i'm at the lake of the ozarks with at least 15 family members. its quite an interesting place. i got here around 2 p.m. yesterday with my dad.
for christmas, kaka gave The Ex a jack daniels gift set. it has just been sitting in the kitchen. i don't have the heart to waste alcohol, but i don't want to touch it. so i brought it here. i gave the glasses to an aunt and uncle. and my cousin caleb and i drank the whole bottle of jack last night while sitting on rafts in the lake. life doesn't get much better than that.
we befriended two teenage girls (how creepy does that sound?) in the lake and threw around a baseball with them. it was fun. their dad had a radio so we had some nice music in the background.
after dark, we all went inside our cabin and played "catchphrase". that was a lot of fun, too. almost everyone was drunk. and almost everyone is funner when they're drunk. hannah and i went to bed around midnight. i've been up since 3 a.m. caleb said he gets up early, so hopefully i'll have some entertainment soon.
i am a tied-down, 36-year-old who loves life and loves random-ness. i love adventures and can hardly say no to a challenge. i love being alone, and i love meeting new people. i love writing and running and cherry coke zero. i collect dvds and shot glasses. i like to talk, and i think i'm pretty entertaining. i could be way wrong.
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Thursday, July 28, 2011
another new favorite hobby.
last night i went on a second date with a guy, JW. he took me to the bullet hole, a local shooting range. i have never even seen a real gun in real life. ever. it was amazing. i shot a revolver and an automatic. and i have NO idea what that means.
these are the two guns i shot:
Revolver:
http://www.smith-wesson.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/Product4_750001_750051_764965_-1_757767_757751_757751_ProductDisplayErrorView_Y
Automatic:
http://www.smith-wesson.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/Product4_750001_750051_770016_-1_757955_757781_757781_ProductDisplayErrorView_Y
these are the two guns i shot:
Revolver:
http://www.smith-wesson.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/Product4_750001_750051_764965_-1_757767_757751_757751_ProductDisplayErrorView_Y
Automatic:
http://www.smith-wesson.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/Product4_750001_750051_770016_-1_757955_757781_757781_ProductDisplayErrorView_Y
Sunday, July 24, 2011
my non-wedding present.
on the day that i thankfully did not get married, my awesome co-workers gave me these little guys. i think they're marbles. they also gave me some hershey kisses so that i had some lovin'. aren't these the cutest little things ever? i'm going to name them.
Saturday, July 23, 2011
non-wedding party.
yesterday was the day The Ex and i planned to marry. hmm.... so where is he? i have no clue, thankfully. at first, i wanted to just ignore the day. then, i wanted to take the day off work and go to vegas with kaka and my sister. then, i realized the day had snuck up on me.
i knew i couldn't just ignore the day. i wanted to create a wonderful memory. how do i create wonderful memories? i party. about 25 of my friends/family members came to my dad's house for a non-pool, non-wedding party.
my aunt nora made shots of hot damn and tequila. mixed. together. it BURNED. in a good way. it was quite a party, and i am SO thankful to have my family. amen.
i knew i couldn't just ignore the day. i wanted to create a wonderful memory. how do i create wonderful memories? i party. about 25 of my friends/family members came to my dad's house for a non-pool, non-wedding party.
my aunt nora made shots of hot damn and tequila. mixed. together. it BURNED. in a good way. it was quite a party, and i am SO thankful to have my family. amen.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
another big fat lemon.
last night kaka and i had dinner and drinks after shopping. she had an electric lemonade with a lemon almost as big as the lemon i previously wrote about.
an old man sitting at another table was wearing sweat pants, a white t-shirt, and tennis shoes. we tried to take his picture (by pretending that kaka was taking my picture), but it didn't turn out well enough to post :( sad panda.
an old man sitting at another table was wearing sweat pants, a white t-shirt, and tennis shoes. we tried to take his picture (by pretending that kaka was taking my picture), but it didn't turn out well enough to post :( sad panda.
Friday, July 15, 2011
being treated like VIP.
i agreed to help a co-worker with a big retreat today. we worked until midnight last night stuffing packets with handouts. we woke up at 5 this morning to finish up. i'm exhausted. however, the added bonus is that i've been treated like a celebrity.
the manager of marketing at the hotel brought me a 12-pack of diet mountain dew this morning because the hotel doesn't normally carry it, and he knew it was my favorite drink. i have a free hotel room for tonight and last night. and the marketing manager has given my co-worker and me access to free snacks from the gift shop. its been absolutely amazing. maybe i am kind of a big deal.
the manager of marketing at the hotel brought me a 12-pack of diet mountain dew this morning because the hotel doesn't normally carry it, and he knew it was my favorite drink. i have a free hotel room for tonight and last night. and the marketing manager has given my co-worker and me access to free snacks from the gift shop. its been absolutely amazing. maybe i am kind of a big deal.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Monday, July 11, 2011
TMI.
mr. t just came in here about a problem with my boss's schedule. i told him he was right - there is a problem. his response?
"i have to go potty. i'll be right back." wonderful.
"i have to go potty. i'll be right back." wonderful.
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
birthday cake pop.
a co-worker just brought me this birthday cake pop from starbucks. it is absolutely delicious. try one.
Monday, July 4, 2011
what constitutes a senior citizen?
yesterday at my dad's fourth of july pool party, my cousin caleb was talking about senior citizens and age. he made the comment to me, "you're like almost a senior citizen..."
ouch.
"i am not even close to being a senior citizen!" i said to my 20-year-old cousin. "i'm only 30!"
my sister's husband chimed in. "you BROKE YOUR HIP!"
so, i guess i really am a senior citizen already.
ouch.
"i am not even close to being a senior citizen!" i said to my 20-year-old cousin. "i'm only 30!"
my sister's husband chimed in. "you BROKE YOUR HIP!"
so, i guess i really am a senior citizen already.
Sunday, July 3, 2011
my new boyfriend?
at our family reunion yesterday, i made a new best friend. he's three years old, and it was my first time meeting him. here's my relation to him: his dad is my dad's cousin. got it?
several of us were playing a game called "washers". he and his dad came down to watch. somehow, he latched onto me. maybe because i coaxed him to play? he told me he was going back to the shelter house to get a drink. i said, "okay". his response? "you're coming with me, right?" oh sure.
we went up and got his drink. he told me to carry it while we walked - correction, while i walked, and he skipped - back to the washers game. he told me he's a really good skipper, and he practices.
after playing the game for awhile more, he wanted - actually i think it was me who wanted - to go play something different. we walked back to the shelter house to get his soccer ball. a guy walked by, and my new bff asked innocently, "is that your boyfriend?"
i did not even know how to respond. the guy is 92 years old and was limping to the bathroom using his cane. he is my grandma's brother-in-law.
thankfully, my grandma was standing there and overheard this.
"he might as well be," she said. "he's got a lot of money and is about to die anyway." awesome.
several of us were playing a game called "washers". he and his dad came down to watch. somehow, he latched onto me. maybe because i coaxed him to play? he told me he was going back to the shelter house to get a drink. i said, "okay". his response? "you're coming with me, right?" oh sure.
we went up and got his drink. he told me to carry it while we walked - correction, while i walked, and he skipped - back to the washers game. he told me he's a really good skipper, and he practices.
after playing the game for awhile more, he wanted - actually i think it was me who wanted - to go play something different. we walked back to the shelter house to get his soccer ball. a guy walked by, and my new bff asked innocently, "is that your boyfriend?"
i did not even know how to respond. the guy is 92 years old and was limping to the bathroom using his cane. he is my grandma's brother-in-law.
thankfully, my grandma was standing there and overheard this.
"he might as well be," she said. "he's got a lot of money and is about to die anyway." awesome.
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