anyway.

And that? Is why I have been a crappy blogger as of late.