We came. We saw. We conquered (I cried).
Lately, I have been experiencing what felt like a never-ending run of bad luck…I mean, I am literally the poster child for eliminations. However, after a few confidence-building runs at BE90, I felt like it was time to get back to 100. And not one to hang around (a character trait that First Husband should be very wary of), I downed a bottle of Hendricks, took a sip of Indian tonic water and entered the next unaffiliated ODE at Tweseldown. This morning, after snoozing my alar