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the dirty south

Well this weekend i headed to the dirty south, that's right Atlanta! so my journey begins (with pictures) I left on Friday and of course my flight is delayed and I'm pissed! But of course its delayed i never have luck with flying (which you will see later on, on my return flight).

So we get on the plane and safety first don't forget your instructions!

this was my seat and this is a tiny plane and i get sick so its a good thing that no one was by me.

what was the view like, you ask???

so then on Saturday there was the wedding so pretty and i know you guys want pictures! so without further ado...

we couldn't take pictures in the church but we did take some at the reception

the bride and i

amber and i

and then with an open bar things can get a little crazy...

and then I'm not quite sure how it happened (i believe the open bar is to blame for this one too) we decided we were all rockettes as we were dancing to frank Sinatra's new york

it was a good time had by all. the next day i met up with my friend Catherine

don't you want to kiss her b/c she is 1/12 something...

OK now let me tell you about my flight home where do i begin? oh yes lets entitle this

"the day from hell"

i was having lunch with my friend cat at the flying biscuit and i get a call from orbitz saying that my flight is on time. YAY! i think today things are going to go right! not so much. i get to the airport things are looking good then we are delayed for an hour. fine i can deal with that. after an hour i get on the plane we end up jetting down the runway full speed and then we stop. people start looking at each other like wha? wha the hell? we pull over and then they tell us oh sorry this plane isn't working we need you to get off the plane. that's when i knew i was going to have to cuss out delta! we deplane they tell us we are going to get another plane then as i am waiting in line to get another boarding pass i get up to the counter and the guy goes "uh oh" (you never want to hear that from your ticket agent) i said what do you mean uh oh. he says well it says here your flight has been canceled at this point i grab his tie, pull him towards me and punch him in the face, OK not really but i really wanted to. i just wanted to get home and i fear had i done that it might be slightly frowned upon and i could have ended up in jail. anyway he says its been canceled i yell, very loudly i might add,  "WHAT DO YOU MEAN ITS CANCELED WE WERE JUST ON THE PLANE"  the ticket agent starts looking around for other ticket agents b/c I'm sure he can see his life is in danger. he tells me i have to go to this other service center to get a new ticket. i get to the service center, which is anything but, and i proceed to yell at her about getting me on another flight. meanwhile i have a friend calling me laughing his ass off at my situation. what a friend indeed. so i am on standby at the next flight which leaves at 6:30. fine whatever i go the other end of the airport and wait and wait and wait. finally i get called i can get on this flight. i go up to this stupid ticket person and he goes oh congratulations! as if i won the lottery. i then proceed to punch him out in my mind. i look at my seat number and its number 38A i feel the nausea start to set in as i realize what seat i have. I keep walking onto the plane to the very back of the plane. i pass the toilets that's how far back my seat was. i am in the last row next to the engine where i can't even hear myself think let alone my ipod, my brain is jiggling inside my skull from the noise. no window to look out just engine. i then tell the guy next to me move i have to go to the bathroom. i vomit before we even take off. 2 hours later I'm in SA. finally home! but wait the day from hell isn't over yet. as my migraine sets in i am waiting for my baggage. i am not lying to you when i tell you the baggage carousel breaks! and they have to take all the baggage on that one and put it onto another one.  at this point I'm just praying they haven't lost my luggage. i get outside my ride is there. he greets me with a laugh i want to punch him in the face too. OK not really but you must understand why I'm upset. i get home i strip i go to bed. end of story.

oh also if you were wondering what happened to al from home improvement well he's on the cover of skymall...

new toy

well guess who got a new toy today? ME!!! i bought myself a very expensive digital camera, why? b/c i NEED it!  well i don't really need it but i just wanted a new one. and well what i want i get b/c I'm precious! do you hear that? precious i say! so i am trading in my old model canon that is 3 years old and is on it's last leg. i would hit the button to take a picture and this camera would think about 5 minutes and then decide ok I'll take the picture now (ok slight exaggeration there but only slight)   

So i got a Sony camera and i love love love it! i might even sleep with it tonight it is that good to me. 

OK I'm going to go have a love affair with my camera now... and no I'm so not materialistic! 

the tears oh the tears!

How many of you saw six feet under’s last episode? If you missed it set your tivo! Seriously it was so good I cried. I know the last episode aired on Sunday but it took me a day to recover and the tears to stop! Gosh I’m going to miss that show! I mean seriously the characters everything about it! Uh oh I might be starting to well up again… no I’m good now. Ok on to more pressing matters.

Actually i have nothing really big going on right now. going to Atalanta on Friday for a wedding. thank goodness I'm not in this one but come jan. i will have been in eight weddings. yes eight! at this point when the bride asks me to be in the wedding i will just ask what style number the dress is b/c i probably already have it. I am Davids bridals best customer.

did anyone else get 3rd degree burns getting into their car today? seriously the heat is killing me. i think i left half my skin on the seat. eww that's gross i apologize. i can't wait for fall! actually i just can't wait for September, mostly b/c Gilmore Girls starts and i can't wait to see what Luke say!! i am counting the days!  aren't you?

weekend in pictures

so this weekend was the lake so much fun! after you see these pictures you wish you would have come with me! so without further ado the weekend in pictures

Day 1

The Drive to the lake... pretty huh?

Upon arriving Emily realizes she's not waiting for a man to get action she will just make out with lucky. and really what girl wouldn't with a cute face like that?

Day 2

The guys go golfing the girls hit up the winery.

First we decide hey lets stomp grapes! Umm... once we got in the barrel  we realized this is gross quick take our picture so we can get out!

then we decided to go on a tour but really we just wanted to get to the wine tasting but don't we look like we are paying attention (and also does it look like my shoulder is about to be dislocated from the weight of the bad b/c it was, i had 5 peoples stuff in there, seriously so heavy)

then we just said screw the tour lets just take some pictures

finally the good stuff the wine tasting

umm... perhaps to much wine tasting... ok we really aren't throwing up but we thought it would be so funny if it seemed like we were... perhaps you need some wine to think its funny too... go on go get yourself a glass! its funny now right?

seriously it was a write trash weekend  we had 3 dogs there it was crazy... see what i mean?

Next we decide Andy needs to make his famous  margaritas!

Note to self don't leave you glass on the ground

Once you taste the goods you crave the hooch! at least lucky does.

the boys decided that they had enough of us and went to play poker and Sarah decides to accost them with the magic shell

Day 3

we hit the lake but safety first!

then there was some tubing

and then it was time to go...

Good times my friends.

just guess

i'll give you one guess who just got a scanner?  for free!!! did you read that for free kids!!! mommy is happy.  (thank you shaun for the scanner) :) anyway as i have nothing to really post on here as of right now here are some  pictures i scanned last night.  with captions!

midway through my 21st birthday... those were the good ol days!

goodness look how long my hair was! i miss it! sniff sniff

my son... and right now the love of my life.

ok that is all for now i'm going to the lake this weekend so i'm sure there will be plenty of stories as well as pictures!

some old stuff

i thought my blog looked lonely so i thought i would post some old stuff to get the ball rolling... here are somethings that have happened in the past enjoy...

Another classic conversation between my father and I.

“Hello.”

“I want you to know that my life was forever changed at 3:36 this morning.”

“Why?”

“Because you born. Happy Birthday.”

“Dad that’s tomorrow, my birthday is tomorrow.”

“It is?”

“Yes.”

“Well who was born today? I swear someone was born today.”

“Yes… your brother Richard.”

“Oh that’s right. I’m so sorry!”

I HATE FLYING

So we all know that flying and I don’t get along. In fact I think we are enemies. The fact that I throw up on most flights and the plane is almost always delayed means that we are at war.

So today I am writing from many miles above the ground. And it is 6:23 New York Time and I should be home by now. Should be, being the operative phrase here. So today I arrive on time at the

San Antonio

airport and I check in. I get to my gate, it’s delayed an hour, I get to

Houston

I miss my connecting flight. No big deal the next one leaves at 2:23 or so they say. Then I get to that gate and do to maintenance issues we are delayed an hour. An hour becomes an hour and half and then we get to board the plane! Yea! I think to myself finally I will be on my way. OH NO!!! Not quite. You see from the time I get on the plane at 4:15 and the time we leave which is 5:15 (on hour we sat on the runway) So now we are  in the air, but I have another problem. The book I bought to read on the plane I finished it. Literally read the last word as the wheels left the pavement. So now I am sitting here flipping through skymall thinking to myself you know I really do need some slippers with my college logo on them.  I must put skymall away before I am tempted to pop open the verizon phone that is in front me and pull out my credit card to order stuff I don’t need (not really, I like to shop but give me some credit). The captain has come on the speaker and is telling me all about the flight crew and a bunch of other stuff I don’t care about. Do I really need to know that we are traveling thirteen thousand and something nautical miles? And I mean come on does the everyman know what nautical miles are? I mean I had it explained to me once but do I remember what they are no! nor do I care! (ooh I’m getting heated now!)  I have also just noticed that the captains voice sounds like Sydney Poitier.

And I think I forgot to mention the fact that I’m super hungry and I noticed that the guy across the way has some gummy bears and I’m thinking to myself… I can take him. Those gummy bears are looking pretty good right about now. Ok they are starting the movie now… Elektra! I have never seen this movie but I admit I’m excited b/c I wanted to see it and was embarrassed to go to the theaters. I will let you know how it goes.

I just saw the movie and all I can say is that the best part about it was Goran Visnjic! So hot! And that accent! Seriously if I don’t marry someone with an accent I might make him go to a voice coach so they can learn that. Ok not really. For entertainment I’m writing you guys and I’m also listening to snoop’s new song, signs. It’s pretty catchy.

On another note I think I ate spam. So they handed out these sandwiches and some chips well I’m so hungry I said yeah all right I’ll take one. BIG MISTAKE. I took one bite I almost vomited and I opened up the sandwich and I noticed the mystery meat. I think it was spam. I’m now nervous. I could get food poising.

So I’m looking around at the people on the flight with me. So help me I think Bobby brown is on this flight, or at least his twin brother. And then there is lady that just came back from the bathroom and no lie she has on a mask. The kind that doctors wear. Is this china? Do we have sars on the plane? I wonder if I can ask for a mask… Oh stewardess….

Only New York Apartments

Today I was Indiana Jones, but I’m getting ahead of myself. A little back story if you will…

My apartment building has been having a lot of problems lately, we haven’t had mail delivered in a month (we have to go to the post office to pick it up), the lock on one of the entrance doors is broken, the halls are looking kinda shabby, and now we are on day 4 of no hot water in the building. So one of the tenets called a town meeting  (slightly like in  Gilmore girls). Anyway how they called the town meeting was they listed what was wrong with the building how they are fed up and we were going to meet in the lobby of the building at 8:30 last night. I had visions of people with pitchforks and  torches held high above their head and men randomly yelling yea!!! I didn’t get a chance to partake in the meeting b/c I had a party to go to. Priorities, you know. Anyway on the list of things that were wrong with the building was the laundry room was dirty. This came as a total shock! I run into the my apartment and I yell at Matt. “Matt did you know we have a laundry room in the building!” His reply “yeah I know I was surprised. But not that we would use it.” So true.

Anyway so today I decided I’m going to go get a look at this laundry room. I take the elevator down to the basement (that is the only way to get to the basement from inside the building). The door opens very slowly. And I see a couple of washer and dryers and these tunnels that go underneath our apartment building. I quickly got back into the elevator and ran to get my roommate. If I’m going to investigate I need protection.

10 minutes later matt and I with a flashlight are working our way under the tunnels and just kinda looking around. This is where I am starting to feel like Indian Jones. Seriously its all dark, musty and drafty. We find that there are all these random rooms and if you go up some steps you reach the outside. Anyway we are done exploring so we go back to the elevator and its stuck. It’s not working. All of a sudden I went from feeling like Indiana Jones, to feeling like Sydney from the scream movies. All of sudden the nice tunnels that reminded me of the catacombs now look like something out of house of wax. (not that I have even seen the movie its just my imagination at work)

So we go through some tunnels to find the door that leads to the street. And I am in front b/c I have the flashlight, and we turn the corner and there is this old man there. I scream and jump back into matt. And the man goes oh hello there. I say hello now in my mind I am looking at his hands for some kind of hook or knife. Nope he has laundry. He says “The elevator is broken so I decided to come this way to get to the laundry room.” I just nod and high tail it out of there Matt decided to stay and chat. 

And the moral of this story is never do your own laundry.

finally

Well I have done it. I have decided to finally move to the world of paying for my blog. For 2 years nay 3 years!! i was blogging (does that sound dirty to anyone else) on xanga well i thought i would start playing with the big boys and move over to typepad. wish me luck. mostly i did it b/c i want comments i admit it I'm a comment whore. So share the love people... and please be nice as i am fragile.