Merry day after Christmas!
Here's hoping all of you are feeling as fat, full, blessed and happy as I am today! I had a fabulous weekend celebrating little baby Jesus, playing board games with the fam and loving on my fabulous new brown leather JCrew tote (thanks Santa!).
Even though Christmas is behind us, I thought I'd just give all of you one more gift today. Just a little something something to put under the tree from me to you. Or actually from Megan to you. See, my gal Megan (remember this little expat from her fabulous/hilarious Ten June guest post here?) asked me to share one of my favorite "firsts" in life.
I carefully considered all of my "firsts" options... first kiss with David? The first house we lived in together? The first time I closed a bad@$# deal as a lawyer? But then I thought... no, Michelle. Think about the important things in life.
Like your first rap concert.
In all it's (really embarrassing) glory.
You know I'm no stranger to telling all of you what an idiot I can be (remember that one time I thought I found a dead gopher in our yard? yeah I can't forget it either... little dead gophers still haunt me!), so I am all about sharing my stupidity known as my first rap concert with all of you. If you can't beat 'em, join 'em right? Or something like that.... You can read all about my little rendezvous right here on Megan's blog, Across the Pond. Go ahead, I know you're laughing at me, not with me. Right?
me being ridiculous, circa September 2011