Monday, October 24, 2005

Funny stuff, for gals only

  • whack it here!

  • and one for the guys
  • see it here!

    Friday, October 21, 2005


    Today is Biff's birthday! He's ooooooold.

    Wednesday, October 19, 2005


    Lately I have been feeling a little run down.
    You know when you try to do too much?
    Or in my case, you feel like you cannot enjoy your down time because you should be doing more.
    Working or cleaning or helping someone.
    I don't feel like I can ever just sit on the couch and veg out.
    My parents are very much 'do everything' people. They have a couple or a few jobs going at once and I feel my idle time may not be well spent. I am trying to get over it though. I don't work as much as some people, but I feel like I do enough to keep me in the lifestyle I enjoy.
    How does a person find the balance between working, having a social life and still finding time to rest? I view my rest time as sleep time. But it is not the same.
    I need to find a balance and not feel guilty when I am not booked 24/7. I need to learn to enjoy the down time and smell those flowers or take that drive.
    Man, what a whiner!
    Thanks for reading.

    Saturday, October 15, 2005


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    What do you get when you mix a man in an eye patch, a Hispanic lullaby and a unisex bathroom? Well, you get Hambone's on Main in Mesa. The destination for fun on a Friday night.
    We wound up there by accident while waiting for a text message with further instructions from Matt, visiting MINI owner. When we open the door and peer inside, it is full of rowdy Hispanics and Indians playing pool, singing karaoke, and teetering around drunkenly.
    We saddle up to the bar and Biff orders a "large" Amber Bock which of course turns out to be a large pitcher. I thought, Oh my gawd, we are going to be here all night. The half drunk man to my left informs me that Biff and I look like we are meant to be and he would like to be at our wedding. Poor Biff, he can hardly eek out a sentence.
    I call my girl Trace who lives in Mesa and ask her to meet us here thinking she will really get a kick out of this place. She saunters in and informs us that her ex-husband owns this bar and oh looky, there he is!!!
    "He" turns out to be this little guy whose angry current wife is glaring at Trace with venon in her eyes. Trace and Paul chat on and off throughout the evening. He's a nice guy and seems happy to see her again.
    Around 11 pm, I finally receive the coveted text message from Matt who writes that he has been bored at the party and wants to know what we are doing since he has not heard from us. Her has not heard from US???? Yes, apparently he sent a text message at 9 that I never got. I will probably get it around 5 this afternoon. Damn Verizon!!!
    So we pick up Matt from the boring party and come back to the raging party at Hambone's. Matt walks in with this oversize black cowboy hat on his head. Heads swivel, the music screeches to a halt. Haha, just kidding. It is almost as iff these barhoppers expect him to waltz right in.
    So we hang out there for a while and then I start bitching about having to go to work tomorrow so the party breaks up. What have we learned from this experience? Fun can be found 'round all corners. Even the ones you wouldn't expect.

    Monday, October 10, 2005

    MINI is home!

    She looks good as new! I am very glad to have her back. Driving the Civic was fun and brought back some old mems, but nothing beats a MINI. Elwood Body did a great job, except when I dropped her off Scott told me they were going to chain her down, strip her and that 4 or 5 guys would be all over her. Sounds like gang rape to me. :(
    But he said she took it like a pro. Hahaha.
    Off to motor...

    Monday, October 03, 2005

    The news...

    The biggest ficus tree in Phoenix is being murdered today. I have lived at this address for 9 years and this beautiful tree has not only provided shade, but has been a home for the hundreds of chirpees on my block. I would come home from work and hear them all chatting as loud as a high school cafeteria. It always made me smile. I thought it would never leave the spot it is rooted to, but today at 6:30 am, the chainsaws started up. I was roused rudely from my slumber and found it was too late to stage a coup. My neighbor and I always said we would camp out in it if we heard they were going to do this. It is obvious why we weren't warned. I am sad.
    On another note, I dropped off the MINI this morning to have repairs to the body and paint done. Should be done on Friday. I miss her already. I am driving my old Honda that my Dad bought from me. It is like traveling back in time. So many memories in that little car. I bought her in 1995 brand new. Many adventures ensued. It is like visiting with an old friend. When I started her up, a song about "haven't seen you in a while..." was playing. I felt like she was talking to me like "Christine" always spoke to Arnie through the radio. If you haven't seen the Stephen King movie, you really must.
    That is all for now.
    Love and smoochies.