Ok, so I’ve been watching Flipping Out, a tv show based around a OCD-ridden house flipper. I LOVE Jeff Lewis. The show is completely hilarious. I have decided that I have something in common with Jeff, sadly (other than my mild case of OCD :). This would be my crazy paranoia. Let me fill y’all in.
Although I have not purchased one, I still want to buy myself a tazer. They’re a good thing to have to keep you safe (same with guns). My problem is…I’m afraid that I would become drunk with power and begin threatening to tazer people left and right (such as the kids in that movie theater). Either that, or in a paranoid state, when left by myself I would tazer the first person to walk through my door for fear it was a burglar.
Along those same lines, I’ve considered rigging a video camera in my car, just in the event that my car should ever be vandalized. You just never know when someone will want to key your car or slash your tires, and well, I would like to have proof to bust their butts.
Another thing that makes me a paranoid yuppy would be some of the photos that I refuse to take off of my camera card…not because the picture has sentimental value, either. Y’all know I’ve gotten myself a few enemies over the years, right? Well, I have some photos of people that I keep on my card just in case I should ever go missing or something should happen to me…That way my family would know just who to start questioning and where to start looking.
See, I know that this is not rational thinking…and see if I thought this WAS rational thinking…I would be crazy. But seeing as how I know it’s not rational thinking, I’m not crazy, just slightly paranoid :) Now, does anyone know where I can find a cheap tazer and nanny cam?? hehehe
Now onto my recent irritations…
Switching from Charmin to sandpaper should NOT be the first change you make in this recession. I’m sorry, but I don’t like splinters.
Another cut-back that should not happen would be pushing the a/c up to 95°. I shouldn’t have to sweat like a whore in church while trying to decide which flip flops I want.
And I HATE to go into Walmart and have to push a squeaking buggy around. That irritates me to no end. And I never EVER get a good buggy. Mine always squeaks or rattles or veers to one side. Don’t you have some freakin’ WD40 or would you give ‘em a tire alignment, PLEASE!
Aside from cutbacks, let me move on to people that think I care. If you come into my office, don’t automatically think that just because I’m being paid to help you that I want to hear about your Aunt Sue’s ingrown toenail operation. I really do not care. Today, I listened to a woman talk about these topics (in this order) with no encouragement from anyone in the Journal: State Parks, public enterprise, the FBI, her lack of family, her fancy education, burial plots, how she had a prime burial spot, her love of Old Town, how it was a shame when children die, and how she shares her extra papers with a senior center. I was the one helping her and I SWEAR all I said was “ah-hah” the entire time. And I blatantly laughed at her at one point. She changed her own subjects and just kept going and going. WTH?
Stereotypes in commercials and businesses irritate me. There is a seafood restaurant commercial on tv now that has an incorrect display of Gulf Coast people. Not ALL of the Gulf Coast people have mullets and look like white trash. Also, there is a restaurant in Chiefland (that shall remain nameless) that has every conceivable stereotype of a redneck splattered on the wall. Bleh.
Finally, did y’all know that fish can be addicted to crack?? Interesting, very interesting.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Dreams, Regrets, and Tyler Perry
So, I haven’t blogged in quite some time… I really haven’t had much to write about lately. I’ve been busy; going to dinners here, going to movies there, but nothing extraordinary has happened to give me much to write about lately.
However, I had a strange dream the other night. To shorten this, I will just say that in the dream, I was going to do something that I knew I shouldn’t. It was wrong, and I knew it was wrong, but I was going to do it anyways. -- The reality is, in my real life, I have been considering this…maybe that’s why it wound up in my dream?? (by the way…nothing so serious that it should cause anyone concern) -- Anyways, right before I did it, my old friend Jared showed up at my door and told me not to do it. That it was wrong and that it would disappoint him. It’s so strange how a person that you have gotten out of touch with can come in through a dream and make you reflect on your realities.
As trivial as it seems, the dream got me thinking…so much so that I sat up tossing and turning last night until about 1 a.m. I think sometimes we don’t appreciate the things that we have until they’ve gone. Sometimes, it takes a few years, and we look back and realize that we greatly miss the things that we had in the past. Even some of the people that are close to me don’t realize that sometimes when I’m upset, I push everything and everyone away. Probably not a healthy thing to do…but I do it. That's just a coping (or defense maybe??)mechanism for me, I guess. But in looking back, I miss some of the people from the past that I pushed away.
Despite criticism that someone is sure to provide me with, I will say that some days I look back and truly miss the friendship that I had with Jared. He was my voice of reason, even when I really didn’t want to hear it. I miss the times when Sam, Jared and I would go somewhere and just talk for a few hours. Sometimes those talks would change my outlook on things, and brighten my day. I miss being one of his two hussies. We certainly had our ups-and-downs (to say the least) but looking back…that time spent together did change me. It helped to make me into who I am now, and for that I am eternally grateful. Although some may disagree, and at times I would have thought otherwise myself, Jared really is a good-hearted person and he really does mean well. I do miss him. I know that he will be great at whatever he ends up doing in life... I just hope that one day Sam, Jared and I will be able to have a little reunion, and regain that once great friendship.
I am very fortunate to have regained my friendship with Sam. I think that without her, I would be truly lost. She is my partner-in-crime, and the one that knows just what to say and just when to say it. She doesn’t beat around the bush. She tells me like it is, and makes no excuse for it. Again, although I may not want to hear it…later, I always appreciate it. Sam is the longest friendship that I’ve had outside of my Jarrod. I hope and pray that one day my son or daughter has a friend like her. One would be so lucky.
On a bit of a lighter note, I went to see Tyler Perry’s “I can do bad all by myself.” It was AWESOME! Ok, when the audience is clapping along with the church music in the movie …that should say something. I have to give Tyler Perry this, in almost every Tyler Perry movie religion is mentioned at some point. I’m no saint, but it is refreshing to see that in movies today. And he ALWAYS has a good message. The movie was wonderful.
HOWEVER, if I would have had a weapon in the theater, I would be in jail right now. Somehow we wound up in front of some annoying kids, who thought it was funny to yell down 5 rows to their friends below. We happened to be inbetween these two rows. I lasted about 10 minutes before I handed Krystle my purse and headed down to find the theater boy (what do they call them??). He went up and warned them. Of course, that only stopped them for a little while. AND they started kicking the seats. ERRRRRRRR! I will say that there were a few death glares sent their way and a few explicits yelled out as we were leaving the theater. I pose this question…where in the heck are the parents?? There were some kids in that crew that couldn’t have been over 11…There all by themselves. WTH??
Even though the kids were terrible, I am so glad to have gotten to spend that time with KW. It was fun to just get away for a little while. I think that we both needed that. And the ride home was a riot. My face literally hurt from the laughter. :) Whether it be Cedar Key, Carrabelle, Gainesville, or Crystal River, we always have a good time.
My message to everyone….go see “I can do bad all by myself.” It is WELL worth the money.
However, I had a strange dream the other night. To shorten this, I will just say that in the dream, I was going to do something that I knew I shouldn’t. It was wrong, and I knew it was wrong, but I was going to do it anyways. -- The reality is, in my real life, I have been considering this…maybe that’s why it wound up in my dream?? (by the way…nothing so serious that it should cause anyone concern) -- Anyways, right before I did it, my old friend Jared showed up at my door and told me not to do it. That it was wrong and that it would disappoint him. It’s so strange how a person that you have gotten out of touch with can come in through a dream and make you reflect on your realities.
As trivial as it seems, the dream got me thinking…so much so that I sat up tossing and turning last night until about 1 a.m. I think sometimes we don’t appreciate the things that we have until they’ve gone. Sometimes, it takes a few years, and we look back and realize that we greatly miss the things that we had in the past. Even some of the people that are close to me don’t realize that sometimes when I’m upset, I push everything and everyone away. Probably not a healthy thing to do…but I do it. That's just a coping (or defense maybe??)mechanism for me, I guess. But in looking back, I miss some of the people from the past that I pushed away.
Despite criticism that someone is sure to provide me with, I will say that some days I look back and truly miss the friendship that I had with Jared. He was my voice of reason, even when I really didn’t want to hear it. I miss the times when Sam, Jared and I would go somewhere and just talk for a few hours. Sometimes those talks would change my outlook on things, and brighten my day. I miss being one of his two hussies. We certainly had our ups-and-downs (to say the least) but looking back…that time spent together did change me. It helped to make me into who I am now, and for that I am eternally grateful. Although some may disagree, and at times I would have thought otherwise myself, Jared really is a good-hearted person and he really does mean well. I do miss him. I know that he will be great at whatever he ends up doing in life... I just hope that one day Sam, Jared and I will be able to have a little reunion, and regain that once great friendship.
I am very fortunate to have regained my friendship with Sam. I think that without her, I would be truly lost. She is my partner-in-crime, and the one that knows just what to say and just when to say it. She doesn’t beat around the bush. She tells me like it is, and makes no excuse for it. Again, although I may not want to hear it…later, I always appreciate it. Sam is the longest friendship that I’ve had outside of my Jarrod. I hope and pray that one day my son or daughter has a friend like her. One would be so lucky.
On a bit of a lighter note, I went to see Tyler Perry’s “I can do bad all by myself.” It was AWESOME! Ok, when the audience is clapping along with the church music in the movie …that should say something. I have to give Tyler Perry this, in almost every Tyler Perry movie religion is mentioned at some point. I’m no saint, but it is refreshing to see that in movies today. And he ALWAYS has a good message. The movie was wonderful.
HOWEVER, if I would have had a weapon in the theater, I would be in jail right now. Somehow we wound up in front of some annoying kids, who thought it was funny to yell down 5 rows to their friends below. We happened to be inbetween these two rows. I lasted about 10 minutes before I handed Krystle my purse and headed down to find the theater boy (what do they call them??). He went up and warned them. Of course, that only stopped them for a little while. AND they started kicking the seats. ERRRRRRRR! I will say that there were a few death glares sent their way and a few explicits yelled out as we were leaving the theater. I pose this question…where in the heck are the parents?? There were some kids in that crew that couldn’t have been over 11…There all by themselves. WTH??
Even though the kids were terrible, I am so glad to have gotten to spend that time with KW. It was fun to just get away for a little while. I think that we both needed that. And the ride home was a riot. My face literally hurt from the laughter. :) Whether it be Cedar Key, Carrabelle, Gainesville, or Crystal River, we always have a good time.
My message to everyone….go see “I can do bad all by myself.” It is WELL worth the money.
Friday, August 7, 2009
Cornmuffin's guide to charming the prettier sex
Last Saturday night the Cranberry and Malibu’s were going down easy, and I was SO excited because I thought, for once, I was going to have an awesome birthday. Before I get too far into this blog, let me explain my birthday curse….Since my 18th birthday party, my parties have kind of went downhill…to say the least. My 18th birthday party was spent watching Crab fishing on the Discovery Channel, not by choice, but because some D.A. at MY party stole MY remote, and talked everyone else into watching that crap. My 19th birthday party, we went to Cedar Key (another favorite place to go) and although there were like 10 people at dinner, I got stuck at the end of the table and felt ignored all night. My 20th wasn’t honestly TOO bad, I just went to dinner with a few friends. My 21st birthday was spent, not at a bar, but at the hospital because my Granny (who shares my birthday) had a heart attack. And my 22nd, well, it was spent at New Smyrna Beach (sounds wonderful doesn’t it??)…battling mono and being nauseated all week.
This year was going to be different. I could feel it in my bones…..Sadly, my bones lied to me, y’all. This birthday was chocked full of crazy crap, none of which is overly thrilling by any means. But, it provided me much to blog about…
This was my very long introduction to the first installment of
Here are a few do’s and don’ts that I came up with after this last weekend, and a few that I’ve thought about for a LONG time.
--Never compliment a girl on their cheeks. (No joke) Even when the girl knows you’re talking about her face cheeks. That’s a case when it DEFINITELY sounded better in your head than when it came out of your mouth.
--Another compliment (though funny from the man that it came from) NOT to use would be “You’re prettier than a speckled pup.” Comparing a girl’s beauty to a dog, may not go over so well depending on the girl :)
--Find something socially acceptable to compliment a girl on…such as her eyes. And a great way to do this is by talking to her, then stopping all of a sudden, and saying “Your eyes are beautiful.” That is sweet. Please make sure, though, that you’re looking above the neck when you stay this statement.
--Don't fart and say "Better out than in."...No explaination needed there.
--If you go over to a girls house, don't take control of a girl's remote control and automatically turn it to a NASCAR race.
--If you don’t understand something that we say, or don’t understand a word that we say…just wing it, pretend like you do. Don’t say “Ooooh, don’t use big words around me.” And please, for the love of Mary, if you don’t know what a word means, don’t use it in a sentence immediately after.
--A good line NOT to use would be “I just got out of prison after being locked up for nine years. I’m looking for a good girl, if you know what I mean?”
--If a girl is very obviously annoyed with you, and happens to be looking off into space. Don’t be the one to ask “Girl, you look like you’re thinking hard, whatcha thinkin’ about?” You may not appreciate the answer. The answer could be any of the following: “I was thinking about 20 ways to run you over with my car and not get caught,” or “I was thinking ‘I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, drop dead,’” or maybe “I was thinking ‘why, oh why, didn’t I just marry the person my parents wanted me to?’”
--And finally, if you come from a town that has a population of less than 1,000 people, you aren’t a damn thug so please put your cap on straight and pick up your “drawwws.”
Now there was one tip for girls that I was reminded of….that is….Don’t go anywhere outside of your house wearing a skirt that you could sneeze in and expose your business. There is NO need for people to have to go everywhere you’ve been sitting or leaning and wipe it down with antibacterial wipes. No joke, y’all, I saw the shortest skirt EVER last weekend.
I'm sure that I will have much more to say about this subject...it's only a matter of time.
This year was going to be different. I could feel it in my bones…..Sadly, my bones lied to me, y’all. This birthday was chocked full of crazy crap, none of which is overly thrilling by any means. But, it provided me much to blog about…
This was my very long introduction to the first installment of
Cornmuffin’s guide to charming the prettier sex
Here are a few do’s and don’ts that I came up with after this last weekend, and a few that I’ve thought about for a LONG time.
--Never compliment a girl on their cheeks. (No joke) Even when the girl knows you’re talking about her face cheeks. That’s a case when it DEFINITELY sounded better in your head than when it came out of your mouth.
--Another compliment (though funny from the man that it came from) NOT to use would be “You’re prettier than a speckled pup.” Comparing a girl’s beauty to a dog, may not go over so well depending on the girl :)
--Find something socially acceptable to compliment a girl on…such as her eyes. And a great way to do this is by talking to her, then stopping all of a sudden, and saying “Your eyes are beautiful.” That is sweet. Please make sure, though, that you’re looking above the neck when you stay this statement.
--Don't fart and say "Better out than in."...No explaination needed there.
--If you go over to a girls house, don't take control of a girl's remote control and automatically turn it to a NASCAR race.
--If you don’t understand something that we say, or don’t understand a word that we say…just wing it, pretend like you do. Don’t say “Ooooh, don’t use big words around me.” And please, for the love of Mary, if you don’t know what a word means, don’t use it in a sentence immediately after.
--A good line NOT to use would be “I just got out of prison after being locked up for nine years. I’m looking for a good girl, if you know what I mean?”
--If a girl is very obviously annoyed with you, and happens to be looking off into space. Don’t be the one to ask “Girl, you look like you’re thinking hard, whatcha thinkin’ about?” You may not appreciate the answer. The answer could be any of the following: “I was thinking about 20 ways to run you over with my car and not get caught,” or “I was thinking ‘I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, drop dead,’” or maybe “I was thinking ‘why, oh why, didn’t I just marry the person my parents wanted me to?’”
--And finally, if you come from a town that has a population of less than 1,000 people, you aren’t a damn thug so please put your cap on straight and pick up your “drawwws.”
Now there was one tip for girls that I was reminded of….that is….Don’t go anywhere outside of your house wearing a skirt that you could sneeze in and expose your business. There is NO need for people to have to go everywhere you’ve been sitting or leaning and wipe it down with antibacterial wipes. No joke, y’all, I saw the shortest skirt EVER last weekend.
I'm sure that I will have much more to say about this subject...it's only a matter of time.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Dear God, Please 4-lane that narrow road…
Ok, as I found myself in a bit of a pickle today, I thought of the hypocrite that I’ve become. As with most things, I immediately had to think of something to make me laugh, instead of feeling horribly bad about myself. So, as I was getting into the shower tonight…I thought of a few things. I will say, that not all of these are directly linked to me…
Reasons you KNOW you need to get yourself to the altar…
1. If you are in a traffic jam and you break out your “driving finger” and start screaming and waving your hands wildly in the air, all-the-while having a “honk if you love Jesus” bumper sticker on your car…
2. If you listen to the song “Lollipop” while doing your daily devotion…
3. When you realize that you have had a picture of you getting your (covered) nipple bitten on your facebook page for 2 weeks (which many church members have access to).
4. When you plan a vacation around going to the bar, then going to church…
5. When you’re driving down the road, singing along to your Casting Crowns cd, hit a deep pot hole and yell “SH**!”
6. When you believe that your church will perform an exorcism on you at the next available moment.
7. When you are in Sunday school and the topic of gossip arises and everyone looks at you…
8. When you catch yourself making the statement “Bless ‘er heart, the girl is such a hoe.”
9. When you find yourself wanting to run down someone in the church parking lot.
Thank God, that He will forgive us when we fail.
Reasons you KNOW you need to get yourself to the altar…
1. If you are in a traffic jam and you break out your “driving finger” and start screaming and waving your hands wildly in the air, all-the-while having a “honk if you love Jesus” bumper sticker on your car…
2. If you listen to the song “Lollipop” while doing your daily devotion…
3. When you realize that you have had a picture of you getting your (covered) nipple bitten on your facebook page for 2 weeks (which many church members have access to).
4. When you plan a vacation around going to the bar, then going to church…
5. When you’re driving down the road, singing along to your Casting Crowns cd, hit a deep pot hole and yell “SH**!”
6. When you believe that your church will perform an exorcism on you at the next available moment.
7. When you are in Sunday school and the topic of gossip arises and everyone looks at you…
8. When you catch yourself making the statement “Bless ‘er heart, the girl is such a hoe.”
9. When you find yourself wanting to run down someone in the church parking lot.
Thank God, that He will forgive us when we fail.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
An insomniacs thoughts at 2 a.m.
So, I’m up again tonight….like the millionth night in a row that I can’t sleep. What is going on with me? I can nap for a couple of hours in the afternoon, but I NEVER can sleep at night anymore. The insanity!
So here are some of the things that are rolling around in my noggin’ tonight…
1. A woman can only take so much virtue. Sometimes it feels good to be bad…and sometimes, I wish I had the nerve to be that girl. Will work on that.
2. I hate the fact that responsibility always falls on the girl…
3. Why do boys have to be so complicated? Damn, just be honest. If I know your true intentions…maybe we can compare notes.
4. Sometimes you can’t be shy and pass on a good opportunity…because that might be the only chance you have *sigh*
5. I hate Trenton. I realize that it’s a bad way to feel…considering I am truly blessed. I have a wonderful support system here. But frankly, I’m sick of seeing certain people, I’m sick of being here when I’d much rather be somewhere else, and I’m sick of not being able to do “fun stuff” because everyone is so tight-assed around here and loves to tell me how I should be and what I should do.
6. I really wish I had someone to cuddle with…
7. I wonder what else Merle thinks can be fixed by simply watching porn….hahahaha.
8. I HATE the booty song…Damn it! Now it will be stuck in my head.
9. I love my garnet ring…
10. I need to put by gold ring up for safe keeping…or just attach it to my YaYa hat b/c I think I’m threw for good with the a-hole.
11. Although it appalls Jarrod, I DO love a guy with a little chest hair.
12. I wonder if my Uncle’s family got mad because we missed church…I’m guessing yes. Oops… But when you get back to the hotel room at 5 a.m. it’s really difficult to get up at 8 and get ready for church. Just wasn’t happening.
13. I need to buy a tazer. And possibly borrow someone’s tractor so that I can plow into someone’s truck (not that the act would in any way be pre-meditated, mind you).
14. I REALLY only like getting affection from people I care about…there’s really only a few people that I want touching me. This does not include the door man, Juan, or any other field hand…not to mention, others.
15. I want to have a movie night and just chill at the casa and watch Juno, Why did I get married?, Madea goes to Jail…hell, all the Tyler Perry movies.
16. OOOH! A costume party at Halloween would be fun.
17. I like to have the opportunity to explain myself if there’s ever any confusion…I don’t like to not be able to speak my mind about things.
18. Furthermore, I’m a bit neurotic when I think/assume people are saying things about me…good or bad, I want to know.
19. I am WAY too nosy.
20. I need to find that cake recipe….
21. What grad school should I choose and what the hell do I want to be when I grow up??
22. Twenty-four is WAY too young to have two-three kids. Lord, I couldn’t handle one…now.
23. I want to plan a big birthday party next summer…not that 24 is any more special than any other…but I think a big party would be fun…and this year it’s too close to plan one.
24. Guys with shapelier eyebrows than mine look funny.
25. Ughhh…I need to go to bed. I won’t be able to go to work in the morning…
So here are some of the things that are rolling around in my noggin’ tonight…
1. A woman can only take so much virtue. Sometimes it feels good to be bad…and sometimes, I wish I had the nerve to be that girl. Will work on that.
2. I hate the fact that responsibility always falls on the girl…
3. Why do boys have to be so complicated? Damn, just be honest. If I know your true intentions…maybe we can compare notes.
4. Sometimes you can’t be shy and pass on a good opportunity…because that might be the only chance you have *sigh*
5. I hate Trenton. I realize that it’s a bad way to feel…considering I am truly blessed. I have a wonderful support system here. But frankly, I’m sick of seeing certain people, I’m sick of being here when I’d much rather be somewhere else, and I’m sick of not being able to do “fun stuff” because everyone is so tight-assed around here and loves to tell me how I should be and what I should do.
6. I really wish I had someone to cuddle with…
7. I wonder what else Merle thinks can be fixed by simply watching porn….hahahaha.
8. I HATE the booty song…Damn it! Now it will be stuck in my head.
9. I love my garnet ring…
10. I need to put by gold ring up for safe keeping…or just attach it to my YaYa hat b/c I think I’m threw for good with the a-hole.
11. Although it appalls Jarrod, I DO love a guy with a little chest hair.
12. I wonder if my Uncle’s family got mad because we missed church…I’m guessing yes. Oops… But when you get back to the hotel room at 5 a.m. it’s really difficult to get up at 8 and get ready for church. Just wasn’t happening.
13. I need to buy a tazer. And possibly borrow someone’s tractor so that I can plow into someone’s truck (not that the act would in any way be pre-meditated, mind you).
14. I REALLY only like getting affection from people I care about…there’s really only a few people that I want touching me. This does not include the door man, Juan, or any other field hand…not to mention, others.
15. I want to have a movie night and just chill at the casa and watch Juno, Why did I get married?, Madea goes to Jail…hell, all the Tyler Perry movies.
16. OOOH! A costume party at Halloween would be fun.
17. I like to have the opportunity to explain myself if there’s ever any confusion…I don’t like to not be able to speak my mind about things.
18. Furthermore, I’m a bit neurotic when I think/assume people are saying things about me…good or bad, I want to know.
19. I am WAY too nosy.
20. I need to find that cake recipe….
21. What grad school should I choose and what the hell do I want to be when I grow up??
22. Twenty-four is WAY too young to have two-three kids. Lord, I couldn’t handle one…now.
23. I want to plan a big birthday party next summer…not that 24 is any more special than any other…but I think a big party would be fun…and this year it’s too close to plan one.
24. Guys with shapelier eyebrows than mine look funny.
25. Ughhh…I need to go to bed. I won’t be able to go to work in the morning…
Monday, July 6, 2009
What happens in Carrabelle...
What happens in Carrabelle stays in Carrabelle….yeah, right. Hell, it’s a small town just like Trenton…word travels like wildfire :)
To try to begin on explaining what all happened on vacation would be impossible…So here are the basics. I had a wonderful time, as always. Bobby, Amy, and Merle made the trip a ton of fun. Bobby, I can honestly say that all expectations (if there really were any) were met. I always have a blast when I travel up there with KW. I am truly hoping that we can “mesh” our friends up there and the ones down here at some point. We did a lot of fun and unexpected things.
I will end with a few jokes of the weekend…BANANAS! (BTW, I SOOOOOO did say that as I was yelling and waving my hands crazy like). GET MY PANTS! Sausages. Reverse Cowboy. Sexpack. Vampires. KW and Amy Shakin' 'em. Booty (although, we never actually listened to the song…thank God).
It was a very memorable trip and “a good time was had by all.” Lol. I just hope that the Carrabelle Posse enjoyed themselves as much as we did. Love you guys.
To try to begin on explaining what all happened on vacation would be impossible…So here are the basics. I had a wonderful time, as always. Bobby, Amy, and Merle made the trip a ton of fun. Bobby, I can honestly say that all expectations (if there really were any) were met. I always have a blast when I travel up there with KW. I am truly hoping that we can “mesh” our friends up there and the ones down here at some point. We did a lot of fun and unexpected things.
I will end with a few jokes of the weekend…BANANAS! (BTW, I SOOOOOO did say that as I was yelling and waving my hands crazy like). GET MY PANTS! Sausages. Reverse Cowboy. Sexpack. Vampires. KW and Amy Shakin' 'em. Booty (although, we never actually listened to the song…thank God).
It was a very memorable trip and “a good time was had by all.” Lol. I just hope that the Carrabelle Posse enjoyed themselves as much as we did. Love you guys.
Friday, July 3, 2009
Hittin' the road...
This week has been super lame. No real hot news coming my way this week. It’s been a bit dull at the Journal, at home, in town, etc. Frankly, I’ve had about enough “blah” for one week. So, I, along with my dear friend KW, are hittin’ the road tomorrow. Well, tomorrow afternoon I will be heading back to my dear, sweet Carrabelle. Go figure, right? I hope and pray that it’ll be even better than last time. I’m excited…but still a little nervous, as always. I absolutely HATE packing. It is no fun whatsoever. I never know what to pack, so I wind up taking WAY too many clothes so I will have some choices. Don’t even get me started on trying to figure out which shoes and purses to bring along…
Now that I’ve figured out most of the outfits that I will bring, I still have to: bake cookies, get a birthday present to where it looks presentable, pack up all of my make-up and hair junk, paint my nails, clean out my purse, etc., etc., etc. None of this do I actually want to do. I took the easy route in cleaning my car and just took it to the “buggy bath” in Chiefland.
I just hope that we have a safe, super fun trip. I hope that all y’all have a safe and happy Fourth, too.
Now that I’ve figured out most of the outfits that I will bring, I still have to: bake cookies, get a birthday present to where it looks presentable, pack up all of my make-up and hair junk, paint my nails, clean out my purse, etc., etc., etc. None of this do I actually want to do. I took the easy route in cleaning my car and just took it to the “buggy bath” in Chiefland.
I just hope that we have a safe, super fun trip. I hope that all y’all have a safe and happy Fourth, too.
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