Girls Night Out

Wednesday, I was on my way to my nail appt, but my friend Leanne’s grandmother passed away. I had someone else do my nails at the shop. They are not shaped like how Leanne would shape them, but they will have to do until my next appt. I felt bad for Leanne. While I was at the shop, I got up and helped with the tanners. Leanne’s mom is like my second mother. I have been friends with Leanne for 15 years and I am there for her and her family the best I can be.

After my nail appt, I went to my parents and picked up my mom. We were going to eat at Mad Mex. My mom has never been there before, so I was glad to take her for her first time.

When we arrived, we had to wait 15 minutes for a table. They didn’t look too busy, just didn’t have enough wait staff. I ordered a burrito and planned on taking half of it home. We order chips and salsa, because that is a staple at a Mexican restaurant. I wasn’t a huge fan of my experience there that night. I think Mad Mex is better if you are at the bar.

When we arrived back to my parents, I laid on the couch with my dogs for a bit. It was good to see them. After awhile, I went upstairs to get a shower and head to bed. I had to be up early for CMU tomorrow.

Author: Boujee On a Budget

Hello there, welcome to my blog! My name is Danielle. I am a daughter, a writer, a wife, a lover of literature, and music. Britney Spears is my girl crush. Paris, France is my favorite place on earth. Fitzgerald is my favorite author. Kate Spade is my favorite designer. I have been called high maintenance, "boujee", "someone, who has champagne taste on a beer wallet", etc. You know what I am boujee and I am embracing it, but there is no denying that I am on a budget.

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