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why was this not an option when i had the monkey 11½ years ago? taiwan has a hello kitty® themed maternity hospital. omg! i want to have more babies there. :) do you think the senator will be alright with that idea? i'd be willing to pop out the four he thinks he wants, if we have them there.

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"bridge may ice before road"

every time i saw that sign, i giggled. they have ice in savannah? maybe in their glasses, but not on their roads.

dec. 12
the senator is working at the bakery right now. i'm supposed to go there and he said he'd get me some breakfast. i think lunch is the proper term for it now. :) he'll be there until 3pm (est) and then i have no idea what he has planned. i know we're supposed to go meet a bunch of his friends tonight. tomorrow night he has to work at the boar's head and i think i'm having dinner there as a result. he gave me a book on savannah's squares and there's a map in it. he marked where his place is, the bakery and where the boar's head is. i may go wander a bit. we went for a little walk on the way to get dinner last night. i was totally lost. :D
i got lost. walked right past the bakery because i didn't know the name of it. duh.

dec. 14
i've seen plenty of horse drawn carriages here. haven't taken a ride in one yet. maybe today. we have the whole day to ourselves.
yesterday, the senator had to work at the boar's head. while he was working, i wandered around around river street and did a smidge of shopping. after the sun went down, i went back to the restaurant and waited for it to slow down enough for him to make me some dinner. yum. it was well worth the wait. first, i had two caesar salads (they had a couple big parties and made too many salads). for an appetizer, i had peach bbq shrimp wrapped in bacon. then he made me blackened cajun mahi-mahi with cajun tartar sauce and fresh snow peas and their own basmati rice blend. as a special treat, chef bill made the senator something with shrimp, asparagus, red bell peppers, and spaghetti. it was super yummy, whatever it was. i was so full, i could even walk around when the senator was done with work. i needed to go home and lay down. so worth it though.
i was so full, it hurt. and we ate like that the rest of my holiday. oof. it's great having a boyfriend who is a chef, but i need to not eat quite so much when i'm only visiting or i'll get fat, right quick.

i didn't want to leave. it was absolutely beautiful and everyone i met was really nice. plus, i'm completely smitten with the senator. it's mutual. i can't wait to see him again.

cathedral of st. james the baptist


cathedral of st. james the baptist


cathedral of st. james the baptist


cathedral of st. james the baptist


sign for cathedral of st. james the baptist


making pralines


the georgia queen


bridge to south carolina


tabby paving -- made with shells


this beer is 'teh yum!'


jack daniel's chocolate pecan pie


rreeaallyy big ship


they have buds on the trees, in december!


the senator


ms. zeghsy -- i'm not super fond of being in front of the camera


mr. harley


the senator's street


i want this house!


if you know the song, you'll get this photo ;)


i love this yard


see...


apparently i just needed a better photographer


the senator and me at clary's (made famous in "midnight in the garden of good and evil")


outside custard boutique


outside the mercer-williams house (as in johnny mercer's family; no mercer ever lived in this house however)

merry christmas

and a happy new year to you all!

(or if you prefer, happy eid, happy hanukkah, happy kwanza, and/or happy festivus!)

7 days and counting!

i'm going on holiday. an actual holiday. i will be visiting the senator in his neck of the woods. without family. obviously i'm totally stoked over getting to see the senator. i haven't seen him since october, when we met. but there's a part of me that is more than a bit excited about going on holiday WITHOUT MY FAMILY. i have never gone on holiday, EVER, when it wasn't a family event. there will be food and pictures and lots of fun!

question

roughly, how many blogs do you read daily? i currently have 207 blogs in my reader, with 1,000+ posts to read from them. i just can't keep up... i've tried weeding them out. *sigh* i miss the days when i would go to v e r y p i n k, dooce.com®, cuteoverload, and icanhascheezburger various times during the day and play way more farm hustle than anyone should be allowed to play. okay, i really want an answer from you. i'm freaking out. over 1,000 is too many. i can't handle the pressure.

i'm trying, really i am

honestly. i want to stay in a good mood. in 8 days i'm going to visit the senator. when i go, i don't want there to be any stress from work bothering me. so, i'm making an effort to remain "happy". today seems to be a struggle. there are so many factors that are really pushing for me to throttle someone.

sadly, i can't go into detail about the many things. given everything going on, i can't afford to be dooced. however, jm is riding his high horse again. could we please remind him he's the low man on the totem pole in our department as well as things like vacation requests are still first come first serve. if you wait too long to request it, you may not get the days you want. DUH!

oh my...

so, i'm totally addicted to flair. on facebook. omg. and i believe i've corrupted the senator as well. today he sent me this one:
it's totally me. :)

he sent me this one at the beginning of the month. i'm hoping i don't have to wait until christmas to get to see him. *sigh*

i'm ready

and surprisingly not panicking.

internet, i've met someone. he's about as perfect for me as you can get. which is to say, he's not perfect at all. he has flaws and has made mistakes in his life and chokes on his own toes a lot. and i'm completely gaga for him. he's never been married and doesn't have any children. he can't wait to meet my monkey though. he's a "cat person" and understands why i want to kill the dog on a a weekly basis (not because i hate the dog, but because the dog irritates me to no end -- no uproar needed). he knows about all my crazies and has already had to deal with a few, all with positive results. the coolest part of all of this, he feels exactly the same way i do.

i'm ready, internet. i'm jumping in, with both feet. eyes wide open. :)

grr...

i'm getting sick of jm not understanding that no one cares that he hates doing one tiny party of his job. it's a major part of the rest of the department's job and we hate it too.

so, nut it up buddy boy. it's part of your job too.

i'm tapped

i've got nothing.

i still have that one in the works in my head. but it's proving difficult to put to paper (as it were).

i'm sitting at the studio, waiting for my night to be done, finally. i think i may pack up and get my butt home. home is where i've wanted to be all day. the day. the weather. my exhaustion. i'm ready to crawl in bed... have been since i left it this morning.

I shall call it: Dog Chow

Put down your name, and then I'll write each answer according to what I think of when I think of you! If you participate, the rules are, that you have to do this on your site too! If you're not tagged in this, play anyway!! Although this may be dangerous, I'm willing to try but I do reserve the right to not say the FIRST THING that pops into my mind. You'll thank me later.

1. I'll respond with something random about you.

2. I'll tell you which song or movie you remind me of.

3. I'll pick the first flavor of jello i think of

4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
(if possible. If not, I'll say something that only makes sense to me.)

5. I'll tell you my first memory of you.

6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.

7. I'll ask you something I've always wondered about you.

8. I'll tell you my favorite thing about you.

9. I'll tell you what season you remind me of.

10. If you play, you MUST post this on yours...just copy and paste.

*** this is from my friend's, jobe, facebook page. she's too funny and a hoot!

in the works

i'm pretty sure i have this post floating around in my head. i need to start writing it... so i can flesh it out and get it down on "paper" (as it were). i've been doing a lot of thinking and possibly even some soul searching. for the record, i'm not good at change. personal that is. i have someone who says he's going to challenge me on a very regular basis. i warned him we'd butt head frequently over it. the weird thing, i'm totally looking forward to the challenge. does that mean it's the right thing?

WHY!?!

when i mention that a certain fast food restaurant's french fries are my favorite, does my co-worker tell me gross experiments done with them that make me not want to eat them again? and only AFTER i tell him i don't want to know whatever disgusting thing he's about to tell me.

he has a listening problem. i believe he needs his ears cleaned with a sharp pointy object shoved into them repeatedly.

i feel the need to discuss shoes, clothing, my period, and the boy i like. all loudly and with great detail, in his hearing.

waltzing matilda

*i'm actually not fond of that song at all. i've heard it far too many times.




i messed up at the end, thus the face. but in my defense, i learned that routine in 45 minutes and danced it with someone i haven't danced with in close to two years.

*mr. park, when recording, please don't talk to people. it's audible. *sigh*

**i wish someone would have mentioned the bad hair i was rockin'.

whee!!!

omg! that was so much fun. i just had a lesson with my very first ballroom teacher. kenneth is SO MUCH FUN to dance with. he made a routine for me. waltz. my absolute favorite. *heart* mr. park recorded it, so i can watch it and practice. and maybe, just maybe, if i'm very lucky... kenneth will come to a showcase to perform it with me. *squee!!!*

*i literally JUST finished the lesson, so as soon as I get the video from mr. park, i'll post it here.

so excited!

save the boobies! (part deux?)

the amazing and ever so lovely mrs. hot has kindly reminded all of us (okay, just me) that october is breast cancer awareness month. knowing many people who are fans of the boobies (and having some that certain people seem to enjoy quite a bit AND having used mine to feed a certain monkey) i thought it was a great idea to spread the information far and wide. okay, just to you. plus, because she's so awesome ree is doing a contest. i mean, really... a contest! there's pink all over and ribbons and pink and stuff and did i mention the pink?

in honor of this month, i've changed things here. you know, to make it pinker. because really, can one have too much pink? i didn't think so.

so tired... zzzzz

i did it again. went out on a wednesday night and stayed up FAR too long. in my defense, it was a friend's birthday (happy birthday again sweetie!!!) and there was this amazing musician? performer? live p.a.? i have no idea what the "label" this guy. whatever. i can't care. he was freaking cool. heatbox. this man IS HIS INSTRUMENT. he beat boxes and everything (and i mean EVERYTHING) he did last night he made it all with his voice. i bought his cd. with my last $10. until tomorrow. but still. that means, i'm more than likely going without lunch today. i'll live. i'm so grooving to the music. trying to figure out which song i want to dance to. all of them?

plus i got to hang out with my bff and he's just fun.

ads

i added them. do what you will with them. who knows, maybe i'll actually make enough to help with showcases. :D

she is SO right...

over at katie i am, she had this post today. wow... that is me for the last 2½ weeks to the T. like exactly. i hate it. i'm utterly disgusted with myself when i'm this way. it's sad, gross, obnoxious and i can't stop it when i want to. which is, by the way, now. five minutes ago. last week. i've made, what i think, are a couple of (hopefully) forgivable mistakes (slight dramatics and a bit of over-reacting). because even if he and i don't work out as a couple, he's still a really cool person and i've had nothing but fun with him. plus... if he still wants, i still want a freaking dance partner and the couple things i've showed him, he's picked up better than anyone i've seen so far. (hmm, possibly bad grammar. whateves, can't care at the moment.) anyway... i'm literally champing at the bit to be patient and give him his "space". not that he asked for it, in so many words, but it's obvious he wants it.

so, on with life. i'm still making my plans. still doing my thing. still going out and seeing my friends (for the record, the friend who introduced us, mine first). turns out the guy who introduced us, he's my new bff. that's right, i said BFF. what are you gonna do about it? nothing, that's right. none of my other bffs are losing their place. they're still my bffs too. he's just the newest one. it's like new shoes. you want to wear them all the time at first. well, i want to hang out with him all the time. i settle for friday nights and some saturday nights. :)

tonight. monkey and i are taking barbie out for her birthday dinner. i'm very excited for it. :D

update: barbie got called into work tonight. hmph. no birthday dinner tonight. SHOESANDSOCKS!

which classic 1930's actress are you?

You are the essence of desire. Gregarious as you are enticing, both men and women find you irresistible. Well-rounded you have a barrage of interests and abilities. And while you enjoy working hard when you have to, there's nothing you look forward to more than having a good time. You have a natural proclivity for making other people feel at ease and in doing so you often like to show them a good time as well. ;) Your sense of style is diverse--sometimes you prefer the simplicity of suits and ties, and other times you enjoy playing the glamour queen. No matter what part you play however, you always have your priorities straight--you put your family and friends first. There is nothing in the world that means more to you than them.

super kawaii mama had this quiz on her blog today. these quizzes i love! i guess i don't know enough about marlene dietrich to know if this is right or not, but the description sure seems to fit.

your turn and let me know! which classic 1930's actress are you?

waiting for the other shoe

so that uncertainty is back. with force. and it's sitting on my chest like a full grown rhinoceros. i'm now feeling flushed and nauseous. never good a combination. even worse when you can't just go be sick.

"if something seems too good to be true, it usually is." this makes me sad. because i'm afraid that it's true again. if it is, then i'm glad i didn't say much to anyone. even though i was told to tell everyone.

i think i'd like to puke now.

hi. i'm a dork.

(warning: this post may have too many ellipses...)

so... my uncertainty yesterday... well... it... is totally because i'm a dork. huge. gigantic. definitely of remarkable size. *sigh*

"this week is the suck." yes, yes it is.

trying to be calm... trying to be patient... really just want to run over and hug.

uncertainty

i hate it. logic tells me one thing. but at what point have i ever claimed to be logical.

mmm coffee

even better, possibly FREE coffee. (i'm a chai girl myself, but whatevs.) go here to enter to win a $10 gift card to starbucks. coz mommy knows you want a venti 5-pump iced chai latte. wait, that's me. i want one. now. please?

hello squishy

i need a new tire. hopefully i'll just get the one too. *fingers crossed* i love my kitty car, but dang she's getting expensive. *sigh*

update: still waiting to hear from the shop. um guys, i'll want to drive my car home sometime tonight...

further update: one definitely needs replacing. the other one will need it sooner rather than later, but i'm going with the "i'm a broke momma and can't really afford two new tires right now."

hiccups

our connection appeared to have a hiccup this morning. man did that scare me. i thought i might be without all day. that moment of terror was not pretty. whew!

"oh may holy hell, y'all"

the lovely (bald or with hair!!!) mrs. hot posted this on her site.

but i'm being honest...

go ahead. ask me how i am. no really i want you to. why? because i want to be honest. so you'll stop asking me. the last few days have just stunk as far as work goes. it's the same stuff, just a different date.

and if it's 'my space' and they're 'my things', what rule says i have to be polite when i tell you to put it down and get out?

battles

i know we all have a lot of leeway. my boss wants the work done, and us happy. but some people take way too much advantage of that. it irritates me. one day, i'll wave bye to this person, permanently. sooner rather than later would be best.

brr...

i'm cold, freezing. it's a gorgeous summer day, and i'm stuck in an ice block for an office. the sweater i leave here looks ridiculous on me today. i just want to go get the rest of the twilight saga (i know, i'm way behind things, but i finally read the first book saturday night. THE WHOLE THING!) and crawl in bed and read them all day.

sweet sweet sleep

ambien knocks me out literally within a half hour of taking it. if i fight it, i "see" weird things. the first time i realized it, the paper UNDERNEATH THE WORDS was moving like a current. freaked me out, but i thought it was funny as all get-out. when the dr. prescribed it to me, i had spent almost a year with less than 4 hours of sleep a night. 4 hours at that time was a good night (not even straight through mind you). i took it every night for a month. now i only take it if i don't sleep for two nights in a row and i make sure my dad is around for my daughter if she needs someone. i'm completely comatose when taking that stuff. thankfully it only lasts for four hours (it's the smallest dose you can get) and then my body does the rest (FINALLY!)

*comment on this post.

commenting on a post

"Friendliness in an Unfriendly World"
some how i found this post. wow... it's so true. i wanted to comment, but they were closed.

i had a run in with a pediatrician that had a similar attitude. the monkey was sick and i took her in to urgent care. this particular fellow stuck the tongue depressor so far down her throat she gagged on it. his response was, "ew!" and backed away quickly. while yes, it was icky, his response was not in anyway soothing for either the monkey or me. not cool dude. ahem, you're a doctor. treating a small child. SOOTHE US DAMN IT. i mentioned it to our regular doctor. we never saw that one again...

you just gotta love loud.

17. Get a better vocabulary so I don't write things like paradisaical.

perfect quote for me today

i have taken the reigns now...

giddy up and stand clear.

blog the recession

motherhood uncensored's idea. it's a good one. here's me joining the ranks. there's a link on my side bar. it's the cute little piggy bank. i've been thinking about having ads on here. it's still just thinking... but i can appreciated how every little bit helps.

panic attack

they never last more than 20 minutes. you CAN NOT die from one.

but, they scare the hell out of everyone in my house. i had my first, full-fledge, "this one goes to 11" panic attack. i know you can't die from a panic attack, but i sure as hell thought i was going to.

at least, i hope it was a panic attack. scary shit otherwise.

because i apparently pay such close attention...

welcome to post # 102. :) -- duh me.

my weekend:

friday, after two quick errands and nails (seriously cut down, i'm tired of stabbing myself with my talons -- rawr!), i drove to the lovely appleton area. neenah to be exact. my lovely friend silver b just moved into a cute little house with his cousin. they think it's small. HA! i could fit my bed room in their kitchen. hating just a little. anywho... silver b was taking me dancing. not just clubbing either. actual ballroom dancing. at a ballroom! lots of fun. i didn't dance quite as much as i would have liked to, but definitely more than i would at a regular friday night party. two dances with other guys, the rest with b. of course it wasn't until the last dance that i finally start getting his leads better. *sigh* that just means i have to go visit a lot more often. :D and when i finally get to meet his gf (work got in the way this weekend), he'll be totally pimpin'. *snicker*

speed and i saw the dark knight saturday, imax'd. i 'just' caught the trailer for watchmen -- whoa. dk was everything i had hoped for. (to the movie gods above) thank you for not disappointing me. how come everyone didn't like 'the batman' voice? um... you put a suit on like that and expect to talk normally. sheesh. hello, IT FIT THE ROLE. and for those of you who couldn't understand him (i've read blogs that said that?!?!), turn around and tell the amazingly huge people who climbed to the top of the theatre to stop snorting their popcorn so they stop sounding like they're having sex during the movie. duh, sex happens because of batman, not during.

speed is at a work conference in d.c. this week. his plane left freakishly early sunday morning and being the good friend i am, i took him to the airport. we left his place at 5:15am. ugh. the sun was completely up by the time i got home and marti would not stop licking. grr...

my brother was supposed to have moved here back in april. then he was supposed to have moved to texas this weekend. well he's still in northern va. even if it's for a few months, i'd love for him to come here. it's only a little detour... i miss him. a lot. send him love.

i was supposed to have spent the weekend with socrates. i didn't. things are... on hold between us, as usual. as long as he's being honest with me, i'm still cool with things.

national night out -- TONIGHT?!?!?

i know it's national night out. but i'd really like a night IN. there laundry to be done, old episodes of grey's anatomy to be watched (and subsequently cried over), and a special monkey to be cuddled. plus oodles of photos still to be edited from showcase. a night out? i don't think it's going to happen.

then there's the whole deal with my weekend now. am i going to appleton to see socrates or is he coming down to visit his family and spend a few hours with me? i would prefer me going there. i get much more time with him PLUS i get the added bonus of hanging out with my new buddy silver b. i guess we'll talk about it more later this week. but at the moment, i'm not happy with the direction my weekend (that i've been planning for 3 weeks now) seems to be going.

sucky...

i hate that i miss him so much. i called him last night. he just called me back. disappointed? yah, i was but hey, shit happens. now i want to cry.

we had made plans for me to go see him this weekend, but now he says he might be coming down here to see family. while that's cool (petrol is freaking expensive after all), i was looking forward to not being around here, getting away, and i had made some plans with new friends up by him for friday night.

there's the time. i didn't see him until almost 1am last time. if he wants to go dancing, we really can't wait that long. we had an issue with rude dancers last time and it colored our evening. i don't want to sit around doing nothing all day and most of the night, while i wait for him. (yes, i know. i shouldn't wait for any man to call. i should just go and do the thing i want.) also, i want to be able to just be alone with him.

i love each and every moment i have with him. but sometimes, i kind of wish he hadn't called me again. my life really wouldn't be any different. i'm trying to live, not hoping for him. i mean, i have speed here. he and i aren't ready for more. while socrates and i want more, he can't give it to me, yet. if ever. so i take his friendship and i don't ask for more.

disappointed. yah. enough that my lesson tonight will be a little difficult.

storms

i'm having one of those nights. some people can see the clouds rolling in. they know to take shelter. me. i'm not sure i'm that lucky. i don't usually know there's a storm coming until it's hit and i'm standing in the eye of the storm or looking at the aftermath. i'm sitting in the living room, in the dark, waiting for it to go away.

thank you. to all of you. you help me be reminded that everyone has a very real life and they're ugly and messy and great and amazing and full of beautiful moments that make you appreciate it all. so thank you. you make the storms a little more bareable.


*note: this was heavily edited to take out all the crap that a) i'm not sure i'm completely ready to share, b) all the crap in general, and c) the rambling that is my "voice". this is the essence of what i wanted to say.

irritations of today

my co-worker and i (for all intents and purposes) share one office. there is a door between us, but having it closed would end up recquiring a far lengthier explanation then i ever want to deal with. however when i'm in a bad mood, which i seem to sadly be in today, i want for him to just be quiet and/or stay away. instead, i get to hear him be a complete dick to someone because the system that answers and routes his call to a particular mobile phone company takes too long. it's not their fault he doesn't know how to send photos from the phone to someone's email. (it is work related.) if it's not exactly like jm wants it, it must be all wrong. today, 'pal' you're a jackass.

OW!

what the?!? no thank you. that just makes my uterus hurt more than it already does. sheesh...

and just a show of hands... how many of you have had to make that frantic (and embarrassing) trip to the store quick for a change of panties? i just did that today. ugh. so not cool.

*sorry guys.

happy birthday!

today is socrates birthday. no not THE socrates, my socrates. both really cool guys, i just know mine a little better. plus he's not, you know, dead. i called this morning to wish him a happy birthday. i woke him up. oops. i know he went back to sleep. i'm excited. i saw him saturday. and i get to see him again in 17 days. that's when he'll get his birthday present. i still have to figure out what that's going to be. i also need to be smart. i need pictures of him.

weekend recap

friday, dress rehearsal. i think i stopped shaking after drink 5. i was at the bar by then. *sigh* but i got to see two good friends that i haven't seen in a while, and flirted shamelessly with my favorite bartender. since it's mutual flirting, it's lots of fun. :) it never hurts that he loves knowing i ballroom dance. who'd have thought that's such a turn-on for a non-dancer? stayed up way too late talking with him.

saturday. at bar time friday, i'd gotten a text from socrates saying that he was coming to see his family and wanted to see me. i spent the day sleeping and drove to mineral point to see him that night. it's SO SO SO nice to show my rehearsal video of my foxtrot to him. i get 6 years of teaching ballroom advice, all to myself. tips shared: look in the direction of my traveling spins, keep my head outside partner (almost) in my pivots, core core core. did i mention he said to keep my core toned? coz he mentioned it. nothing like getting pointers in teeny bar in mineral point, wi. we gave them something to talk about though. :) food for conversation.

sunday. slept again most of the day. i didn't get home until 4:30 in the morning. speed called when he got home from his tubing trip with his cousin. he was hungry. after being awake for about 5 minutes, i discovered i was too. grabbed some eats. sir hobo's is not as bad as the name would make you think. watched 300. violent. but yummy digitally enhanced bods.

now i'm suffering for my play. i'm so tired and my sinuses are killing me. oh well. i can rest when i'm dead. :D

check it out

unless you're a creepy grossy stalker person. then stay away.

my monkey has a blog. well, we have a blog. it's hers, but i'm the responsible adult in charge. yah, whatever.

it's my turn to talk

be nice, she's my girl.

theatre geeks

last night monkey and i went to janesville to see joseph and the amazing technicolor dreamcoat with nana. great show. the cast was really good. we particularly enjoyed joseph (robert mentele). so much so that monkey wanted his autograph and a picture with him. :)

she really liked him.

in her defense, this guy has a great voice and will hopefully make something of himself. he just graduated magna cum laude from uw-whitewater with a degree in theatre design technology. good luck robert! (nana can attest to it being hard to be theatre major. she got her bachelor degree in theatre. i remember getting these lovely sparklie silver shoes after beauty and the beast was over. best dress up shoes ever.)

congratulations to cast and crew of joseph and the amazing technicolor dreamcoat on your opening night. break a leg on the rest of the show!

i'm hoping to be able to get her interested in other theatre as well. we're going to see if she wants to try out for next summer's show. :)

out of the woodwork

standing outside the studio tonight, chatting with loud, (omg i love her bicycle!) when who pulls up but the sergeant. i haven't seen him in forever. wow... he's redeploying in a few months. more worry.

socrates called saturday night. he didn't sound good. i hope he talks about it with me. i worry about him. a lot. i think he forgets how important to me he is. i can understand. he's dealing with a lot of things. stuff i wish i could just make go away for him. i know he has to do it himself. but i'm not sure how often i'm allowed to remind him, i want to hold his hand so he knows he's not alone. plus opposite shifts and being two hours apart ($4.07 a gallon! wtf!) doesn't make it easier.

speed and i went to the art fair on the square, saturday. we made it through most of it before we decided we were done. i bought my mom a mug. pink. with a flamingo. she'll love it. :) we looked a lots and lots of very cool stuff. we definitely like the photographers the best. then i made him go to the cardinal with me. he was reluctant at first but we ended up having a great time. i was good and remembered to introduce him to everyone. i'm usually really bad at that. the fun continued... sunday after lunch, we took what ended up being a 3 hour nap. WHEW!

*squee!*

a box came for me today.


guess where it was from.

guess what was in it.


needless to say, i'm ecstatic. they took so long, and now they're finally here. i love them.

(yes, i'm sleeping with them tonight. just like the kids do.)

ma shoes!

they're coming. FINALLY! i was lucky enough to win a $100 gift certificate to dancesavvy.com this spring. it took me close to two weeks to decide what i wanted. i hadn't really thought i was in the market for shoes at the time. ballroom shoes being rather expensive, i've been trying to actually wear mine out first.

these shoes? these shoes are a special yummy summer treat. hopefully in time for showcase!
i figured that at some point, i would own red dance shoes. the free-ness of them just made it happen that much faster.

these babies however, i know i would have never bought them on my own. these are my super awesome special yummy FREE shoes. these are what make me want to sing maestro c. from dancesavvy's praise.

i can't wait for them to arrive. believe me, you'll know when they do. there will be photos!