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Hello and welcome!

Jun 4

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We’ve been busy lately. Spesh yours truly.

My parents came to visit for Memorial Day weekend. We attended Speed Street aka Trashfest 2010 – seriously. It was gross. But we got these amazing coke zero handles that attach to cans….cause yknow, I hate it when my hand gets cold from holding a can o’coke! It works kinda like this but it’s red and weird lookin’:

Nice, huh?

On Sunday we went to Common Market (yum) for lunch and then to the NASCAR Hall of Fame, which was actually pretty cool. We had plans to trek to Asheville for the day on Monday but due to inclement weather (a monsoon, really), that didn’t pan out. We watched movies all day – Knocked Up, A Mighty Heart, Inglourious Basterds.

Their visit was great, really. It was only their second trip to the casa and we all enjoyed it.

On Tuesday Bethany was making her way from DC to Dallas and stopped for the night – we caught up on each others’ lives and ate some yummy sushi!

Wednesday included dinner at M5 with my JL small group and then to see SATC2. It has to be said, every single preview at the movie was better than the actual movie. It was horribly offensive in so many ways. And all the same old shit. Plus it should be called Old Sluts and the Retirement Home by now. Jesus.

And now…for the piece d’resistance…. J is coming for a fantabulous visit and girls’ weekend! I can’t wait!

I hope we get into trouble…

Review of Copper Ridge Cabin in Boone, NC

Mar 2

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Ok, I don’t know why HomeAway says my review didn’t meet their guidelines. It IS in my own words, jeez. So it’s getting posted on here. This is from our ski trip (dets posted on new blog to be released soon). This is for COPPER RIDGE IN BOONE, NC. Just so when people google it they can get my not-watered-down version.

381765 – “Great place, if you can access it!”

“The Copper Ridge cabin was really nice inside – just like the pictures! What the website doesn’t tell you is you HAVE to have a four-wheel-drive car, otherwise you won’t make it five feet up the driveway (which is about a quarter-mile long). And even if you do have one, you could get stuck (another tenant had to get his truck towed out). It would definitely be a worthwhile investment to pave the driveway. Every time we left, we had to walk the quarter-mile to the car – not to mention unpacking. Also, needs a shovel for tenants to use. There was a sheet of ice right in front of the front door, and I slipped and fell hard – it was two weeks ago and I still have a bruise on my hip. For what we paid, I would expect to be able to access the front door without hurting myself.
Make sure to BYO handsoap – there’s none. Dishwashing detergent and laundry bags, but no handsoap.
All in all, it’s a good place to stay, and I would give it a better review if the owner weren’t so rude to my husband, informing him that they “aren’t a five-star hotel” and did we “expect a fully-stocked fridge, too?” No. We’re not pretentious city yuppies, we brought our own food, thanks. But when you’re shelling out that much cash, you expect a freshly plowed drive (obviously it needs to be plowed everyday, though we were informed it had been the day before) and minimal amenities (c’mon – handsoap?) Who packs the softsoap pump in their bag? Nobody. Luckily we received a partial refund (though, no apology). As a business, it’s their responsibility to keep the customers happy and make amends – could have gotten a stellar review had they been a bit more polite and accommodating – just like one expects when they pay for accommodations. One plus – it’s pet-friendly for $20 – I’d say our dog quite enjoyed his stay.

No pooping allowed.

Feb 18

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Hey kids. So I usually don’t participate in TMI Thursdays, only because I estrange people with little to no effort as it is. Why make them more uncomfortable? But I figured hey, I’ll go crazy! In celebration of my three-day weekend.

I went to visit New York last month and spent one whirlwind night with my close friend Brooke. We met up at Arlo & Esme on 1st, between 1st and 2nd. While waiting a friggin month for everyone to show up, I entertained myself by fraternizing with several drug dealers (not a joke) and when they left, just for kicks I tried the NYPD Crimestopper hotline. Nobody answered. Shocker.

So I’m standing there for probably only 15 minutes but I had come from Crocodile Lounge, where I pounded two beers and ate my free pizza. I have to potty. Like…bad. Brooke and co. arrive, we head in (super crowded) and I desperately search for a bathroom. Of course there’s a line of approximately 10 girls – and only 2 stalls in the tiny bathroom. I’m shaking, my eyes start tearing up. Ordinarily I’d beg my way to the front, but I’m just a lil ol’ Texan in the big city (right). I musta still been shaken up from being offered tabs of X and an eight-ball.

Brooke tells her man to go check out the little boys’ room and see if it’s kosher to go in there. But then finally, finally it’s almost our turn! The chick in front of me just got her stall and we’re waiting on the other one. And waiting. And waiting. I turn to Brooke.

Me: What the hell is she doing in there? Pooping?!
B: Haha, we should go up to the door and stage-whisper, “we know what you’re dooooing in there!”
Me: Hahahha. Oh shit, don’t make me laugh.
B: Or just slip a note under the door that says Poopers with an X over it. No pooping allowed!

And that’s how I peed my pants. Just kidding. But it WAS awesome. I have to say, is there anything better than peeing when you really really hafta? Sheesh.

And this is what happens. This is actually the last time I was in NY and we hung out – since it takes her a decade to post new pics, this one’s going up. I THINK we were pretending to drive a pedi-cab. Or as I like to call them, petty cabs. Could be we were just dancing.

How to lose… is under way.

Oct 7

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Just a brief update on the chaos that is MY LIFE.

Flew into LA Monday, meetings at the facility there in the Gardena area, drove all of us (me, Liz, Steve) to Valencia (bit north of LA), dinner, sleep, awake by 5:30am.

To Valencia site, 1st presentation in English and Spanish at 8:00am, second in English only at 10:30am, lunch with site manager and HR admin. Last presentation Spanish only at 3:00pm, hop in car, back to LA, dinner in Redondo Beach, hotel, sleep in the most comfy bed EVAH. Bed at 11:00pm.

Wake up at 5:00am, drop off rental car, shuttle to LAX, place is a zoo but we got here in time.

Waiting to board in half an hour. Fly to Phoenix. Phoenix to Salt Lake City. Check into hotel. Work like a dog. Take a nap. Convert to Mormonism. Eat dinner. Bed. Wake at 5:00am. On the road by 5:30 to Evanston, Wyoming. Two presentations tomorrow in Evanston. Lunch with site manager and HR admin. Drive back to SLC. Eat. Sleep. Finally back to Charlotte to be picked up by BEST FRIEND JESS. Girls’ weekend.

Ay caramba!

Is it bad that most of my pictures in LA are of hotel rooms?

I loved seeing the sites though, the facilities and what kind of products we are making at each, and new things they’re working on. VERY interesting.

Warning: that “work” thing may cause intense exhaustion. Mazels to those of you who continue to manage to escape said duties.

The horse, nay, MULE she rode in on.

Oct 5

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I just loooooooooooove airline clerks on power trips.

Woke up at 5:20 am today to catch my 8am flight. Arrive at 7:15.

Snooty airline clerk informs me I’m too late to check my bag. By five minutes. Since the plane leaves at 7:55 and not 8:00 on the dot.

Would I be willing to throw away all liquids? Why yes, sure. I’ll throw away my brand new Organix shampoo, conditioner, my Burt’s Bees lotion, Aveeno leave-in conditioner, Sunflowers perfume, and body wash. Please oh please let me dump all of these items. I wasn’t at all trying to check a bag in order to TAKE them. Silly me!

This woman was a straight up BITCH. And hideous. And an airline clerk. No wonder she’s bitter.

So far, HLSSFFD (see below post) is not off to a good start. Alrighty, L.A. here I come. The shark’s angry and ready to attack .

Blogtastic.

Oct 2

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Something I don’t understand:

On my Echofon, aka Twitter feed via iPhone, all day long I get updates like Blogged: TMI Splish Splash or Posted: Reasons I Want to Kill My Boyfriend, etc.

I know you people work. My question is how, how, HOW do you manage to blog at work? I barely have time to pee, let alone ponder the trivial details of my life and write about them. I can’t tell you the last time I got to CNN.com!

I can’t be the only one who works at work. Tell me your secrets.

In related news, I’m gearing up for a business trip all next week. Destination 2010 Benefits Rollout. Or, as I’m calling it colloquially, How to Lose a Suitcase on Six Flights in Five Days. Nice.

“Are you my stripper?”

Sep 18

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Ok, I swear. Back to blogging. I’ve been so bogged (blogged?) down with all the details of my upcoming nuptials, etc.

Oh, and also being super hungover after the BEST bachelorette party ever! I love my friends. I feel bad for other people, because I have the best friends in the world. So here are some quotes/pics from the weekend, and you can make of them what you wish.

“I’m like the Hamburglar of booze!”

“Are YOU my stripper?!” – repeated multiple times…yeah, I was hoping it was Austin PD but alas…

God, I love those cops so much!

“I don’t want any dicks around my party.” “What about vag? Would vag be ok?”

“Jeanette, remember when you made out with that guy here?” “I’ve been here before?!”

“Hey, I’ve definitely pooped in this bar before!”

“Sir, this is a bus, sit down.” “I can’t sit down! Do you tell Karl Lagerfeld to stop the show?!”

I fucking love Austin. Bartender wearing my hat pouring rum down my throat. We know how to party.

Aaaaaand that’s where rum leads. No, that’s not my phone number, so don’t call it.

Oh my God. It was insanity. Love.

Can’t wait for Round Two! Oh, I mean…our wedding ;o)

A Texas post, as promised.

Feb 26

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So, as I previously said, I’m writing about Texas. The most recent Texas trip, that is. It was over Valentine’s Day, or as I like to refer to it, VD. What? The mushy cushy commercialized holiday and venereal disease are not so different.

Soooo we got in very late Friday the 13th (the day AFTER the deadly plane crash, I might add…not so cool) and went straight to Hooter’s with my parents since we were all starving and it was the only thing open. Since when did Hooters start hiring just anyone? I was very disappointed with the quality of chicks there. I don’t need to see fat rolls, thanks, I just want to ogle at and envy your fake tits. But I digress.

The next day we left for Austin. After waking up pretty late….and of course we had to stop and get lunch at Chicken E. That shit melts in your mouth and puts Bojangles to shame. TO SHAME, I say. Although I know a Chicken E biscuit when I get one, and the biscuits we got were not they. I swear to God those ghetto employees went down to Black-Eyed Pea and bought some. I know my biscuits. We spent our time in the ATX taking engagement pics around campus and Mt. Bonnell, ingesting yummy stuffed avocados and Mexican martinis at Trudy’s, and hanging out with Casey (one of my bffs and lil sis on dance team) before retiring to our luxious suite at Mansion at Judges Hill. The Mansion was nice except we were woken up by some Austin marathon runners YELLING outside our door at 5:45 in the morning. Oy. BUT my mood took a turn for the best when I stuffed my face with Kerbey Lane buttermilk pancakes. Yeah you could say my diet was thrown to the wayside that weekend.

We then spent about three hours at Aimee’s house just hangin out once we got back to Dallas! Dinner with the rents, hair did in the morning, then back to Charlotte…. it was such a quick visit. I feel like I didn’t get anything done.

Maybe next time. Sigh…

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Nov 28

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Archive for category travel

Hello and welcome!

Review of Copper Ridge Cabin in Boone, NC

No pooping allowed.

How to lose… is under way.

The horse, nay, MULE she rode in on.

Blogtastic.

“Are you my stripper?”

A Texas post, as promised.

Protected: Happy Thanksgiving, sluts.

Protected: So everybody knows what I did in Israel.

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