One More Thing That REALLY Annoys Me

Ordering and paying for something off e-bay, never getting the merchandies, never getting confirmation from the buyer despite 5 e-mails later and a phone call to an out of service number, and being taken for a ride by someone you've never met.

Things that Annoy Me

1. check out lane employees who comment on your groceries ("movie food"--no that's just my 4 course dinner for tonight)
2. people who think they can show up for their appointments ANY time they want
3. people who DO show up for their appointments ANY time they want
4. immature coworkers
5. when you've got over 100 channels to choose from and there's nothing on
6. doctors who don't call you back
7. doctors who send incomplete or incorrect scripts
8. Target and Kohl's don't have belly rings
9. stupid people
10. stupid people breeding

It Must Have Been the Elevation

I feel obligated to take the time to retract an earlier statement I have made: "Thank Goodness for Guiness." Now, for most of those who know me, I don't like beer, not even Corona. So I have to sink low and order cider if they ever have it, which is like never. It's amazing the number of people who work in the food industry and don't know what "hard" cider is. I had to find something else and I found guiness. But after buying a 6 pack this weekend back in Phoenix, I realized that I don't really like guiness. Perhaps it was because I didn't have a tall frosted glass for it (it seems to lose something in the bottle) or maybe it is the lower elevation. Perhaps it was my lack of hydration or my excess fatigue. Whatever it was, I no longer can say "thank goodness for guiness." It will now be a chaser drink, no longer my first drink of choice.

I Went to Sedona and All I Got Was a Chapped Ass

This really happened to me. I'd share a picture with you, but this is not an anonymous blog and I don't want you all to create any permanent eye damage to any of you viewers. Now that you're all intrigued, I'll explain how I got a chapped ass. No, it was not from riding a bike or a horse or . . . (get your minds out of the gutter) My friends and I went to this place called Slide Rock just north of Sedona.

At first I was hesistant to try it, but Kristen decided to do it too. Thanks a whole lot. Not only will I have pictures to remember this day, but I will also have a chapped ass. Thank goodness I don't have a desk job.

Unfortunately this powder does not help to prevent chapped asses, but boy does it work for that monkey butt funk. Thanks for testing it out first Mike!

Some of the other highlights of this weekend included going on a Hummer tour (so awesome--can't wait to try the "Jeep Eater" tour)


Seeing the only Mc Donald's in the world that does not have Golden Arches


hiking on Devil's Bridge



And discovering a beer that I can actually drink and enjoy. Thank goodness for Guiness!

What Happens in Vegas Does Not Always Stay in Vegas

So, it's been a while since I posted. Yes, I had to take time to recover and reintegrate myself into normal society for a couple of weeks. I had always wondered previously why anyone would want to go back to Vegas once they'd been there. Now, I understand. Betting, booz (is that the right spelling?), butts, boobs, and babies. Yea, babies. Who brings babies and children to Vegas? This is the question I will ask 7 pound 8 oz baby Jesus when I get to Heaven. Oh wait, I don't think I'll get there since I absorbed so much sin (and cold germs) by breathing the air in Vegas.




I had a great time in Vegas. I did all the stuff I wanted to do and didn't do any of the stuff I didn't want to do. It was one of the best birthday weekends I've ever had thanks to all the great friends who came out to celebrate. Frenchie, Kristen, Carolyn, Mike--I love you guys!