The Happiest Day Of My Life

Here I am!

Yes, I am still alive!! Kind of.

I have been so tired, and so sick the last couple of weeks. I missed Goodwill Wednesday. Sorry, ladies. But I've also realized that the Goodwill here sucks, so I don't even think it's worth playing anymore. They don't have very good treasures. So, unless I go to Austin where the Goodwill's are "cool", I'm not going to participate.

Now, on to this whole pregnancy thingy. I feel HORRIBLE! I haven't thrown up yet, but I almost wish I would. This is the worst feeling ever! Don't get me wrong, I am so, so happy that I am pregnant. This is something I've wanted since I was little! Is that weird? But really, all I ever wanted when I was little was to be a Mommy. I will put up with all the sickness if it means I get to hold a perfect little baby in March. We went to my appointment last week and got to have another ultrasound. The baby looks like a smashed grape! This is my 7w2d ultrasound:

Aww. Isn't it so cute? I'll be glad when I can tell what it is! We go back August 4, and we should be able to hear the heart beat. I can't wait! They are monitoring my blood pressure and adjusted my medicine for that, so I have to keep that under control.

Blue Eyes and I will become husbee and wifee on August 15 in a very small ceremony. I am looking forward to being Mrs. Blue Eyes! Only, my eyes are green, so, uh, that doesn't really make sense. Oh well!

And I am very sorry for not blogging, or leaving comments. Please understand that it took A LOT for me to write this. Now I need a nap.

XoXo

Goodwill Wednesday-Edition 3

Allow me to introduce you to Tito.
Tito never leaves his dog house without his stylish bandanna, too-cool-for-school shades, a sweet leather jacket, and a nice little hoop earring.

When Tito isn't chowing down on homemade tacos and rice, he is at the local pool hall, drinking his favorite beer, Miller Light. His theme song is Low Rider, and I'll let the video prove to you, just how kick ass Tito really is.

(sorry about the poor sound. i took this with my blackberry, in my office, hoping nobody would walk by.)





Don't forget to go here to see other awesome Goodwill Treasures!!

A Special Lunch Date

Blue Eyes is working out of town today so I had to eat lunch alone. Well, I thought I was going to eat alone.

I went to Sonic (healthy! nom, nom nom!) and then to the park to eat at a picnic table, alone. I felt like such a laaahoooosur. As I was sitting there, enjoying my tater toots (not a typo), all the little prairie dogs started coming over to me. "I'll just give that one a tater toot." I thought to myself. Or I probably said it out loud, because I tend to talk to myself when I'm alone. This little guy could NOT just eat one! He kept begging for more. He would stand on his legs and rub his hands together. It sort of scared me. It was the same one that kept coming to me. He was getting so close that I was a little bit nervous. The other ones were staying far away.

I named the one that kept coming to me Charlie.

We have another date Monday at noon. I can't wait.


Charlie, eating a toot.


Charlie, (I think, not sure, because they all look alike) eating some bread. Nom, nom, nom.

And in this picture, Charlie is telling me to call him. "Yo, uhh, Breezy, don't furrr-get to calls me."

Goodwill Wednesday-Edition 2

Oh you lucky devils.

Today, on the second edition of Goodwill Wednesday, you get a two-fer-one, AND you get to see Blue Eyes looking his best.

This trip to Goodwill was much better than the first trip. I found two excellent treasures that I HAD to share with you. I don't know what was going through whoever's mind when they dropped these items off, because as you will see in a hot minute, they are to.die.for.

(please ignore his strange facial expressions. It's the only way I could get him to model my treasures)

OK.....for your viewing pleasure I give you:

The fashionable, head warming, rabbit fur-hat-thingy:
Wow. Just wow. I'm not sure what's worse. The hat. Or the face he's making. Can I drop HIM off at Goodwill? Just sayin.

Secondly, my Blue Eyes is modeling the most professional looking Fred Flintstone tie I have ever seen. Ever.
Just so you can see what the whole "outfit" looks like.....and yes, it is now his favorite outfit.....
There you go peeps. Your second edition of Goodwill Wednesdays.

And, don't forget to visit The Two Twins to see what kind of awesome they found this week!!

Happy Hump Day Yall!!!

Goodwill Wednesday-Edition 1

Welcome friends!!

Today brings the first edition of Goodwill Wednesday! Every Wednesday, (until I get tired of going there, because eww and yuck) I will be presenting you with my newest treasure that I have added to mine and Blue Eyes' home decor. He is totally thrilled by the way. Anyone catch that sarcasm? Anyone?

My lovely ladies over at The Two Twins are joining me on this, so after you read all about my awesome treasure, don't forget to go over there and check their's out!!

Ok, on with the show!!

As soon as I walked in to Goodwill, I noticed how many people were there! My gosh. It was like a 50% off sale at Bloomingdales was going on. I moseyed on back to the "knick knacks", if you will, and was very disappointed with my findings. If this is how it's going to be every time I go, I will have to resort to buying cheap, disgusting, tacky heels that they were offering in the "shoe section".

I walked around for about 5 minutes and then I saw it. I've really been wanting a little something to go with our neutral colored living room to spice things up and when I saw this guy, I could NOT pass it up.

Ladies and Gents, I give you,

The freaky looking lamb thing with cock-eyed eyes candle:

Perhaps my favorite thing about this little treasure is the dirt all over his face. It really gives it that special touch, don't you think?

Can I be honest here? My insides were so happy that this little fella was going to be all mine for only 39cents. I mean, what a BARGAIN, right? I'm just glad I got there when I did, because who knows how much longer he would have been available!

I'm thinking about putting him on Blue Eyes' night stand and lighting it. Can you imagine waking up to those eyes?

And just for the record, when B.E. found out what I was doing, he said, very nicely, "You are retarded."

Aww...love.....

Well, that's it for now. Come back next Wednesday and see what God awful piece of crap treasure I can find!!

Vending Machine Repair Lady

My job requires me to do quite a few different things. I schedule appointments for Internet installs, fixes and disconnects. I turn you off if you don't pay. I send you a bill for the equipment if you don't return it.

I'm in control of the vending machine.

......

Yea. Just take a moment to let that sink in. Ok. Done? You should be.

I'm just going to go ahead and say, that the vending machine, yea, it's the hardest part of my job. I HATE that vending machine with a PASSION. It's a piece of junk (which is why I finally talked my boss into letting me order a new, improved RED one! It's pretty!) Anyway, where was I? Ahh, yes, the vending machine from hell. It is the biggest pile of crap I have ever had the pleasure of working with. It leaks water like a mofo. The manufacture said it's "because we live in Texas, and it's humid." What-ev-uhhh dooode. The machine isn't outside! It takes money and doesn't give you your snack and the cans get stuck and then they explode, leaving me a mess to clean up. I have to get up at least 8 times a day to help someone with it. We are loosing money now because no body trusts it. I have to think of some better items to put in the new machine, so I can gain their trust back!Yea, that should do it.

I am so glad I get to order a new one today! Maybe I won't have to deal with it as much! The only fun part is going to Sam's to buy all the stuff for it. That's fun. Because it's not my money.

Day 1 of my diet went good yesterday. Until dinner. Blue Eyes just HAD to make jalapenos on the grill. The peppers, I can eat. The bacon, yea, not so "allowed" unless it was turkey bacon and of course it was not. I also messed up because I ate a "no added sugar" Popsicle and it was supposed to be "sugar free". Dammit with all the technicalities. I still managed to lose half a pound. Yes, I'm counting half pounds.

I made a yummy breakfast this morning. Scrambled eggs with chives OH MY! Sorry. And I gulped down another V8 (is that not the smallest bowl of eggs you've ever seen?). I swear I can feel the V8 coming back up my throat while I'm drinking it. I hope I don't screw everything up this weekend!

Here's to thinking positive!

I Still Need Her

There is something about me that I haven't ever shared. And I say "about me" because your family is what makes you for the most part, right?

I have an awesome Mom. Seriously, she is such a good Mom. She didn't work when we were little so that she could stay home with us. She made us eat a healthy breakfast and we weren't allowed to eat a lot of sugar or sodas. We hated that then, but now I understand why. It was because she cared about us. She gives the best advice, and she is honest. And she is so kind to everyone she meets. She is compassionate for people she doesn't even know, and she never judges anyone.

When I was in the third grade, I liked this boy. His name was Joey English. My Mom was going to come eat lunch with me in the cafeteria (yuck) and I asked her to please wear the pretty scarf in her hair. She would always wear these scarfs in her soft blonde hair, and I thought she was sooo pretty (because she is) and I guess I thought that the boy would like me more if he saw how pretty my Mom was. Silly little third grader.

Anyway, about the part that I haven't ever shared with you. My Mom also happens to be a recovering alcoholic. She's been to rehab 4 times. When all of this happened it was so weird for us, because my Mom never drank when we were younger. It was when me and my brothers moved out, it started. She has stayed sober on and off over the last 3 years or so. There have been times when I really would have liked to slap her across the face. She's put my Dad through a lot of hard times as well as me and my brothers.

Yesterday, apparently, she went and got something to drink and she fell in the drive way and hit her head on my Dad's truck. My Grandma couldn't wake her up so she had to call an ambulance. Once she got to the hospital, they did a CT scan, just to make sure she didn't hurt herself.

They found a tumor.

My Mom has a tumor in her head. I am freaking out and I'm scared and I don't know what to do or think, because this is my Mom. I need her here for a lot longer. I need her to be here when I get married. And when I have a baby, because God knows, I won't know what to do. I need her to be ok. She goes to the Doctor again tomorrow, so hopefully there will be more information. But until then, I am freaking out. You know how people always say "everything happens for a reason"? Well maybe it was a good thing that she got drunk and hit her head so that she could have the scan. I don't know. I just know that I still need her.

The One Where I'm In A Mood

This morning when I got to work, my supervisor asked if we had heard about our Mayor. Apparently, he had run off to Mexico with his illegal partner. He was the best Mayor this town has ever had, and I'm pretty sure everyone knew he was gay. He said that he left because he knew by his partner being here, it was illegal, and he didn't feel right about it. So imagine all the hateful comments and horrible things people are saying about him. Even though, everyone knows he was a damn good Mayor. I heard someone say, "You know, even though he was gay, he was still a good Mayor." Hmm. Ok. Even though he was gay. I can hear in the office next door the jokes that are being made about him. Why do people think it's ok? Why is it funny?

And then, of course you have American Idol. I'm willing to bet if Adam wasn't gay, he would have won. He was an excellent singer. Not to say that Kris wasn't, but I just have a strong feeling that because of Adam's lifestyle, that's why he didn't win.

Maybe I should have started this post out differently.

Hi world. I would like to introduce you to one of my best friends. The funniest, most hysterical, would do anything for you, outgoing and lovable person I know, my brother Josh. Who, also, happens to be gay. I love him, so much, that I find myself taking up for every gay person out there when someone says something hateful. I love him, so much, that I find myself in tears, while screaming at a guy I used to work with for saying horrible things to another guy at work that happened to be gay. I love him so much, that I am writing a post, all for him. A lot of sisters don't have a close relationship with their brothers. I do. I am so thankful for that. I just get so tired of hearing close minded people saying things that really, they shouldn't have ever let leave their mouths.

I love you Joshie. You are what other people should strive to be. You are so smart, so funny and so friendly. I can't imagine my life without you. Even though you are gay.

Vaca 2009....Warning: Picture Overload

Our trip started out earlier than planned. We weren't supposed to leave until early Friday morning, but we decided that we needed to get outta town Thursday night. So, we called our hotel that we had reservations at for Friday night and asked if we could come a day early. This ended up being the most disgusting hotel ever. I take that back. The pool was nice.

So anyhooters....our hotel was right across the street from the new Cowboys' Stadium. OMG. It is soooo huge! I seriously could not stop staring at it! It was like a ginormous UFO. Riiiily.
Speaking of ginormous things, please ignore Blue Eyes' hand in the picture. Ok, so that was the view from our hotel. (It was in the ghetto.)

B.E. doesn't even like football, but he was so impressed with the stadium, he started doing some research on it. Here he is, on his lap top ssschecking it out:
I did not get any sleep the first night we were there. The bed was so uncomfortable and tiny and Blue Eyes likes to basically sleep on top of me (him's is a snuggla). In the middle of the night, I got that horrible pain in my kidney. The pain like someone is stabbing you in the back. OUCH. It hurt so bad. I waited for it to get light outside(we were not in the best/safest parts of the world) and I walked over to the gas station to get some cranberry juice (because my momma swears it cures that pain). I grabbed two bottles, determined to chug them both on an empty stomach so that I would feel better for the day ahead of us at Six Flags. I stayed outside for a little while because I didn't want to wake B.E. up. I drank two sips of the first bottle.

Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, said my tummy. You know that feeling you get right before you RALPH? I got it. I went back to the room and sat on the edge of the bathtub. My mouth was a-waterin'. Oh, please no. Please no! I kept telling myself this over and over. BLAHHHH. Myself did not feel like listening to myself on this Friday morning. I threw up that cranberry juice. That is ALL I had in my stomach. But did my stomach care? No. It wanted to throw up some more just to make sure there really was nothing left in there. Because I have no brain whatsoever, I took my headache medicine. On.an.empty.stomach. The bottle even warns you of not doing this. I was feeling rebellious. I woke B.E. up and told him I was going to find a Wal-Mart to get some medicine for my aching kidney. He offered to drive me but I told him to stay in bed. I got out to the car and I guess that medicine didn't want to go to Wal-Mart with me, because I threw it up all over the parking lot. This was, by far, the worst tasting substance I have ever had in my mouth. It tasted like poison. Oh gawd, I can't even think about it right now without gagging. (lesson learned- when the medicine bottle says, take with meals, DO IT)

Moving right along. I felt so much better after Blue Eyes went downstairs and got me a muffin. I took my shower and we went and had a quick lunch before Six Flags opened. On our way to Six Flags, I thought it would be the perfect time for a photo shoot.
I knew it was time to put the camera away when he made this face. I was so mad at him but now that I look at it again I'm laughing!!

There was a private party going on and the park didn't open until 2pm for the public. We paid for parking and sat in the car for about 30 minutes. Blue Eyes decided it was a good time to take a kitty cat nap.
Meow.

We already had our tickets printed out, so around 12:30 we walked up to the gate just to see what they would do, and the nice little lady let us in!!! We got to go in early and there were nooo lines! It was awesome. We rode the Titan as soon as we got in. I was so scared at first, and I have no idea why. I have never been afraid of roller coasters. Maybe I'm getting old. Eww. B.E. insisted that I leave my hands up the entire time. It actually did make it a little more fun. We ended up riding the Titan 3 times. I think this picture shows exactly how much fun it was.
I look like such a tard. Oh well, it was FUN!

More pictures from our day at Six Flags:
We rode these little cars around a race track, and I laughed the entire time! We were the only two on the race track and I loved it! I took a picture of myself right before we got in the cars, just in case I wrecked mine, it would be the last picture of yours truly.
Waiting in line for another ride, I snapped another picture of my other half.
I love him so much.

Oh, sorry, got a little distracted. Towards the end of the day, we were both hot and sweaty and tired of walking around so we decided to go ahead and head back to the ghetto. We took quick showers and then made our way to HOOTAHS, which really just means, another photo shoot.
He would not make a serious face. Jerk.
Finally!!
And Breezy needed a picture too!!

In the middle of our wing eating festivities, this piece of work walked in to Hootahs and we totally lost it. I don't know if it was the sun from the day, or the ice cold beers we had just consumed, but, ohmygodwow.
That was some awesome hair if I've ever seen awesome hair. And I have. I look in the mirror everyday.

We tried to get a few more shots of us after we left. FAIL.
The next morning, we were planning on getting up and driving to Longview to have lunch with Blue Eyes' friend. We made our way East. The drive was beautiful.
Right after we got honked at, and flipped off by a truck driver, Biggie came on. Prepare yourself for gangsta pose in 3, 2, 1.....
I'm so embarrassed of that. Not really.

We got to Longview and ate lunch. Lucky for you, I didn't take any pictures. After lunch, we were on our way to our final destination. Bossier City!! It was a pretty quick drive. Our hotel was so nice! The rooms were really tropical looking. I knew it would be hard to describe the room, so I took some pictures.
It didn't take us long to make our way to the casino. Along with the slot machines, came free beer, which means, more pictures.
While playing the slots, B.E. hit the jackpot. BUT. He didn't win it, because he wasn't betting the max. It was for $300.00, which really would have been nice to blow. He was so upset! The ladies next to him were mad because apparently, it takes a long time for that jackpot to come back around! HA. Whatever, we were just having fun ladies!!

It got really warm inside the casino, so we decided to go outside on the deck. Photo shoot number 4,715, coming up.
We really should have asked someone to take a decent picture of us. But, that's how we roll.

We went to dinner in the lobby, where they had a buffet of sea food. I promised myself after eating, that I would not eat for the rest of the week. We got our $50.00 worth, that's all I'm saying.

Blue Eyes took another kitty cat nap. Lazy.
Not really!!! He never had Glamour Shots taken when he was younger, and he was feeling sad about that, so we set up a shoot in the hotel room. We are having it enlarged and hanging it over our fire place. Kidding! We don't have a fire place.

After dinner, we went back down to the casino and spent the rest of our gambling money. By this time, we were both tired, full, and had drank a little too many free beers.
Well, apparently he didn't get full enough, because he tried to eat my face off.
Ugh. I got way too much sun.

We were in our room by 10pm. We checked out the jacuzzi (niiice) and then went to bed by midnight. Around 1am, I was awoken to the loudest, most obnoxious voices my ears have ever heard. The people in the connecting room were screaming and running in their room. I was so annoyed. I laid there and listened to it for awhile, hoping Blue Eyes wouldn't wake up, because if he did, he would want to beat someones hiney. Well, he woke up. He banged on the connecting door, and they shut up for about 4 minutes. I was then forced to call the front desk. They sent someone from security to the room, and they were quiet for about 20 minutes. Around 2am, they started again, and B.E. threw his covers off, and said, "Let's go." Let me remind you, we were 7 hours from home. We left. We made it inside of Texas and had to stop at a roadside park and sleep. I woke up in the shape of a pretzel 3 hours later, and off we drove.

We did manage to get a free night out of the hotel, which means we will be going back hopefully soon. So. You already know what that means.

More pictures coming soon of Vacay #2!!!

Yay!