Smoker

I have the bestest "family" ever, i.e. the people who make up my family who are not blood.

Christina has invited me to the Smoker.  This is a big ol' party for all the soon to be doctors who have been placed and the story on the block is that they do it UP.

Christina first invited me by saying, "Well Morgan, there are going to be lots of hot black guys who are going to be doctors..."  And then followed it up with, "You'll be the hit of the party!  You have the boobs and the butt!"  And proceeds to tell me I need to wear a tight, hot dress to show it all off.

So I tell another friend all about this Smoker, and she says, "You're getting your new stripper shoes for pole soon!  You can wear those!!!"

Ok, last I checked, my goal was NOT to be getting paid for such services that can be acquired when wearing such outfits...  But I am forever glad that I can provide such amusement to folks.

Irrespective, I will be wearing a hot dress to the Smoker.  But if you don't mind, the stripper shoes will be staying at home.  March 17th baby!  Look for pictures soon thereafter.  Something tells me I'll end up doing SOMETHING that makes this blog...