As far as the resolution goes... for February I had the following new adventure...
Friend: My cousin opened a pizza place in Tulsa we should go. He said he would buy lunch.
Me: Ok.
I went to Tulsa for lunch with two of the greatest people. Guys I've known for what seems like forever. Even though we don't talk all of the time, they are the type that we can get together and be right back on track.
Yes, I said Tulsa for pizza. And it was really really good. If you are ever in Tulsa and have some time on your hands and a hankerin' for Chicago style deep dish pizza I recommend Marley's.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
I heart ink
The manfolk finally got some ink. he's been talking about it for more than a decade and finally did it.
Love it. He bleeds Texas and this is exactly what he wanted. We were on a patio drinking the other day and I told him it was time to do it. He called the guy who did mine last year and it was a go. Took a couple days of back and forth to get the design right and then, what better to do on a Tuesday night but get some ink and have some beer.
Awesome. I know his family (and my mother) hate it but I think it is fantastic.
I've never seriously dated anyone with ink. It's quite sexy. (I don't think that counts as NSFD but will put the label on here anyway - he can be quite delicate)
Plus it makes me want to get more.
Love it. He bleeds Texas and this is exactly what he wanted. We were on a patio drinking the other day and I told him it was time to do it. He called the guy who did mine last year and it was a go. Took a couple days of back and forth to get the design right and then, what better to do on a Tuesday night but get some ink and have some beer.
Awesome. I know his family (and my mother) hate it but I think it is fantastic.
I've never seriously dated anyone with ink. It's quite sexy. (I don't think that counts as NSFD but will put the label on here anyway - he can be quite delicate)
Plus it makes me want to get more.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Something Happy (by request)
A sweet friend of mine told me this afternoon that my last few posts are making him want to shoot himself so I needed to post something happy.
Something happy... I haven't strangled anyone this week.
Probably not what he was getting at.
Just like people are more likely to take the time to file a customer service complaint than a compliment - it is easier to blog when I am irritated or have something to passionately rant about.
Something happy. How about...
We had family dinner last night. I used to dread and rarely have family dinner at mom's. Now we do it a minimum of once a month. It is crazy, hectic and a lot of laughs. The littlest brother (and maid of honor) brought his girlfriend (who will eventually be his wife) and his roommate (one of the greatest people on the planet) to witness it all. The middle brother pretty much sits through it shaking his head.
My mom is a wonderful cook and extremely tolerant of our shenanigans. Last night's focus was the bachelorette party (a country hopping t-shirt boondoggle planned by the youngest), tattoos (the manfolk just got one the day before - post to follow about that), and some reminiscing about trips to jail and how people meet.
We are a good natured group and (in spite of her occasional weak objection to the fact) incredibly open with one another. I am sure it is overwhelming for an outsider, sometimes it can be overwhelming for us, but I wouldn't trade it for anything.
It makes my heart smile.
How's that for happy?
Something happy... I haven't strangled anyone this week.
Probably not what he was getting at.
Just like people are more likely to take the time to file a customer service complaint than a compliment - it is easier to blog when I am irritated or have something to passionately rant about.
Something happy. How about...
We had family dinner last night. I used to dread and rarely have family dinner at mom's. Now we do it a minimum of once a month. It is crazy, hectic and a lot of laughs. The littlest brother (and maid of honor) brought his girlfriend (who will eventually be his wife) and his roommate (one of the greatest people on the planet) to witness it all. The middle brother pretty much sits through it shaking his head.
My mom is a wonderful cook and extremely tolerant of our shenanigans. Last night's focus was the bachelorette party (a country hopping t-shirt boondoggle planned by the youngest), tattoos (the manfolk just got one the day before - post to follow about that), and some reminiscing about trips to jail and how people meet.
We are a good natured group and (in spite of her occasional weak objection to the fact) incredibly open with one another. I am sure it is overwhelming for an outsider, sometimes it can be overwhelming for us, but I wouldn't trade it for anything.
It makes my heart smile.
How's that for happy?
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Zombies?
It is like everyone has lost their damn mind.
Conversations we just had seem to be forgotten. Common sense it out the window.
It is a full moon?
People are killing me.
I would like to go back to bed and start over or maybe just skip this day.
Conversations we just had seem to be forgotten. Common sense it out the window.
It is a full moon?
People are killing me.
I would like to go back to bed and start over or maybe just skip this day.
Monday, February 21, 2011
Get me the hell out of here...
I have spring fever. Have spent the afternoon planning long weekends and little getaways that seem completely necessary right now.
Remind me of that when I have no vacation days come October.
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