The last thing I do before I go sleep at night besides taking a swig of water and putting on lip balm would probably be closing my eyes and imagining moments that I don't want to forget. Imagining moments that I want to dream about when I'm finally asleep.
The last celebrity crush I had, hm. I am not much for having crushes, but the last celebrity guy that I sat there and said, man he is freaking adorable about was probably Ian Somerhalder. Seriously. Adorable. And oh, Jesse Williams. His eyes are killer.
The last car I purchased was for my husband I guess. Kind of a nice, low key Mercedes, it's pretty fun to drive. I can't exactly say I purchased it all by my big self, but I think both of our names are on the loan and we picked it out together.
The last time I was domestic would have to be about 45 seconds ago when I straightened up the family room. Because that's what I do. I am a domestic champion.
The last home I purchased was the home I live in now, which we built in 2004. We're currently in the process of buying a little lake house, but my lawyer seems to be taking his sweet time getting everything in order.
The last time I splurged would have to be a little run to San Francisco, if I am talking about a splurge on myself. Other than that, I splurged on Christmas presents for my kids, for sure. It's ridiculous.
The last thing I ate would have to be a large handful
The last thing I posted on the fridge was Brooke's expander schedule for her braces. I can't really post anything on my fridge because it's stainless steel, but I snuck it on the side. Not that I can see it there or anything. It just seemed like a fridge post kind of thing.
The last time I cried, oh sheesh. Yesterday? I'm sure yesterday. Driving in my car alone, listening to tunes gets me thinking and tearing up. Not like a sob or anything, more like a tear or two that never falls. But man, I'm a fucking wimpy crybaby these days apparently. When did that happen??
The last gift I gave would have to be to my kids when I got back from San Francisco in October. I like bringing them home little things from my trips, and it's a good way to get them to let me go without too much of a hard time.