Memorial Weekend Update

This weekend was actually pretty nice. For an absolute change, Baby and I decided that staying in town may actually do us some good.

We started the weekend by meeting J.Smith and Pocahontas for dinner. They are my favorite gay couple...ever. We also had Grove in tow. We collectively decided that Cyclone Anaya's jumbo margaritas weren't f-ing around because it just about knocked ALL of us on our asses. Yes, that coming from a weekend-alcoholic and her drinking entourage... After congregating at J.Smith and Pocahontas' beautiful townhome for a couple more beverages and shots (yikes!), we headed back to Baby's house. After a drink or two at his house, we then decided we must investigate whether Little E still worked at Darkhorse. And to our surprise, she was there pouring us glass after glass of liquid evil.

Saturday was more tame... I lounged by the pool with Ash while Baby and Grove hit the sticks. Afterwards, it was a tame night of dinner at home and watching (of all things) UFC.

Sunday was a bit more active. Baby started his day by cutting the grass...meaning I was recruited to help in some way, shape, or form - he did 95% the work though. Ran around looking for a dining room table after that. As usual, Finger's bargain basement has proven a good place to rummage. Baby found everything he was looking for at half the price he was intending to spend. We eventually met up with Grove, ShanerBach, and ShanerBach's g/f at the Marquis. They were two teas in when we left...they would definitely feel those in the morning! Baby and I caught dinner and were in bed by 10pm - woohoo...party animals!

Monday ended up being more errands and taking my great aunt to her dialysis appt. Then working a measly hour at Job #2 as it was sooooo dead. All in all, there was nothing great to report, but it was so much more relaxing than any weekend I've had over the last couple of months.

All that will change though, as next week Baby and I are headed to Vegas! Oy vey!

Anonymity

So I've decided to start using "nicknames" more when discussing people in my life on this blog. Not that I would ever put anything too racey in here that would get anyone in trouble, but I figure for those who do know me well, you'll know who I'm talking about. For those who don't, can follow the story strictly based on your pseudonym. Unfortunately, you will all be stuck with whatever name I give you, so if you're not happy with it...deal. HAHAHAHA!!! Most of them will be pretty evident though.

Testicle Truck Watch 2006

Still no sign of the Chevy with Balls.... (sigh)

My cutie patootie niece

My adorable niece is becoming quite the character....



She has learned how to stop what's she's doing and pose for the camera...what a ham! Could that be a trait she picked up from our side of the family????







She is so my niece in this picture - already dancing on tables...even has the "I've had too much to drink and my glasses are on crooked" look going for her. Not many can pull this off.








The cutest picture ever of Lauren and her "Mimi"










The Drama Queen - she just dropped her fork and said, "Oh no, oh no."

Jacky

As you can tell, I'm lacking much to blog about. I've been having a run of bad luck lately, but don't feel the need to become one of those bloggers that drone on and on about how you should feel sorry for them.

Anyhoo, I got this in an email today, and thought I'd fill it out. Don't ask...because I have no idea what happend to #37 and #41. Maybe you can learn more about me...although I think you all already know most of this b.s. Just felt I should post SOMETHING...

1. FIRST NAME? Diva --- kidding!
2. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE? Jaclyn Smith...my dad was obsessed with Charlie's Angels - no joke.
3. WHEN DID YOU LAST CRY? This morning...found out a friend's mother lost her battle to cancer
4. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING? I guess
5. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCHMEAT? Chicken
6. KIDS? 4-legged: Miss Duchess of Poo Poo (aka Duchess/Duchy)
7. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOURSELF? Definitely. I'm damn fun!
8. DO YOU HAVE A JOURNAL? Just the occasional blog entry
9. DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT? Me? Nev-AH!
10. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS? Yes
11. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP? Already Have
12. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL? Banana Nut
13. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF? Rarely
14. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG? Yes
15. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM? Amaretto with Almonds or Pistacchio with almonds
16. SHOE SIZE? 5.5 or 6
17. RED OR PINK? PINK!
18. WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF? How I handle being overwhelmed sometimes...not all the time, but sometimes
19. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST? Scott
20. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO SEND THIS BACK TO YOU? Ehh
21. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES YOU ARE WEARING? No pants - get your mind out of the gutter...I'm wearing a blue skirt and have kicked off my 3-inch heels
22. WHAT DID YOU EAT LAST? Turkey lettuce wrap and a Dannon yogurt
23. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? The news
24. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE? Bronze
25. FAVORITE SMELL? Matt before he goes to bed - after a shower, not after a night at the bars (I know...can you believe I'm saying something that cheesey for everyone to read?!?!)
26. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? Insurance adjuster
27. THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE YOU ARE ATTRACTED TO? It's been different with every person
28. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU? I tell her she sucks almost everyday ;)
29. FAVORITE DRINK? Whisky and soda or whisky on the rocks
30. FAVORITE SPORT? College Football (c'mon, I grew up in TX), also like baseball too
31. HAIR COLOR? Black
32. EYE COLOR? Dark Brown
33. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? Sometimes
34. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FOOD? Most grilled fish
35. SCARY MOVIE OR HAPPY ENDING? Scary
36. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? Mission Impossible III
38. SUMMER OR WINTER? Fall...lol
39. HUGS OR KISSES? Both
40. FAVORITE DESSERT? Ice Cream
42. LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND? Hmmmm
43. WHAT BOOKS ARE YOU READING? The Historian
44. WHAT'S ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? Nothing
45. WHAT DID YOU WATCH LAST NIGHT ON TV? Nothing
46. WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE SOUNDS? Laughter
47. STONE OR BEATLES? Beatles
48. THE FURTHEST YOU BEEN FROM HOME? Philippines, but in a way that's home too
49. HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT? I'm sure I do, just don't know it yet
50. WHERE WERE YOU BORN? Manila, Philippines

The Chase

I heard two ladies probably in their late-20's/early-30's talking on the elevator yesterday as I was leaving work. Seeing that I'm almost on the highest floor at my skyscraper, it was a long enough ride down to overhear a chunk of their conversation. It went something like this:

Blonde: From what you said, I think he likes you but too chicken shit to make a move. He seems kinda shy.
Brunette: I was trying to see if he was even interested, but I couldn't tell if he had just drank too much so that's why he stayed out later with us or if he was staying because I started talking to him more. Everyone says he never stays any longer than a couple of hours at those happy hours.
Blonde: Well are you gonna ask him out or wait to see if he's interested?
Brunette: Maybe I'm not even interested in him but I like the idea of the challenge (insert giggle here). I never even noticed this guy until someone mentioned he was hard to get to know.
Blonde: You're so messed up. You just like the chase.
Brunette: Maybe. Maybe he can at least be a practice chase if nothing comes out of it. (insert more vindictive giggling here)
(Elevator door opens, and the women head the opposite direction from me continuing their conversation)

I've always known that women were equally competitive as men about "The Chase." I, too, have been guilty of it - probably the queen of it for years. You like a guy so much that you can't imagine not wanting to be with him. Then you start dating more frequently, know he'll never leave you, and then all the sudden he's not as exciting as he use to be. Isn't that horrible?!?!?

Although I'm glad I no longer partake in all the chasing or being chased, I remember the adrenaline rush it gives so I don't fault anyone for doing it in the least. I guess it's just funny to hear people talk about it like it's some great XBox game that we all enjoy playing.

Happy Birthday Simon!

This past Saturday, I joined Anna and Chris in honoring Simon for his birthday. We met at a dive bar on Richmond that has apparently been there since the early- to mid-80's. However did I miss this place?!?! It was awesome...the bartender was quite entertaining as well. After polishing off an entire bottle of Grey Goose, we mosied on over to the Fairview tri-fecta - 611, JR's, and Mining Co. Remind me why we always end up at that last scarey place?!?! Oh, well...it was fun regardless. Happy Birthday again to Simon!!!

The Strange Things People Do

I was on my way to job #2 on Monday and saw one of the funniest things on the road EVER! I know some of you will think I am making this up, but I swear on all that is holy that I did IN FACT see this driving down 45N at rush hour. After fumbling the buttons on my radio trying to find either a traffic report or something that doesn't make me want to crash into the car in front of me, I look in front of me to see a green Chevrolet SUV with the big over-sized tires (Suburban, I guess...not a car person, so Chevy gas guzzler would be the best description). The SUV's trailer hitch had a skull with light-up red eyes...classs-ay. BUT that was NOT what caught my attention. What caught my eye were a pair of black socks hanging behind the hitch which appeared to be filled with large potato-like objects. These two socks were somehow attached or sewn together at the ends holding the potato-like fillers and left to dangle as something unmistakenly to be viewed as the SUV's manhood. Yes, you heard it here... Somewhere in Houston a man is driving a car with balls, cajones, huevos! NICE! Although I normally have my digital camera with me to capture such amazingly unbelievable anomolies, I had lent it to my brother and have not gotten it back yet. DRATS! So now I'm on the search everyday between 5:30-6:15p hoping to catch one more glimpse of Testicle Truck so that I can capture him on film. It's so sad when THIS has become my daily goal - to hunt down an SUV with balls...

Weekend Update

Let's see... what do I have to update about? Hmmmm....well, running errands with the family and another day of helping Matt try to get his house the way he wants it. So, basically, I have nothing of interest to report on my end. Jeez...I'm getting boring. Actually, I think I'm on that quiet hiatus period - the calm before the storm some might say.

Other than a number of birthdays to attend to this month (an ongoing theme I must endure through July), Little Miss Emily is graduating from Alabama this weekend. WOOHOO--Congrats to her! The little chica is growing up!!!

Well, I guess that's it until something of great interest stikes me...now off to start another week of work, work, and (let's see...) work.

Margaritas and Pinatas!!!!

No, Cinco de Mayo does not commemorate Mexican Independence from Spain as that was September 15, 1810. It is to celebrate our Mexican brethren for the fending off the French when their army was so grossly outnumbered. This date marks the day of their big battle.

Although I do find it funny that those who love to find ANY reason to drink use Cinco de Mayo as a scapegoat and have no idea what it is... Therefore, here was your CliffNotes version of a history lesson. So go, my margarita connoisseurs, and belittle people at bars tonight with this tidbit of info ;)

Happy Cinco de Mayo, amigos!