Friday, January 9, 2009

Friday Dedications

It's that time, again.



For my friend, Kebs. She just rocks!




For my girls, Hottie #1 & Hottie #2. You know who you are. Muah!




For J.




For me. Just sayin'.



Anita - this one is for you! Snort.

Thursday, January 8, 2009

The tale of some interesting people.

Last night I went out with my crazy girlfriends, Hottie #1 & Hottie #2. We've become an interesting little group of lesbian wannabes over the course of the past few months. They are both former aerobic instructors of mine - former because my gym just suddenly shut down! Those assholes. Anyways, this is not a blog about how I need to find a new gym to join & I won't let my friends convince me to join LA Fitness where I could be stabbed by an angry husband at any given moment.

Anyways.

We went to our local spot & had some drinks & those delicious blue cheese chips. Don't ask, but they are absolutely heaven on a plate.

In the course of the evening I met some very interesting people.

1. Jim Parker. Jim Parker claims to be the author of 2 books, but I googled his name & cannot find them. He also works for AOL, told me a lame story about a girl who left her earring at his house & looks a lot like some actor who isn't really that famous so I'll spare myself the agony of trying to figure out his name.

2. LaShay. Total bar slut. Long bleach blond hair (and yes, right now I have no room to judge there... but I am going to anyways), red wine stains on her teeth, chain smoker, flight attendant, may actually be cute with proper alcoholic beverage intake... Anyways, I liked her. And I even almost kicked a girl's ass for being a snobby bitch to her.

3. Meggan. The snobby bitch who dissed LaShay & is actually the neighbor of Wiener. Wiener is Hottie #1's boyfriend who is pretty good friends with J. Anyways, Meggan hearts Wiener & it drives Hottie #1 a bit crazy. I get it, Hottie #1 - women do not just buy cat ornaments for their children to give to hot, single men because they are from the children. She wants to bang Wiener, but honestly, she must be more of a dog person, because she looks like one! Snort.

4. Lonny. Lonny is about 60. He drinks that crap called Long Island Iced Tea. He is Wiener's roommate, currently. He's quiet & was hanging out with people half his age. He's cool & that's about all I know about him.

5. Rich. Rich was with Meggan. They both sell insurance. Rich lives in Gainesville, which sparked an entire real estate conversation... he wants to move in closer, but doesn't know what his house is worth. Ding, ding, ding - jackpot! I am sure that with some research & my trusty GPS I can make it to Gainesville to tell him.

6. Carlos. Our bartender who looked more American than anything. I may have asked for an alcoholic beverage in Spanish & offended him. Para.

And there you have it. That was my night out with my girlfriends. I was so glad to be home come midnight & today I may be a little tired, BUT it is always worth it.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Would you be disturbed

if your fiance said that he thinks you'd leave him for another woman?

Snort.

I'm not really disturbed because I know it's definitely not true.

The only person in this world I'd leave J for is Ryan Reynolds, but please don't tell him I said that.

Double snort.

The trampoline.




Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce...

Bounce...

Bounce.

Bounce-y.

Bounce.

Bam.

Someone broke their head.

Just kidding.

The sock dance.




This one is hard to describe, but let's just say that if you get two stinky boys (one 11 & one 3) & make them wear knee socks you must do a little dance.

And so the Boy, my nephew & I did just that.

A sock dance.

And it went something like this.

You're in luck







Thanks NiNi.

Why do they call it a vacation

when you come home exhausted?

Twelve & a half hours of traveling yesterday with 4 children.

That's why I'm exhausted.

And I'll admit - the children were great. Considering we were up at 5:30am, drove 4 hours from Corpus to Houston, waited for a delayed plane, 3 hours plane trip, 1 hour wait for bags & then home.

Home.

Where the suitcases are empty, but the shit in them is laying on the floor in piles in all the rooms. Maybe tonight I'll gather enough energy to put the shit on the floors away. Mind you, we came home with THREE EXTRA BAGS! It was really Christmas in Texas.

I did forget my camera at my sister's. She mailed it so I'll be able to upload a ton of Texas pics. But before that happens I'll highlight a few of the top moments.

1. My nephew. He's my little angel boy & I swear if Anita ever lets me I will keep him. For-ev-ah.

2. My Nana. She's getting older & spending more & more time in bed. Monday morning I found her collapsed on the floor in her room. It really freaked me out. She's okay - she has a fast heart beat which she had surgery on yesterday to correct, but I can definitely see that my "on-the-go" Nana is no more.

3. I became an official "Dexican". And I even got the t-shirt to prove it!

4. Watching my children swim in the 50 degree ocean. They are seriously nuts.

5. Ringing in the New Year with my 4 children, J, my sister & brother-in-law & my nephew. <3

6. Doing shots of tequila with my sister outside in the rocker at Nana's... And laughing at J for puking after his. And having them both laugh at me for peeing on the driveway instead of the grass. Fucking tequila!

7. The dolphin show at the Texas State Aquarium. It was pretty neat.

8. Watching Lavagirl get over her trampoline fear. She really did ask if we were going to NiNi's house yesterday after we had already landed in VA! And to think my sister thought she didn't like her!

9. The food. I am about 5lbs heavier, now.

10. Laughing as my brother-in-law walks in to the kitchen with a huge piece of beef on his plate asking my sister if she wants some beef. Then giggling as my sister tells him that she doesn't want his tubesteak. Then busting out in a fit of laughter after Nana misinterprets the word & claims that she never really had a taste for cheesecake. Three days later Nana bought a cheesecake.

Snort.

Everything is better in Texas. Really. And I hope to go back real soon, y'all.