Friday, August 29, 2008

An Open Letter


Dear baby sister,

This weekend you will turn 18 years-old. I can't believe it. I just really can't.

I remember the day you were born, when I held you and cried because I was just so happy you were here. I remember the nights when you would cry, not for our mother, for me. "SISSSSSSSSY!!!", you'd scream at the top of your lungs while sitting in your crib - knowing that I would come and rescue you because I was such a sucker. You would curl up next to me in my bed and fall right to sleep. Your hair damp from sweat and your cheeks flushed from crying. I was always able to calm you down.

You have been through so much these last few years but you take it all in stride. You've learned how not to live and how to laugh at yourself. I wish I could've been there more. To protect you, to shield you from some of the bad stuff, but I couldn't and I still can't. You've shown me how strong you are by your actions and your words. I am simply amazed sometimes.

This weekend you will officially become an adult. A woman. Grown. I have never been more proud of you than I am right now. You're making big decisions that will affect you the rest of your life, but never arrogant enough to do them without asking me my opinion. While I may not agree with every decision you've made or the decisions you will make in the future I will always be by your side to support you.

You are beautiful, innocent, funny, and witty. You are my pride and joy. No matter how grown you get you will always be that little toddler curled up next to me in my bed. Happy birthday, kiddo. I love you more than words can express.

- Sissy

Thursday, August 28, 2008

From the inbox

Got this and decided that truer words have never been spoken...

"Are you tired of those sissy 'friendship' poems that always sound good, but never actually come close to reality? Well, here is a series of promises that actually speak of true friendship. You will see no cutesy little smiley faces on this card- just the stone cold truth of our great friendship.


1. When you are sad -- Like a spider monkey jacked up on Mountain Dew I will jump on the person who made you sad.

2. When you are blue -- I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you.

3. When you smile -- I will know you are plotting something that I must be involved in.

4. When you're scared -- we will high tail it out of there.

5. When you are worried -- I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be until you quit whining, ya big baby!

6. When you are confused -- I will use small words.

7. When you are sick -- Stay the hell away from me until you are well again. I don't want whatever you have.

8. When you fall -- I'll pick you up and dust you off-- After I laugh at you."


To my friends, this I pledge to you.

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

With Friends Like These...

Apparently my friend Mark not only craves the instanets attention but he also has some time on his hands. I got these in my inbox this morning...



Yea, wow. It's true though, he does like plastic women.




In real life his head isn't that big, but it's close.

Internet, meet Mark. Mark, meet the internet. You two weirdos were made for eachother.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Click!

Dudes and dudettes! I present to you Camera Phone Fun!

Okay, that was a little lame. Just shuddup and look at the pictures.


Lotus...freaking sweet
Mmmm...Lotus. Saw this in my gym parking lot. Shocked that the guy left the tops off. Good thing we're in a nice neighborhood.


Redbull from Thailand
This is $40.00 worth of Redbull from Thailand. Non-carbonated, sweet, and syrupy. It'll also kick you straight in the ass if you drink more than half of the bottle. Worth it? Most definitely.


Ribsssssssss...yummay
Leftover home-made ribs. Lawd almighty they were good.



My co-worker's car after he wrecked it. I happened to be following him when he took a corner too fast and slammed into a curb then a wall. Driving FAIL.



My view of the pool. Apartment living has it's advantages.



Breakfast in Arizona after a night of drinkin'.



Best shirt evah. Thanks to Chicken for wearing it proudly and for letting me take a picture of it and her fantastic rack.



Hey Kelly, that cutie that you referred to? Yea, he sent me these. And don't worry, I'm most positive he'll be mentioned quite a bit in the future here.



Give It Up For The Noob

I have been lucky when it comes to friendships. I'd like to think I'm a good friend. A good listener. Someone that a person can count on to be there through thick and through thin. I found it difficult after high school when I realized that I had purposefully moved away from the friendships I had made. I did it on my own. Too busy playing house and being an idiot to realize that those people I had grown to love all of those years would've been nice to have around.

Thanks to the beauty of Facebook I've been able to re-connect with several people from school. People I had known for years and years. People that I loved. And it's amazing to me that once we re-connected it was like we had just graduated high school - not like 10 years had passed.

It didn't take much to convince Jess to come to the dark side and start blogging. I said the word "free" and she was all over it like white on rice. A fantastic writer, a wonderful person, and a great mom - I'm glad to call this woman my friend, again.

So go give the noob some sweet sweet bloggy love...

Adventures in Boredom


Monday, August 25, 2008

Do Want

While walking through a local gun show this weekend I see this...

Do Want


Me: OMG! It's a pink gun! A small! Pink! Gun! Want want want want want. It's so cute!

Him: ::eyeroll:: WTF pink gun? It's a gun! It's not supposed to be cute!

Me: But it is cute and it's pink! I wonder if the magazine comes in pink too.

Him: ::head explodes::



After walking around the show for a while we came back to this same gun. I had a 10 minute battle with myself over to buy it or not. I didn't buy it. I told him that we had to leave immediately or else I would. I pouted for the next 20 minutes because I denied myself. I'm such a damn baby.



Friday, August 22, 2008

In For The Win

ALRIGHTY!

I have drank coffee, a Redbull, and a grande coffee frap from Starbucks all in a matter of about 8 hours.

I am amped like you would not believe.

It's Friday. I've got a job and I've got shit to do, but I don't wanna do it. So ask me anything.

I'm going to be sorely disappointed in you people if you don't come through for me.