Rolling in the Deep

Fancy was having another emotional breakdown.  Don't judge unless you've been through a divorce or in her case, a pre-divorce!  Whiskey suggested that she break something because it always makes Whiskey feel better.  It was a snowy day, so Whiskey picked up Fancy in her SUV, with Adele blaring, we headed to the dollar store to purchase some plates and cups to smash up in the mountains.

When Fancy jumped in, Whiskey warned her that it was laundry day for her magic Mormon underwear, and consequently she was going commando, or as I, Fancy like to refer to it, FREE BALLING...minus the balls!

After about 15 minutes, we reached our desired location in the woods, and cranked up Rolling in the Deep and broke the hell out of those dishes all over the trees and rocks. 

I, Fancy, have now found a favorite past time.  Others work out, I think I'll just break plates from the dollar store.  It's cheaper than my unused gym membership anyway!

The next time you need to let off some steam, grab one of your BFFs, rip off her underwear, and head up for the hills!