Showing posts with label Ashley. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ashley. Show all posts

11.28.2006

My Top 10

I haven’t updated in awhile, and while I keep wanting to with all the glorious tidbits of life I experienced during the last week, I just haven’t. Ay.

Anyways, to make the brain dump easier on myself – and you, oh loyal reader(s) – I have compiled a list of my top 10 Blogger-ish Moments. The first five kinda suck, because I can’t think of that many things that happened.

10. I love having four days off from work; however, the “Case of the Mondays” are particularly heinous afterwards.
9. Justin’s grandmother had cancer treatments on Thanksgiving Day. Very sad. BUT, she is still so beautiful – and her wig makes her look at least 10 years younger! I just think that is fabulous.
8. Black Friday was surprisingly easy going at Last Call in Austin. I mainly wanted to beat people up because they had poor fashion sense, not a poor attitude.
7. Potheads are sooo not cool. Not as much a blogger moment, as fact. Don’t do drugs, become a underpaid professional instead – it has the same downer effect.
6. Seeing a bunch of old people get off a bus in front of my parent’s house to pick pecans. HAHAHA.
5. Taking a 5-mile walk while the old people are picking pecans, only to come back and see my dad taking a picture of the old people in front of said bus and parent’s house. I was too tired to do another 5 miles though, so I just laughed really hard.
4. Going with Ashley to Fredericksburg on Saturday for a day of shopping. Nothing really that blog-tastic, other than the fact I blew an unbelievable amount of money of stuff that quite easily qualifies as junk. Makes for good Christmas gifts, I suppose. Just don’t ask me where I got your gift. Gift to myself – some Uggs… but I got those at Nordstrom after shopping in Fredericksburg.
3. Walter getting loose in the backyard and us freaking out that he ran away, only to find out he had somehow managed to prop up the fence, craw over to the neighbors, and get stuck over there. What a nut.
2. Justin breaking a pitcher filled with Crystal Light all over the kitchen floor. That’s not the funny part. The funny part was him trying to figure out how to use a mop – it was his first time mopping. Hil-ar-e-mus!
1. Being asked to vacuum my parents house and clean the bathroom (like, the toilet, the tub, everything) in return for staying there. Needless to say, we won’t be staying there again any time soon. Silly ‘rents!

7.04.2006

God Bless America… and Mexican Beer!


I guess the Fourth has different meaning for everyone, and I’m no different.

There are parents praying for the safe return of their sons and daughters from Iraq, war veterans recalling previous battles and what they fought for, while others find it an opportunity to celebrate a day off from work for fun, food, and drunkenness.

But for me, I find it a chance to reflect on my granddad, who passed away five years ago today. I always have a rough go at it in the weeks leading up to the Fourth, I guess because his death was the first and only passing I’ve ever witnessed. To be honest, I hope I never see something like that again, but I suppose I’m lucky to have lived to 19 and never witnessed someone dying in front of you.

So this morning, I woke up, cried a little, remembered what a true American stands for, and spent the day with Ashley and her family out in Comfort. I was thinking about going home to Dallas, but I had to work yesterday, and I found out my mom had to work. That and my family never talks, reflects, discusses the Fourth and Gramps’ passing, so I figured, what’s the point?

Comfort, Texas is about an hour and a half southwest of Austin, between Kerrville and San Antonio on I-10. It’s a beautiful drive through the Hill Country, and there is nothing quite like a serene 70-mph drive on Hwy. 290 through Johnson City and Fredericksburg while listening to Madonna and Kelly Clarkson. Haha. God bless crappy, yet awesome pop music.

I got there in time to see a traditional July Fourth parade, complete with “Little Miss Comfort” pageant contestants and their floats. After a few good laughs at the fake waves these girls were tossing out to the crowd, I quickly realized they must be taught to wave like corpses. I also learned that a horizontal oval looks much better in presentation than the more common circle wave.

But probably the best float/parade moment was the Mexican float. Now, I hate being stereotypical, but this totally went down!

So, their float was just a big trailer, not decorated, with people just sitting in the float, not really doing anything. And
instead of throwing candy to the children like the rest of the floats, they had coolers filled to the brim with, take a guess, Mexican beer. AND they were passing the stuff out to the crowd along the streets!! HAHAHAHAHA! I couldn’t stop laughing, and if I had thought before I left my house the morning, I totally would have grabbed my camera for a blog picture opportunity!

Only in Texas would that stuff go down, and only a city south of Waco and outside of the Bible Belt would something like this be approved as a valid parade float. HAHAHA.

So, happy Fourth -- and happy shortened work week!

5.01.2006

XX-XY (Maybe even an XXH?)

What a boring day. I have a lot to do, and I’m doing it, but geez, I just want to go home and nap. I’m having a really bad headache, stemming from lack of water and annoying florescent lighting, and we are getting a new mattress delivered this evening for a bed we haven’t finished putting together. Lovely.

Yesterday was a busy day. We had to finish cleaning the apartment and turn in our keys (about an hour in we both said “Fuck It” – to cleaning) and left. Haha. Ashley stopped by to see the house before she left for Houston. While she was in town she got a sweet new car – fully loaded Toyota Four Runner… gorgeous – and so Justin christens it with “JB was Here” on the back window. I’m pretty sure Ashley was a little miffed, but her car was dirty, and it attracts immature boys to write stupid sayings.

Ivette and Lissette stopped by to scope out the house too, which was fun. I got to see Ivette’s new sweet ride (which I’m thinking, if you want to get a new car, just plan to stop by our house). They got Walter a ball, and it was hilarious. He destroyed it in literally 15 minutes. Walter is crazy.

Then we went to a 2 year-old birthday party. Colin is cute, and I’m fairly sure he is going to take after his dad and cousins (that being Justin) and be a sarcastic terror. He’ll do something, give you an evil glare, and then crack up. It’s just a sign. Then someone told me that my baby will look like Colin. Colin’s cute, and I hope that my kid gets red hair, but I would prefer a freak of recessive genes and the kid have dark hair and dark skin, like the rest of my family. Haha.

Which, speaking of, remember those blocks that you would do in middle school to track recessive genes and dominant genes. They actually stopped teaching that in schools because kids were figuring out their mom or dad wasn’t really their mom or dad. Crazy stuff.

Okay, back to word. My seven minute break was long over due, and subsequently, now over.

4.03.2006

Weekend Update!

Friday night, Justin and I ventured to Houston for a visit with my friend, Ashley. I missed out on a birthday party for Ivette back in Austin (though I got quite an interesting call on my cell phone from two individuals that I have saved. Hahaha… that was pretty hilarious) but I still had a good time in Houston.

Saturday was spent doing too much shopping. We started at the Galleria where I purchased some clothing at Nordstrom’s, The Limited, and Ann Taylor Loft (PLEASE LOVE OF GOD OPEN ONE IN AUSTIN) while Justin wandered aimlessly throughout the mall.

Justin decided to go from kiosk to kiosk to humor the hard-working individuals of T-Mobile and some gimmicky nail booth. For example, Justin was walking by, and was asked, “Have you ever heard of the Dead Sea,” quickly followed by, “Do you believe in magic?” Then they tested their product on his middle finger (how appropriate) and tried to convince him to purchase it first for himself, then when he wasn’t going waiver, for me.

At the T-Mobile booth, the guy asked him if he was a UT grad and they just talked about random stuff for five minutes. Then the guy asked him if he wanted a new phone. Justin’s phone is really a mini computer that his company paid for and pays for part of his cell service. Once Justin said that, the guy was like, well, um, have a great day. Haha.

After the Galleria, we went to a baseball card shop where Justin blew about $135. He can never complain about how much I spend on clothing ever again. He keeps telling me that his stuff appreciates over time, is worth money, etc., but Justin never plans to actually sell these things, so that argument is a tad moot.

We ate at this place called Lupe’s Tortillas, and I took a picture of the menu because it was funny, but I don’t have a way to upload my pics, so I’ll get them up this evening.

For dinner we were going to eat at this place called Benjy’s in the Rice Village, but because they are assholes we ended up eating at Katz’s, which was cool, but they have one in Austin, so not that unique to me. We called Benjy’s around 3 p.m. to make a reservation, but since we had to watch the final minutes of the Florida/George Mason game (which ended up being a blow out), they told us that we didn’t need to make one.

So we get there, and of course they tell us the wait is an hour. Why tell us to come on in without a reservation because “there won’t be much of a wait” and then get there and they look at us like we are crazy because we didn’t make a reservation? I wanted to bitch them out for making a stupid suggestion to us, but the atmosphere was snobby so we just left. I wish I could have bitched them out. I wanted to really bad. But Ashley isn’t confrontational, and I didn’t want to cause a scene.

Instead, to the 4 people that read this blog and to the googlers who put “Houston” and “Benjy’s” into their search, don’t go there!!! The rude wait staff is enough to not ever try that place for real.

Sunday we went to Ikea and bought a coffee table, canopy bed for the guest bedroom, lamps, and a duvet cover before heading home. I spent three hours putting that bloody thing together and still haven’t finished. I was making great time until it came to the part of putting the metal support beams in.

I have no idea what the directions are describing visually. Ashley has the same bed, and I can’t figure out the jimmy-rigged system her and her boyfriend used. ARGH!

Okay, that’s all for now – except to say that Grey’s Anatomy was killer awesome AGAIN yesterday. I love that show, especially in HD. ;)

3.31.2006

Happy Birthday Ashley

i forgot to give ashley a shout out birthday wish yesterday, which is horrible – although i did call her to wish her a happy birthday, but i’m making up for it today!
so happy belated birthday ashley, and thanks for being a swell friend, and not psycho, like some people. thanks for rooming with me in college, and all that comes with that crazy task – sharing clothes, watching the disney family channel all day on sundays, etc. many fun times to come! wee!