Additionally......

One more thing that people might not know about me (not that you asked):

• When I was in elementary school my family was going on vacation to LA. I took this opportunity to write my favorite teen heart throb Corey Haim to let him know I was coming to town ("Hey Corey - I'm coming to town! Wanna meet up for some ice cream??"). Thankfully Tiger Beat only provided a poster and not the corresponding address of Corey, and therefore my letter never got mailed.

I bring this up because I stumbled across a horrible new reality show called "The Two Coreys". Corey Feldman + Corey Haim together again = recipe for disaster. Not only is Corey Haim looking god-awful these days, but man he's portrayed as a total dick.

What happened to the cute boy who played Lucas?? I loved that movie. I think I need to take the rest of the weekend to mourn the loss of my teen boyfriend. Boo.

I've been tagged....

So here it is, 7 little known things 'bout me:


1. I’m a tongue-thruster. This has caused me much personal pain and anguish. Not really, but the braces that fixed my buck teeth did hurt.

2. I was a notorious liar as a child. One time I had an accident in the bed (and my sister ratted me out). I lied and said it wasn’t me even thought it was totally obvious that it was me. My Mom told me to go to her closet to get a belt so she could spank me, but when I went to her closet there were tons of belts. I went back to her crying and asked “which one??”

3. I used to trip on purpose when playing chase in the schoolyard so Randy Young would catch me.

4. I met my husband at a bar. When he failed to ask me for my number at the end of the night, I spent the week stalking him on the Internet. I eventually found him and almost sent him an email to invite him out for my birthday, but my sister told me that would be crazy. So I didn’t.

5. When reading a book, I often skip over the long descriptive paragraphs. I don’t really care how green the rolling hills were – I just want to get to the story!

6. When I’m bored, I spell words backwards on my fingers. For example, I hear a word (let’s say the word is ‘apple’). I’ll spell it out A-P-P-L-E, counting out each letter on a finger. Then I spell it backwards E-L-P-P-A on my hands. Wtf?

**Bonus #7 – I pee heroin. Ok, not really, but if Vanessa gets to smell like weed, I should be able to pee heroin.

My sincerest apologies...

It's know been awhile since I've posted, but readers, I have had the house to myself for the past week (as in 7 days). House to myself means endless hours vegging on the sofa watching bad TV, and boy did I max out the bad TV this go-round. Did you know there is an entire reality show dedicated to the *fabulous-ness* of Kimora Lee Simmons? I didn't even know who she was last Tuesday, and now I know more than I ever wanted to know about her.

With Lance gone, I was able to enjoy a clean sink for at least 5 days in a row, sleeping with Mr. B cuddled up with me, and loooooong hot showers without anyone guilting me to stop wasting water. It was fabulous, but by day seven, I was dying of boredom and so I'm glad Lance is back. And the best part - he brought presents back with him!!

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A few weeks ago our friend Havis was in town. We went all out and ended out staying up until 4 in da mornin (yeaaa yeaaa). At last call over at the Draught House, my dear brother Ryan invited the crew back to our house with the following phrase "we got tequila at the house!". Uhh, first it's not his house, second it's not his tequila. Of course, I never mind sharing, so we headed back to the house (because the thing you need after a night of drinking is more drinks). After all the stories I've heard lately about my bro and his late-night partying ways, I was pretty sure he was going to finish the bottle and start in on another. Much to my disappointment, this was the scene after just two shots of tequila. So sad what has happened to today's youth - can't even hold their own liquor!