Nov 14, 2007

Little artist

Remember those "watercolor" paint books?? Man, I love those!



Nov 12, 2007

Designated driver

Being sober at 2am, whilst sitting in a crowded bar, is HILARIOUS. I should break that into syllables for emphasis: HI. LAR. I. OUS.


SMM and I went out on Saturday night--first, to a bar ALL the way over there--because SMM's friend's band was playing. So we drive out there, and some crappy band called, "Life of Riley" was playing. They were really bad. The only fun thing about them, is that we kept hearing a bass, yet we couldn't see one on stage--it was like hide-and-seek with instruments. Entertaining, yes, but not enough to keep us there. So, we got in the car, and drove ALL the way back to our side of town to go to our favorite bar, where a good band was playing. And yes, they were great. The music was fantastic and they were way entertaining. They played the theme song from "Fraggle Rock"--how cool is that? They also played some Micheal Jackson, at which point a 50-something guy got up and decided to dance. In the style of MJ himself. There were limbs flailing and shoes flying and crotch grabbing, and even some splits on the floor. It was TOO much. It was so much, in fact, that a drunken wedding reveler decided to try to one-up him. Now SHE was a beaut. Taller woman, probably in her early 40s, cute page-boy cut, slim, wearing a flapper-esque dress. She was shaking her thing like there was no tomorrow. She was really limby, so there were arms and legs everywhere. Everyone in the bar was laughing at her--really, how embarassing for her. I hope she woke up yesterday and remembered none of it.


Me and the SMM had a fabulous time--laughing and dancing and cavorting with other nice people.


For your viewing pleasure--me and Senor SMM before our night of revelry:

Nov 7, 2007

Back in the saddle

After 48 hours of craziness and "company bonding," i am now back amongst the land of the living. Vegas was...Vegas. It was loud, obnoxious, and filled with drunken monkeys and lots of cigarette smoke. I have come to the conclusion that Vegas is the only place I've ever been on "vacation" where 48 hours is MORE THAN ENOUGH time. Everywhere else, by day 3 I'm like, "Oh, I wish I just had a few more days." Notsomuch with Vegas.


I missed my babies, I missed my SMM. Home is GOOD.


Although the carpet in the elevator was cool:

Nov 2, 2007

Come on, vamanos...

I watch WAY too much Dora the Explorer...


Anyways, I will be outta here until Wednesday. Going to Vegas. For a company outing. Sounded enticing until I got to that pesky "company" part, didn't it?


I'll see you on Wednesday....


(Damn, look at those wrinkles. That's what kids will do to ya!)

Oh yea, read about me on Manic's tomorrow!

Beware!!!

It's "Evil Dorothy"....

Nothing says, "I'm so sweet," like a Dorothy dress and the head of an undead pirate.

Nov 1, 2007

Behold!

Puss in Boots and Dorothy!





We had too much fun last night! The chicks trick-or-treated for a good hour and a half, and everyone loved their costumes. Jenna kept getting mistaken for Zorro, until they'd notice her face; everybody was ooh! and aaahhh-ing over Clairey. One woman said, "Oh, you make such a cute Raggedy Ann!" Claire looked at her and said, "My NOT Raggedy Ann! My Dorothy!!" Little body...BIG attitude!