Well, we are here in fabulous Las Vegas and wow are we having fun!!!
We were planning on leaving work at one yesterday but because the office staff was going to be short that afternoon our boss declared everyone leave for lunch at 12 and come back at one. Since we were leaving at one that meant we get to leave an hour early. I didn’t complain.
Rob picked us up and dropped us off at the airport where Jenn and her daughter Maddie met us for lunch. We enjoyed a nice meal and then it was off to go through security where they ran my purse about a thousand times before finding out that my little mono-pod for my camera was not a shotgun.
The flight was okay until the decent of course. I knew that it would be bumpy because of the heat but even the two glasses of wine I drank couldn’t stave off a minor panic attack. Paula was a doll and kept making me laugh so I couldn’t get too worried. In the end she said it was helpful to her that I was a basket case so she couldn’t be.
Finally we were on the ground and after a quick stop at baggage claim to get Paula’s bag we were off and onto the shuttle in no time. In the back of the shuttle with virtually no air conditioning, Paula and I melted a little until we got to the Venetian and checked in.
Up in the room we took two mini vodkas out of the mini bar and had a cocktail while we relaxed a little from the flight. We were giddy with our freedom to put it mildly. It’s not that our husbands are overbearing by any stretch of the imagination but the word frugal comes to mind. Had they been there they would have reminded us that a quick trip to the liquor store downstairs would have given us more bang for our buck and probably would have cost less than the two tiny bottles and can of soda we took out of the bar. And they would probably be right, that is not the point. The point was that we were on vacation and if after a bumpy flight we wanted to relax with an expensive cocktail in the room, then dammit, we deserved it.
Because our flight was late and the shuttle took forever we didn’t have the time we wanted to go gamble a little so we just got tarted up and headed out to the Excalibur for the Thunder From Down Under show.
Once at the casino we got a quick drink and got our tickets from will call before settling in at a bar so we could smoke.
Finally they opened the doors and we took our seats at the first table and waited. There were tons of bachelorettes there so that was fun to see them all dressed up.
I was a little worried because the theater was so small looking. On the advertisements they made it look like a huge auditorium and it was really just the size of a small club with an average to small stage.
Having said that, I ate my words when they guys took the stage! Wow! Not only are these boys HOT, but they are fabulous dancers and everything was so polished and co-ordinated. The energy was through the roof. And I needn’t have worried about the small stage because they kept leaping off of it and dancing on our tables., running through the crowds, grinding on the ladies.
I can’t express how much fun this was. I highly recommend it to any gal that wants to have a good time and be thisclose to some prime eye candy. The only bummer about this show is that you can’t take pictures. No pictures but you are fully encouraged to touch the men. Anywhere you want to. Heh.
At the end they invite everyone to come on stage and have your pictures taken with the boys (for a fee of course) and while we wanted to do that, we realized we’d probably be in line for another two hours if we did so we opted out.
Instead we found a liquor store and stocked up on booze, soda and snacks before cabbing it back to our hotel where we changed into our PJ’s and had some cocktails. It had been such a long day so we decided we would just stay in and fiddle on the computer, having drinks and relaxing. And that is just what we did.
Twice during the night there was some commotion in the hallway that woke us up but other than that it wasn’t a bad sleep. We woke around eight and got ready for breakfast.
That is when Paula and I met Joey Buttafucco.Okay, it wasn’t REALLY Joey Buttafucco but he sure looked like him! He had on a white wife beater with his massive amount of grey chest hair showing through the top, a pair of running shorts and some cute white socks with black bunnies or something similar on them, pulled all the way up with his sneakers. Now that I think about it, I’m not sure he was as much Joey Buttafucco as Pauly Walnuts from the Sopranos. Either way, you get the idea.
He came down on the elevator with us, it was around nine in the morning. He mentioned that us girls were up early. We laughed and said we were starving because we had drank our dinner. He told us that he tried to place a sports bet the night before but they told him he couldn’t. That is why he was up at the ungodly hour of nine in the morning. He started advising us where to go to breakfast, but we told him where we wanted to go and he followed us down in the second elevator to the casino floor, telling us about how the other food place was closer but the one we wanted had a better selection.
When we reached the casino floor he asked us if we knew where to go and Paula piped up: “Yes, we know right were to go!” Even though we didn’t because I’m pretty sure he would have asked to join us once we got there. Heh.
At the Grand Lux Cafe we got a nice yummy breakfast. Paula was a good girl and got the omelet but not me, I was on vacation dammit and got the truckers special. That is why she is skinny and I am not.
With our bellies full we sat down and some machines and played for awhile. We both got a morning cocktail(screwdriver for me and a bloody mary for Paula) and played a while longer. Me breaking even and Paula winning on the dollar slots.
Finally the booze and lack of sleep from the night before hit us and it was back up to the room where Paula played around on the computer and I took a wonderfully relaxing bath in the huge tub while reading my book. Oh that was just heaven!! It left me relaxed yet refreshed.
We uncorked a bottle of wine and talked for awhile before we got ready and went to the wax museum. As usual, it was wonderful. We took tons of pictures and it was so fun. Well worth the price of admission even though I forgot my coupons.
After that we stopped off at the pizza place at the food court where Paula was a good girl and got a salad and I got a slice of deep dish. That is why she is skinny and I am not.
Soon it was time to get all dressed up and go see Phantom of the Opera. I had seen it once before with Rob on one of our anniversary trips and had just been floored. Knowing Paula was such a fan of the movie I popped for the tickets so she could see it live. I knew what an amazing experience it had been for me and I knew she would have the same appreciation.As soon as the curtain was raised she and I were both enthralled in the tale and mesmerized by the costumes and sets. She said it was one of the best things she had ever seen and I was so glad I was able to give her that experience.
After we got back we had some cocktails in the room and talked a lot. Deep, meaningful, booze-fueled conversations. It was cool, but we decided that it was time to go down and gamble more.
We hit a good run on a Sopranos penny slot. We kept winning but the streak turned bad and we ended up losing. It was okay though because we had a helluva good time doing it and it lasted a long time.
We decided it was time to pick up some pizza and head back up to the room. That is where we are now. Paula has retired to bed and I will follow shortly but I had to type out this blog before I forgot some stuff.
Okay…it’s way late and I need to go to bed. This has been an amazing trip and I’m so happy we got to go!
And how was your weekend?
Upcoming Travels
So I don’t know if I really blogged about it before other than mentioning it in passing but Paula and I are hitting Vegas this weekend for a little girls weekend of fun.
I got an insanely good deal at the Venetian so I finally get to stay there! That just puts me over the moon! I’ve wanted to stay there for so many years and now I finally get to.
We got the cheap flights out of Monterey so we leave on Friday and come home on Sunday. So it’s going to be another really fast trip but I’m pretty stoked. You can’t tell that can you?
Tonight I’ll try and see how much clothes I can stuff into the laptop backpack and my big purse. They charge you 35 bucks to check a bag so I’ll see if I can make due. Last time I had my own backpack but Rob said the laptop case is quite roomy. We’ll see.
In other news the fires are still raging near my house. According to my friend Meegs who is friends with a firefighter out here we shouldn’t be in any danger but it was so creepy this morning.
The smoke was hanging low in the air and as we drove in towards the village the only thing passing us was a long string of fire trucks.
I’m a little worried about leaving for the weekend. If Rob has to evacuate while I’m gone I’m sure he’ll be fine but I’ll feel pretty helpless. I think I might put together a box before I leave of things I want him to take in case.
Hmmm. Good idea.
Not much else going on around my neck of the woods. Vegas in August is shaping up to be a whirlwind trip of lots of things to do and people to see. I’m so happy that DD and Alan are coming out to see us! Our friends Chad and Denise will also be in town for a night. We haven’t seen them since Glenn’s wedding in 2001 so that will be cool. Plus of course my mom and we’ll hang out with Marc and Jenna again and finally get to meet Baby Cooper. He was still in Jenna’s belly last year when we saw them. 🙂
I’m very much looking forward to that trip as well.
In September I’m heading back to Maine for the first time since I think 2002. I’m looking forward to being there but not getting there. The flight is divided into three legs and I’m taking the red eye out. My hope is that I’ll get to sleep during the middle flight since that is like 5 hours. If I get to sleep on the plane it’s kinda like gaining an extra day. That has always been my biggest gripe about flying back home. You lose two days just in traveling. At any rate the I haven’t traveled for this length of time by myself since I left for AZ in 1999…and if I remember right I was sucking down airline bottles of booze to help ease my fears. 🙂 I don’t think my mom would appreciate coming to pick me up and finding me staggering and reeking of booze. Heh. I guess that is what Xanax is for eh?
California Wildfires
In case any of my friends outside of where I live are interested, there are a lot of fires going on in California right now. A lot of them were sparked by a lightening storm that we had recently and I am really frightened about how many will be sparked after 4th of July.
They’ve pretty much banned fireworks around here because of the fires and I am glad of that.
Right now there is a fire raging fairly near my house…not alarmingly near but we can see and feel the smoke in the air and there has been ashes raining from the sky on a couple of days.
It’s disturbing to me because of a couple of factors.
The first is that I quit smoking in August and in the past week I have felt the like I was still smoking given the air quality since the fires. My lungs have felt crappy and there has been that nasty dry hacking cough in the back of my throat in the morning. There is literally a haze on the horizon and it is all smoke from the fire. Today was the first day I saw blue sky before leaving my house this morning.
The second is that locations within 15 miles of my house are now on voluntary evacuation right now. Rob said it is only because of the back fires they lit to help stop the fire and I’m sure that is true, but it doesn’t make me feel any less safe.
Everyone is reassuring me that there is nothing wrong and it will be stopped before it reaches the point of evacuation…and this is exactly what I will tell my mother if she calls and asks about it, but I’m really scared.
Mostly I’m scared to leave the dogs here during the day. I know in the sane part of my mind that we will be notified well enough in advance to bring the dogs to my inlaws, but the panic part of my brain says, well, to panic!
I know that I’m being totally irrational but I can feel the anxiety building(it is what I do, after all) and I just want to make it stop.
Okay, that is all. I know I’m safe and that I will be okay but it helps to vent sometimes.
Thanks for listening Internet.
Of Course I did.
Okay so it’s now less than three weeks away from a quickie girls weekend in Vegas that Paula and I just put together(allegiant air rules!)
It’s going to be awesome, we’re staying in a suite at the Venetian and we have tickets for Thunder from Down Under at the Excalibur(Front row thankyouverymuch). I just can’t wait!
Well, last night I ordered this arm extender thing for my camera. It basically makes it so that you can take a picture of you and whoever you are with in front of something without having to ask someone to do it or to look like it’s just your faces in the shot. This is very exciting to me. Not just for this upcoming trips but hell, I’m going to carry that thing everywhere! You know how I am about my camera and taking pictures right? Now I can actually be in some of the pictures I take!!
Soooooooooooo….
This afternoon I tarted myself up because I was bored and I thought I would take pictures of a couple of different shirts that I was considering wearing in Vegas…you know cleavage bearing shirts and all that. I was going to send the pics to Paula to see what she thought(she is much more fashion minded than I).
Can you guess what happened?
Instead of using the tripod that I bought months ago and have never taken out of the box, I propped the camera up on the big screen TV. I’ve done this many times when I have taken a picture of myself with no problems.
Not today kid! After a couple of shots, I turned it on it’s side to get a lengthwise view and set the timer. As I posed I watched the camera tumble to the carpet. I laughed, picked it up and tried again.
This time the camera just beeped at me. I picked it up and looked at it. Wait, the lens isn’t supposed to slant off to the side is it?
Yup, I broke the fucking camera!
I’ll say that one more time: I BROKE THE FUCKING CAMERA!!!
The thing I use almost daily. I broke it because I was being vain and taking pictures of myself. I broke it because I was being lazy and didn’t want to set up the tripod. I broke it THREE WEEKS before my big girls weekend in Vegas! I broke it less than 24 hours after ordering a really cool accessory for it!
How stupid do I feel?
I fessed up to Rob and surprisingly he isn’t upset. He said he was never sold on this camera and he is going to take it as a blessing in disguise.
So today we are going to research cameras online and tomorrow, after Rob is done playing the farmers market in Salinas, we will head over to Best Buy and see about picking up a new one.
But seriously…only me!
EDITED TO ADD:
Oh yeah, and I just broke my temporary crown on my tooth too. Goooo me!
So I left work around 1:30 on Friday–my birthday–and Rob and I headed out to the Monterey Airport for the maiden voyage of Allegiant Airlines new flight from there directly to Vegas.
There had been all sorts of promotions on the radio and in the paper on this launch since they were offering the first flights at 49 bucks each way. Rob and I looked into it and decided that it was about time we had a quick weekend trip to Vegas again.
When we lived in AZ it was only a five hour drive so we did it quite often. Since we moved the only times we get out to gamble is one week in August for our anniversary. We booked this flight because it fell on my birthday, I didn’t realize at the time that this would be the first run on this particular flight path until Rob brought it up to me.
When we got to the airport there was a healthy line for such a tiny airport but more importantly, there was Elvis. Yes, Elvis and his little showgirl friend were there to launch the 1st flight every from Monterey to Vegas. It was kinda funny all the people wanting to have their picture taken with him knowing they were about to fly into a town with a million other Elvy around.
When we finally made it through security and got to go board the plane, we were handed “goody bags” as we exited the building. They consisted of a deck of cards, Elvis style sunglasses, a flashing vegas sign magnet, a Vegas collectible spoon and a couple of other cute little vegas things.
As we made our way to our seats I noticed that ever empty seat had a plastic champagne glass sitting in it. Yup, we got some free bubbly while in flight served by Elvis and the showgirl. I found this very amusing because before I left on Friday my office-mate Misty was singing to me that I was going on a plane and they were going to give me free champagne because it was my birthday, just joking around. Heh!
The other perk the airline gave us was at the end of the flight, everyone aboard got vouchers for Blue Man Group tickets Saturday night! I love this airline!
The flight got quite bumpy as we made our decent and I had a bit of a panic attack but soon we were on the ground and meeting Renee by the shuttle bus.
Due to the location of our hotel we were the last ones to be dropped off but that was fine.
Check in at the El Cortez was a breeze and our room was surprisingly large. We quickly headed downstairs to get our players cards and take pictures for a keychain that was offered in the fun book they gave us. After that it was off to Walgreens to pick up some snacks and drinks and things we would need for the weekend that we didn’t pack.
We relaxed in the room for awhile after we got back and then headed down to gamble. Renee was running on about two hours sleep from the night before and after a couple of cocktails was feeling the effects of both. We found Rob and decided to go across the street to Mamacita’s Mexican place where we ordered a ton of food and sobered up while waiting for it.
Back in the room we changed into our jammies and ate. We all agreed that we might go back downstairs for a little black jack in a little bit. We weren’t really ready to go to bed yet.
Renee laid down for a 15 minute power nap and told us to wake her up when we wanted to go downstairs. A half an hour later my attempt to wake her was greeted with an unenthusiastic “mnnhmmphhh.” I asked her if she wanted to stay and sleep and she said yes so Rob and I left her in dreamland.
Downstairs Rob and I lost money at an alarmingly rapid rate at the first black jack table we came to so we decided that table games were done for the trip. Feeling kind of defeated, we sat at the bar and played some quarter video black jack for awhile and then decided we’d had it and came back upstairs and went to bed.
Saturday morning we woke up ungodly early, showered and got ready. We trotted on down to Neonopolis to the theater and got our tickets to see our girls in the Sex and The City movie.
As we were buying our tickets, the token gay SATC male fan came up to us. He was wearing tight white jeans, a white tank top and a white newsboy cap. He took one look at us and said: “You girls going to see Carrie?” He was adorable and if I lived here I would have totally exchanged numbers and become friends. We said of course and we discussed the benefits of seeing it at ten in the morning as opposed to the chaos that must have been the Friday premiere.
He was right because it turned out there were only five of us in the whole theater once the movie started.
It was, of course, wonderful. It started out a little slow for me. I think it was because they have to give a sort of preamble to those who have never seen the shows. Kind of like the beginning of the Stephanie Plum novel. It has to be explained for those that aren’t familiar with the past plot lines. But I already know this part, skip to the good stuff would ya??
It got better and I think I teared up at least five times. Had I been watching in the the privacy of my own home I probably would have been flat out bawling but alas I had to hold it in.
The bad thing about the movie is now there is nothing to look forward to. They have covered everything they need to cover and there won’t be another movie. Nor would I really think I would want one because it would just have to rehash everything this one did in order to be half as interesting, but…it’s so final. The girls are retired. Don’t get me wrong, I was looking forward to this movie and am so happy it was made. It’s just kinda like, I didn’t want it to end.
At any rate we left the movies and hit Walgreens for more soda for Rob and came back to the hotel.
We went downstairs and gambled a bit but I just wasn’t feeling it. I had some luck on a wheel of fortune machine but I was just too tired. I left Rob and Renee to play and came up to the room to lie down. I didn’t sleep but it was nice to lay down for a while.
Soon it was time to get ready and go to our complimentary tickets to Blue Man Group. I have seen the show twice before when it was at the Luxor, but it’s a phenomenal show. Renee had never seen it and the price was right. We had the front desk call a cab and then headed down.
I knew it would be a bad cab ride when the driver picked us up and promptly backed into a metal post, messing up the back end of his cab and just kept driving. He took the freeway, drove at a crazy speed and changed lanes often without using his turn signals.
Thankfully we made it to the Venetian safely and got our tickets to the show.
We had an hour to kill so we stopped at an Asian place to eat dinner. We had tons of leftovers but no place to store them during the show so we had to waste the food.
After dinner we stopped at a slot machine so we could smoke. I put five dollars in a nickel machine and promptly won 78 dollars. When I say promptly, I mean the first turn of the reels! I couldn’t believe it but I cashed out right away!
The show was awesome of course. If you’ve never seen it, it can’t be described so I’ll spare you the trying. It’s just a kick ass show. I was glad to see there were some new bits that had been added since the first two shows that I had seen. Oh, and our seats were fabulous. We were so freaking close it wasn’t funny. Did I mention I love Allegiant Air?
The cab ride home was less scary and cheaper so I tipped the guy more.
We played a 20 but cashed out at ten when Renee lost her money.
For a little while no one really seemed to know where they wanted to go or what they wanted to do so we just milled around under the FMS canopy until the last show of the night started. We watched it as I taped it with my camera, but it wasn’t very good.
After we spotted another wheel of fortune machine in the Fremont so we plunked down and put a 20 in. I got a couple of crap bonuses until I finally got the 5000 credit bonus putting my 20 up to 70 something. We of course cashed out and then Renee said we should go to Four Queens and get a drink. So we put some money in some video poker machines at the bar and got comped a bunch of drinks.
At that point we were tired and somewhat drunk so we headed to the Chicago Brewpub and got some grub to bring back to the room. We got White Garlic Pizza, Cheese Knots, and hot wings and headed up to the room where we ate and fell asleep while watching that movie about the puppets from the south park guys.
All too soon we had to wake up and get ready to leave. We all showered, dressed and packed up. Rob went downstairs to play some roulette for a co-worker and Renee and I finished up our packing. We all met up downstairs and eventually caught the shuttle back to the airport after Renee put five in a machine and cashed out with 35.00!
When we got to the airport we bid Renee goodbye and headed off to our separate gates. After we got through the security checkpoint we stopped at a bank of chairs to put our shoes back on. It was then when Rob discovered his boarding pass and ID were missing. We searched and searched all our carry on luggage but it was no use. They were gone. The only thing that Rob could think of was that he set them down in one of those buckets while taking the laptop out and putting it back in it’s case but when he asked lost and found they hadn’t seen anything.
So we ended up going to the gate and the very nice people there told us that if we couldn’t find it they would probably be able to have TSA approve another boarding pass with my ID and last name and his credit cards as identification.
With that knowledge he headed back to the lost and found while I got a mini pizza from the pizza hut express. About ten minutes later he texted me that they had found it and he was coming back to the gate. Phew!!! What a relief!
The contrast from the flight to Vegas and from Vegas was stereotypically funny. On the Friday flight to Vegas everyone was whooping it up, getting drunk on free champagne and being loud. On the way home on Sunday everyone was very subdued and hungover. Everyone had sunglasses on and was sleeping on the flight. Heh.
Great trip, great memories.
Things to do and NOT to do before your birthday
Okay I am turning 34 tomorrow and heading to Vegas for the weekend so I thought I would put together a list of things you should do and not do right before your vacation birthday.
1) DO: enjoy a fabulous lunch with your girls! Enjoy every bit of their time and thank goodness you have them in your life.
2) DO: Talk to the friend you are traveling with and plan your fabulous weekend. It is half as exciting as the actual vacation.
3) DO: Pack and get everything squared away for the trip.
4) DO: Shave your legs and pits for a weekend trip. Can’t pack your razor if you aren’t checking a bag!
5) DO NOT: decide to give yourself a makeshift pedicure the night before your flight. Especially when you “shave” off too much skin and can’t stop bleeding
6) DO NOT: pretend like you can stop the bleeding and you didn’t do anything wrong from your husband that is VERY worried.
7) DO: sit and wait until you both figure something out and put pressure on your big toe bleeder.
8) DO: thank goodness that the bleeding has finally stopped and you can just chalk it up to stupidity.
9) DO: finish packing and eat dinner.
10) DO: Try really hard to sleep, knowing that you get to fly out to Vegas the next day!
I hope this has helped all of you.
Not exactly what I had in mind
It is Wednesday night. For me that means it is Avon night. This is the night I get my Avon boxes in. So I plan on watching TV while doling out the goodies and then playing with all the new toys I ordered for myself.
Tonight? Not so much, the dogs had other things in mind for me.
Last night we baked some chicken in the oven on a rack on top of a cookie sheet. You know, so all the grease drips onto the cookie sheet and you don’t have to eat it. We left said cookie sheet on the counter this morning because neither of us had time to clean it up. We pushed it far back on the kitchen counter and figured it was out of the big dogs reach and therefore safe.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Yeah, that’s funny.
We got home and the house reeked of old chicken grease and dog piss and poop. The cookie sheet was overturned on the kitchen floor and the floor was all sticky. There were two big piss puddles on the living room carpet along with two piles of poop and two piles of vomit.
Fun!!
Rob picked up the solid waste and I swept and mopped the kitchen floor. The piss puddle by the TV was quite substantial so I told Rob I’d get out our little carpet cleaner and suck it up. Rob said okay and moved the big screen TV so I could have better access.
Well, what do we have here? Apparently Pappy has been having a good old fashion Piss Party every day while we are at work. I mean, we knew he peed in the house and are trying to figure out how to get him to stop, but had no idea the magnitude of the peeing that was taking place.
The corner of the carpet that was revealed when he moved the TV was just dark orange with pee stains and saturated. I’m not sure it ever had a change to dry with the little pisser doing his business there so much.
I hauled out the portable carpet cleaner and sucked up the pee. I was hit with such an overwhelming ammonia smell when I turned on the machine that I almost gagged. I pulled off all the pieces and found Pappy Piss in every single part of the machine. I know he had peed around the machine once or twice but this fucker was FILLED with dog piss.
I rinsed everything out and put it back together. It was so foul, I couldn’t believe it. I’ve just sprayed the area by the TV and scrubbed it. I’m letting it soak in and I will suck it all up after I do my Avon.
Yeah, not my ideal night kids!
Okay, now I’m off to do my Avon and watch TV.
Guess who is staying in his crate tomorrow while we are at work??
RIP Bonnie.
So remember me talking about one of my moms best friends getting sick a while back?
They gave her like three months to live or something ridiculous like that.
She lasted a lot longer. I’ve talked to mom a couple of times this month and she told me that Bonnie was in the hospital. Something about her liver being attacked by this sickness.
I have not really let myself think about this because, well, it hasn’t happened yet. She was sick, but still alive. She had outlasted the time frame they gave her so it was okay.
Mom left me a couple of voicemails yesterday and the day before but I didn’t call her back. I told Rob tonight that mom had called last night and he asked if I was going to call her back. I said no. I said that she was going to tell me Bonnie was dead and I didn’t want to hear it.
A few minutes later I shut off my phone because I left the charger at work and I didn’t want to waste the battery.
Rob and I watched Talk Soup and then he headed downstairs to play his guitar. A few minutes later he came up holding his phone. He had it on mute. He said: “I made the mistake of answering your moms call, and it is about Bonnie and I don’t know what you want me to do.”
I took the call.
Bonnie died tonight in Jeanne’s arms at the hospital.
Mom said that Rob had tried to shield me from the call. Heh. He asked her if it was about Bonnie and she said yes and she said he asked several times if it was a message he could relay and she said no. We cried and talked. She said that she was surprised that I cried. She said she promised Rob she wouldn’t make me cry. I told her that the only constants I had while growing up where mom, Jeanne and Bonnie.
As I type this now I’m kinda numb. I had a good cry after I got off the phone with mom and I still don’t really believe it.
The one thing you have to understand is that Bonnie was such a pure and innocent soul. She was so very naive and only thought the best in people. The only thing I can think of is that God needed such an angel as she was. I have to believe that or I will start to get very bitter as to why someone would strike down such a pure heart.
Goodnight sweet Bonnie. You will be missed by all the hearts you touched in your young life. I love you.
Verrrry Interesting
So everyone that can read this should already know that I hate my father and his wife and haven’t had contact with them for many many years.
Occasionally I will do a google search on my old man to see if he is still breathing or if I find an obituary. Yesterday I did just that. I then did a white pages search under his real name and found nothing. Strange, it used to always come up under his name. So I did a search for the stepmonster and came up with the NH address I last had for them. That was even weirder. It had never been in her name before.
Curious, I did a search by his first two initials which is how our phone was listed when I was a kid and look, there he is, listed in a completely different city in NH as her. Hmmm.
You may think this is coincidence but NH is very small and the likelihood that there is another person in that state that lists themselves like my father does is slim to none. So I am forced to ponder(somewhat giddily, I might add) if they have divorced. Oh happy day that they should both be miserable and alone. Yes I am fully aware how horrible that sounds but do not judge me until you have walked a mile in my childhood/adolescent shoes okay?
I suppose I will never know because it’s not like I can call him up after all this time and say: “So Dad, did you cheat on the old bag like you did mom or did you just get sick of being her whipping boy?”
…but I sure can’t wait to tell my mom my theory!!
Annual Year in Review 2007
January:
The month started with us adopting a new dog, Pappy, and adjusting to all that it meant. Jim got shipped back to Iraq and my mom broke her arm.
February:
My MIL had major back surgery and Renee’, James and I met in Reno for another gambling visit!
March:
We enrolled and started Pappy in some training classes.
April:
I hate to say but I didn’t blog in April so I have no idea what I was up to.
May:
Both Rob and mines birthdays were in May, but more important we flew to Phoenix for Brian and Stephs wedding and then got to catch up with DD and Alan.
June:
Didn’t blog in June and am not sure.
July:
My finger infection acted up again…We went to Monterey Pride for the first time and we saw Die Hard 4 in the theatre, and I had issues about my computer at work. Also I get tendenitis of my ankle.
August:
I wished on the lottery and lost, We go to the Watsonville races and Pappy gets a nasty spider bite near his peepee.
We had a week in Vegas with my Mommy where we didn’t win but Rob and I both got new hair.
September:
We headed up to Sac-town to go to Renee’s going away party, and we also go see a local band Rob is friends with in San Jose.
October:
Pappy dresses up like a Pimp Daddy and gets in the local paper. Also I launch my youtube cooking show.
November:
We head up to San Jose and spend the night at Rudy and Jades. We spend Thanksgiving with my inlaws and Pappy loves it!
December:
Xmas at our house is nothing special but we have a pot luck at work and go to my inlaws at Xmas where Pappy loves it again! 🙂
About Me
I am a 50 something married woman living in California.
I enjoy music and traveling, watching crap movies, snuggling with my two adorable dogs and trying to be a good person.
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