Isaiah has a game tonight :) He's back to playing baseball! I'm so excited. Chandler is playing this year too!!! I never would have imagined that I'd say CHANDLER IS PLAYING T BALL TONIGHT. He sure fooled his doctors.
I have dance class and then I'm going to Isaiah's game. Anthony and Kellie were coming over for dinner, it's his birthday but I had to reschedule because the boys are playing ball tonight! So Sunday night it's dinner @ Amaya's.
I'm in a great mood...I think it's because the sun is shining and it feels a lot like spring :) I love days like this.
Talked to dad earlier, he's feeling great. So everyone that is praying, don't stop!!!
Thursday, March 23, 2006
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
My Kenny
Happy Birthday!!!
I can't believe you're metamorphasizing into the strong man that I've come to love! And here you are turning 24!
We met while you and were in DC right out of school. I remember the Britney concert and how much you loved, fantasized about her. I remember how you hooked up with another chic that night. Remember how I pretended to not be jealous?! I told you that your girlfriend had a fat face so we nicknamed her 'fat face' and the name stuck! She went off to help Kerry lose the presidency and gained tons of weight and got a horrible hair cut when she came back and from there she was not cool to us!!! Ahhh....we're bad!
Remember the nights of pampering? I needed a getaway you sent Isaiah and I out of town and we got whatever we wanted and put it on your tab!! $10 bottled water and exspensive desserts!
I remember the NOBODYS PERFECT book that you gave me by the girls from The Batchelor that I was obsessed with at the time. I still have every handwritten letter from you along with every gift you've ever given me.
Remember how you helped me in May? Remember how my heart just jaded and my world crashed? But you were there and you lifted my pain. Whenever I cried, you cried. You would tell me "You got to stop crying, you're breaking my heart" I'll never forget how awesome you were then and are now.
Remember the time I told your mother that you and I were engaged? Remember how she almost had a coronary?!
Remember the time Lisa saved your life?! You thought you were dying but she convinced you otherwise!!!
I remember all the times that you were there for me when dad was sick or something traumatic went down.
Do you know how much Isaiah Chandler Emma Kennedy and I love you???
Remember that time you asked "How do I impress you Amaya" and I said "You don't"...I lied!!!
I hope you have the best birthday ever. I want you to know that I am so proud of you. I'm so happy that you're going to be a millionaire by the time you're 30!!! I love you Kenny. Know that.
Happy Birthday :)
P.S. I love your baby face!!!
I can't believe you're metamorphasizing into the strong man that I've come to love! And here you are turning 24!
We met while you and were in DC right out of school. I remember the Britney concert and how much you loved, fantasized about her. I remember how you hooked up with another chic that night. Remember how I pretended to not be jealous?! I told you that your girlfriend had a fat face so we nicknamed her 'fat face' and the name stuck! She went off to help Kerry lose the presidency and gained tons of weight and got a horrible hair cut when she came back and from there she was not cool to us!!! Ahhh....we're bad!
Remember the nights of pampering? I needed a getaway you sent Isaiah and I out of town and we got whatever we wanted and put it on your tab!! $10 bottled water and exspensive desserts!
I remember the NOBODYS PERFECT book that you gave me by the girls from The Batchelor that I was obsessed with at the time. I still have every handwritten letter from you along with every gift you've ever given me.
Remember how you helped me in May? Remember how my heart just jaded and my world crashed? But you were there and you lifted my pain. Whenever I cried, you cried. You would tell me "You got to stop crying, you're breaking my heart" I'll never forget how awesome you were then and are now.
Remember the time I told your mother that you and I were engaged? Remember how she almost had a coronary?!
Remember the time Lisa saved your life?! You thought you were dying but she convinced you otherwise!!!
I remember all the times that you were there for me when dad was sick or something traumatic went down.
Do you know how much Isaiah Chandler Emma Kennedy and I love you???
Remember that time you asked "How do I impress you Amaya" and I said "You don't"...I lied!!!
I hope you have the best birthday ever. I want you to know that I am so proud of you. I'm so happy that you're going to be a millionaire by the time you're 30!!! I love you Kenny. Know that.
Happy Birthday :)
P.S. I love your baby face!!!
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
Everchanging Uncertainties
Basically my life has been turned upside down. Haven & Mom were told to start planning my dad's funerel. His doctors do not expect him to live much longer. We were given that news on Friday. As you can imagine we're all really shocked and distraught. At 58 he also has early signs of Alzheimers Disease. Probable cause is his medicines. I've been crying everyday since then and I've made a couple of life altering decisions already...such as moving back home to Mclean. And leaving my position. Everyone knows just how much I love my job...but you also know that I'm a daddy's girl and he's my everything. I can't even imagine my life without my dad. How could I ever imagine life without his wink and his hugs and his nightly phone calls. I refuse to deal with this bullshit right now. So we're all planning our vacation!
Summer is coming early for us this year :) I can't wait. I can't wait to spend time with dad...I can't wait to be on the tennis court with him again. He's amazing. He's great. He's my rock. And he's my glue.
I haven't had time for much lately. I'm always tired and always moody. I've only found one fix and it has kept me from crying for 2 entire hours and it really did calm me. Just like before. As always. Some things never change. Did I really expect anything less though. "IT" always was soothing, comforting and there. The best I ever had. Or never had...
Summer is coming early for us this year :) I can't wait. I can't wait to spend time with dad...I can't wait to be on the tennis court with him again. He's amazing. He's great. He's my rock. And he's my glue.
I haven't had time for much lately. I'm always tired and always moody. I've only found one fix and it has kept me from crying for 2 entire hours and it really did calm me. Just like before. As always. Some things never change. Did I really expect anything less though. "IT" always was soothing, comforting and there. The best I ever had. Or never had...
Thursday, March 16, 2006
My Dream fucks
These are the men I want to fuck...in no particular order :)
1)Patrick Dempsey from Grey's
2)T.R. Knight from Grey's
3)Mathew McCaunghey
4)Anderson Cooper
5)Simon Cowell
6)Maurice Bernard from General Hospital
7)Billy Currington
8)Christ Doughtery from American Idol
9)Terry Moran
10)Enrique Iglesias with the mole
1)Patrick Dempsey from Grey's
2)T.R. Knight from Grey's
3)Mathew McCaunghey
4)Anderson Cooper
5)Simon Cowell
6)Maurice Bernard from General Hospital
7)Billy Currington
8)Christ Doughtery from American Idol
9)Terry Moran
10)Enrique Iglesias with the mole
Monday, March 13, 2006
I got sunshine!
We are having the best weather ever! 82 degrees feels like summer to me. I made Emma breakfast and then we went to Kennedy's for a playdate. The girls played on Kennedy's swing and jungle gym while Lisa and I washed our cars in shorts and tee shirts, flip flops and sunglasses. I figured a bikini would be too much!!! The girls ate lunch together, Uncrustables with grape jelly and Apple Juice. Then it was time to part ways...As always they scream bloody murder and kick you while the neighbors look at you as if you're kidnapping the kid! It was long until we were in the car on our way home that Emma fell right off to dreamland! The silence was amazing.
My workout this am was awesome. I feel soo much better when I work out. With Spring around the corner I my workouts will be more frequent! I love this flip flop weather. I thrive in it.
I've been sooo tired lately. Last night I even went to bed without watching Grey's Anatomy.
Saturday night we saw 'Failure to Launch' and it's the cutest movie. I loved it. Mathew McCaunhey (Sp) was sexy as ever and Sarah Jessica Parker was just as cute. The movie was good...very predictable but nothing compares to seeing Terry Bradshaw's big white ass flash across the screen. I should mention that the drunk depressed roomate of Paula (SJP) was very funny. She wasn't pretty with her 80's bangs and 80's hoop earrings but she was hilarious! Everyone should see it.
My workout this am was awesome. I feel soo much better when I work out. With Spring around the corner I my workouts will be more frequent! I love this flip flop weather. I thrive in it.
I've been sooo tired lately. Last night I even went to bed without watching Grey's Anatomy.
Saturday night we saw 'Failure to Launch' and it's the cutest movie. I loved it. Mathew McCaunhey (Sp) was sexy as ever and Sarah Jessica Parker was just as cute. The movie was good...very predictable but nothing compares to seeing Terry Bradshaw's big white ass flash across the screen. I should mention that the drunk depressed roomate of Paula (SJP) was very funny. She wasn't pretty with her 80's bangs and 80's hoop earrings but she was hilarious! Everyone should see it.
Thursday, March 09, 2006
Thursday
I am soooooooooooooooooo exhausted! I stayed up late last night and had a wonderful conversation with an Old friend :)
Woke up at 8 after getting about 6 hours of sleep to Emma telling me to wake up!
We played, ate breakfast, then went to my brother's house. We got there and it was such a nice day here that we went to the park. Emma rode her bike while my brother and I walked behind her. She's sooooooo cute. She was singing and riding her bike the entire time and would even stop along the route to pick up a few rocks to put in her basket. How cute, eh?!
American Idol is coming on in a few...going to watch that and cheer on Chris, Ace & the crazy guy that has the bad twitch--Taylor!
Isaiah, Chan & I are going to pick out Kites tommorrow. The boys are obsessed with anything that flys. My only question is...where do I buy a kite??? Dicks sporting goods?
My 10 year reunion is going to be held in July. I'm helping to put it together since I'm probably the only person that still lives in VA!!! I can't wait though. I feel like I have to train for the Olympics!!! That reminds me...I do need a date to that too. Any takers???
Dance class with Santos tommmorrow. Soooooooooo excited!!
Woke up at 8 after getting about 6 hours of sleep to Emma telling me to wake up!
We played, ate breakfast, then went to my brother's house. We got there and it was such a nice day here that we went to the park. Emma rode her bike while my brother and I walked behind her. She's sooooooo cute. She was singing and riding her bike the entire time and would even stop along the route to pick up a few rocks to put in her basket. How cute, eh?!
American Idol is coming on in a few...going to watch that and cheer on Chris, Ace & the crazy guy that has the bad twitch--Taylor!
Isaiah, Chan & I are going to pick out Kites tommorrow. The boys are obsessed with anything that flys. My only question is...where do I buy a kite??? Dicks sporting goods?
My 10 year reunion is going to be held in July. I'm helping to put it together since I'm probably the only person that still lives in VA!!! I can't wait though. I feel like I have to train for the Olympics!!! That reminds me...I do need a date to that too. Any takers???
Dance class with Santos tommmorrow. Soooooooooo excited!!
Sunday, March 05, 2006
Quotes of the Week
"You love me like a brother?! Ouch! That stung"--Kenny when discussing 'us'
"Should you wear pink on the RED carpet?" --"L" & I discussing my obsession with the Oscars and fashion.
"Amaya I'm really upset by this meeting of her. She didn't even have a waist. If she wasn't going to have a beautiful face she should have atleast had a good body. I'm not even sure if she has good acting skills anymore."
--Dad dissapointed after seeing and working out alongside Renee Zellwegger, his favorite actress.
"I will charter a jet and go after my girl"--Kenny on rescueing Emma in Puerto Rico
"I am sorry for making fun of your 'friend' Mark. He did afterall get you drunk, take you to a strip club, look down your shirt at your tits and you ended up with him in a hotel room." -Grant justifying why he made fun of Mark.
"Grant, it's going to take roses in Pink, White, Yellow... oh and Lavendar to make up for calling Mark a loser. And Godiva Passion fruit truffles and don't forget about the the Andre Chreky gift card and then I'll consider forgiving you, mm K?" --Becca milking Grant after he apologized for calling Mark a loser while going into Starbucks.
Me after leaving Starbucks and reflecting: "If Grant thinks that he is going to get you four dozen roses, passion fruit truffles and an Andre Chreky gift card--he's in for a rude awakening!"
Becca: "Don't mess this up for me, My!"
Kenny: "I don't like that guy, Maya" (talking about E in Chi town)
Amaya: "Kenny! You don't like any of my guy friends"!
Kenny: "This is true."
"Don't do it, baby" --T, on the phone chatting when I told him I missed E in Chi town.
Haven: "I'm meeting Joey for lunch"
Me: "Joey wants you to get it on with his swinging wife"
Haven: "Ewww!"
Me: Giggle, snicker, giggle
Haven: "Hey, if this is what it takes for me to lose my appetite, I'll call you everyday during my lunch hour!"
Brian Bradley: "Hey girl! What time are you getting off?
Me: "After my 6 pm meeting"
BB: "Mmm, Can I watch?"
Me: 'Huh'?
BB: "I want to watch you get off" haha
Me: "Not in this lifetime" after throwing my GolfStyles magazine at the perv
"Hello Gorgeous" 21 month old Kennedy when her mother told her I wanted to talk to her on the phone
"You've been eating Doritos, Sheesh! Thats not good"--Me to the Korean dry cleaning lady with bad breath
Random IM from Britney--BrokeAsses Ex she stalks me.
"I thought about you the other day and decided to read your blog page.. happened to come across that i was a lying cunt. LOL. hilarious. have a good one, gullible."
Me: I'm sure you think of me a lot. It's been 2 years I fucked him a thousand times. Get over me already. Michael must have told you that we're hanging out again!
"Little Mama, One Wish by Ray J is our song"--Grant being mushy
"Look at what you do to me! --Grant showing me his hard on, uh huh!
"Theres my girl" --Ryan when he answered his phone during Spring Training!
Me: "Everyone makes fun of poor Mark"
Becca: "Because they don't know him"
Me: "Perhaps they're all on to something, Steve, Kenny and now Grant can't all be wrong"
Becca: "They've never seen his body or his eyes"
Me: "True"
Cute Attorney: OK, if the platinum locks, tan skin and killer curves were not enough . . .the Playboy tat?!
Me: Getting Pissed!
Attorney: Some guys go for your kind of look I guess
Me: Stomping my feet
Attorney -- I am SOOOO one of those guys!
Me: Singing "I'm in love with a stripper"
Grandma: "Thats a dirty song"
Me: "I'm in love with a stripper"
Grandma: "I'm going to tell your father!"
Me: trying to catch air after laughing so hard "QUIT IT, You kill me"
Grandma: "I won't kill you, but your father will"
Me: After picking myself up off the dining room table "You can be my stripper" while running away from her and her dry dish towel.
Becca: "Isn't Charles handsome?"
Me: "Yeah, he is now that he's modern"
Becca: "What do you mean?"
Me: "The guy had hair that was growing from his ears and had big Sally Jesse Rapheal glasses, he was a dork!"
Becca & Me: In unison: Giggle, Giggle, haha haha, can't breathe and she rolls off the big bed falling 3 feet atleast, the ground onto my heels hitting her in the forehead!
Rick:"Who would you prefer, McDreamy or McSteamy?"
Me: "You-- McSexy"
Rick: "Okay, McHottie, I'm Sorry but he's not an option"
Rick and I obsessed with Grey's Anatomy so much that we've came up with our own names, he's 'McSexy' who has a lovely girlfriend and I am 'McHottie' who drools over him!.
"Should you wear pink on the RED carpet?" --"L" & I discussing my obsession with the Oscars and fashion.
"Amaya I'm really upset by this meeting of her. She didn't even have a waist. If she wasn't going to have a beautiful face she should have atleast had a good body. I'm not even sure if she has good acting skills anymore."
--Dad dissapointed after seeing and working out alongside Renee Zellwegger, his favorite actress.
"I will charter a jet and go after my girl"--Kenny on rescueing Emma in Puerto Rico
"I am sorry for making fun of your 'friend' Mark. He did afterall get you drunk, take you to a strip club, look down your shirt at your tits and you ended up with him in a hotel room." -Grant justifying why he made fun of Mark.
"Grant, it's going to take roses in Pink, White, Yellow... oh and Lavendar to make up for calling Mark a loser. And Godiva Passion fruit truffles and don't forget about the the Andre Chreky gift card and then I'll consider forgiving you, mm K?" --Becca milking Grant after he apologized for calling Mark a loser while going into Starbucks.
Me after leaving Starbucks and reflecting: "If Grant thinks that he is going to get you four dozen roses, passion fruit truffles and an Andre Chreky gift card--he's in for a rude awakening!"
Becca: "Don't mess this up for me, My!"
Kenny: "I don't like that guy, Maya" (talking about E in Chi town)
Amaya: "Kenny! You don't like any of my guy friends"!
Kenny: "This is true."
"Don't do it, baby" --T, on the phone chatting when I told him I missed E in Chi town.
Haven: "I'm meeting Joey for lunch"
Me: "Joey wants you to get it on with his swinging wife"
Haven: "Ewww!"
Me: Giggle, snicker, giggle
Haven: "Hey, if this is what it takes for me to lose my appetite, I'll call you everyday during my lunch hour!"
Brian Bradley: "Hey girl! What time are you getting off?
Me: "After my 6 pm meeting"
BB: "Mmm, Can I watch?"
Me: 'Huh'?
BB: "I want to watch you get off" haha
Me: "Not in this lifetime" after throwing my GolfStyles magazine at the perv
"Hello Gorgeous" 21 month old Kennedy when her mother told her I wanted to talk to her on the phone
"You've been eating Doritos, Sheesh! Thats not good"--Me to the Korean dry cleaning lady with bad breath
Random IM from Britney--BrokeAsses Ex she stalks me.
"I thought about you the other day and decided to read your blog page.. happened to come across that i was a lying cunt. LOL. hilarious. have a good one, gullible."
Me: I'm sure you think of me a lot. It's been 2 years I fucked him a thousand times. Get over me already. Michael must have told you that we're hanging out again!
"Little Mama, One Wish by Ray J is our song"--Grant being mushy
"Look at what you do to me! --Grant showing me his hard on, uh huh!
"Theres my girl" --Ryan when he answered his phone during Spring Training!
Me: "Everyone makes fun of poor Mark"
Becca: "Because they don't know him"
Me: "Perhaps they're all on to something, Steve, Kenny and now Grant can't all be wrong"
Becca: "They've never seen his body or his eyes"
Me: "True"
Cute Attorney: OK, if the platinum locks, tan skin and killer curves were not enough . . .the Playboy tat?!
Me: Getting Pissed!
Attorney: Some guys go for your kind of look I guess
Me: Stomping my feet
Attorney -- I am SOOOO one of those guys!
Me: Singing "I'm in love with a stripper"
Grandma: "Thats a dirty song"
Me: "I'm in love with a stripper"
Grandma: "I'm going to tell your father!"
Me: trying to catch air after laughing so hard "QUIT IT, You kill me"
Grandma: "I won't kill you, but your father will"
Me: After picking myself up off the dining room table "You can be my stripper" while running away from her and her dry dish towel.
Becca: "Isn't Charles handsome?"
Me: "Yeah, he is now that he's modern"
Becca: "What do you mean?"
Me: "The guy had hair that was growing from his ears and had big Sally Jesse Rapheal glasses, he was a dork!"
Becca & Me: In unison: Giggle, Giggle, haha haha, can't breathe and she rolls off the big bed falling 3 feet atleast, the ground onto my heels hitting her in the forehead!
Rick:"Who would you prefer, McDreamy or McSteamy?"
Me: "You-- McSexy"
Rick: "Okay, McHottie, I'm Sorry but he's not an option"
Rick and I obsessed with Grey's Anatomy so much that we've came up with our own names, he's 'McSexy' who has a lovely girlfriend and I am 'McHottie' who drools over him!.
Saturday, March 04, 2006
I'm a high roller!
Becca & I had dinner with Security guy that we'll call "L" on Thursday.. It was a fun night until he locked his keys in his car. Of course more than one guy said that it was a ploy to stay with us! Haha. Not very smooth. After I said a quick prayer to God begging him not to let me have to let this guy stay the night, he was able to pop the locks with a metal wire that he slid through the cracks of a window. Pretty ghetto fabulous. On with it...
We met up with "L" at 8 o'clock. He was looking very GQ in his distressed jeans and Oatmeal Eddie Bauer sweater with a off color Oxford underneath and brown boots. His hair was the way I like it...messy and spikey. His face was freshly shaven and his eyes the color of cold saphires. His smile was very young and innocent. Becca described him as GAP boy. To me, he's better than that. He's got depth. He's got range. He lives in a loft on a river and Kayaks as often as possible. Does not watch tv, only reads. He reads because growing up as the son of a preacher man in Wisconsin, TV was forbidden. He reads the bible. Was shocked to know that Becca and I know more than the average blond with boobs about the Bible. It wasn't his trendy jeans or beautiful baby face or sexy diamond stud in his ear nor was it his hair that I couldn't help but think about pulling while fucking him...no it was his scent! I've always been turned on by a man that smells as good as he looks. "L" smelled clean. He smelled like Suntan lotion/coconut soap. It was the first thing that gave me NHO! I was turned on all 2 hours of our night together. It does not matter if it is a hot designer cologne such as Higher by DIOR or Black by Ralph Lauren or Gaultier in the blue bottle or the smell of soap on a man, his scent is a good indication that he takes care of himself. Good hygiene is sexy. Afterall we're all hanging out again on Monday and I haven't been this turned on by a guy in a long time. In case you're wondering, Becca is the one with the mad crush on this guy.
In other news Mom & Dad were in their hotel gym working out last week with one of mine & Dad's favorite actresses, Renee Zellwegger. When Dad was telling me how he was literally running beside her & he was utterly disgusted because he said that "she had no waist, was lucky to have weighed 80 lbs and was probably 4'11'' tall." He said that she was very unattractive in person and that she did not even have a nice body. He did say that she was a very nice young lady. Everyone knows that Mom never says anything harsh about the way that people look, but she had to have been ugly if Mom agreed with everything dad was saying!!! I remember once that E said that she always looked drunk!!! Thats still pretty funny and yet I do agree with him. While in New York City they took in two shows, 'Spamalot' with Hank Aziria and Lauren Kennedy, and Spelling Bee with 'the guy from Frasier'. Mom was interviewed to participate in the Spelling Bee show! They asked her what her occupation was --Banker-- and she said that she knew she lost when asked that! She forgot to mentione that she was teaching kickboxing. That would have won her debut on Broadway but silly mom forgot to mention her cool qualities :)
So while @ Mom & Dad's to water the plants (yes, I Iive a wild life) I saw the March issue of Washintonian Magazine on the dining room table. I'm a fan of the zine so I read it...I saw THE infamous shot of the 'Covert' Valerie Plame in her pajamas while a photographer was supposedly attempting to get a shot of the Bush Admin Skeptic, Joe Wison, her hubby. I read about the boring Alan Greenspan and his replacement and then I turned to '25 Beautiful People'. I see this very handsome guy, read his biography and he wants to be the next Tiger Woods. I keep reading and something is oddly familiar with this guy I read the name and it is, HOLY SHIT...It's NICK !!! Nick that sells pharmacuticals, Nick. It was Zac and Ryan's boy, Nick. Nick that is so sexy, Nick. Nick that I posted a blog about in September! It was the hot ass guy that got my juices flowing :) T--I TOLD YOU ALL ABOUT HIM and everything that happened and DIDNT HAPPEN. THIS IS THE GUY!!! He was the number 1 hottest guy in DCVAMD. He is hot. Wherever you are and whomever you're fucking tonight, Congratulations Nick! I'm still a little jealous that I didn't make the cut!!! If you pick up the Washingtonian you will find Nick in there.
Tommorrow night is the Oscars. I can't wait. I'm cheering on Reese and Joaquin. Not a huge fan of Heath Ledger. Too gay for my taste.
All is good in my hood.
We met up with "L" at 8 o'clock. He was looking very GQ in his distressed jeans and Oatmeal Eddie Bauer sweater with a off color Oxford underneath and brown boots. His hair was the way I like it...messy and spikey. His face was freshly shaven and his eyes the color of cold saphires. His smile was very young and innocent. Becca described him as GAP boy. To me, he's better than that. He's got depth. He's got range. He lives in a loft on a river and Kayaks as often as possible. Does not watch tv, only reads. He reads because growing up as the son of a preacher man in Wisconsin, TV was forbidden. He reads the bible. Was shocked to know that Becca and I know more than the average blond with boobs about the Bible. It wasn't his trendy jeans or beautiful baby face or sexy diamond stud in his ear nor was it his hair that I couldn't help but think about pulling while fucking him...no it was his scent! I've always been turned on by a man that smells as good as he looks. "L" smelled clean. He smelled like Suntan lotion/coconut soap. It was the first thing that gave me NHO! I was turned on all 2 hours of our night together. It does not matter if it is a hot designer cologne such as Higher by DIOR or Black by Ralph Lauren or Gaultier in the blue bottle or the smell of soap on a man, his scent is a good indication that he takes care of himself. Good hygiene is sexy. Afterall we're all hanging out again on Monday and I haven't been this turned on by a guy in a long time. In case you're wondering, Becca is the one with the mad crush on this guy.
In other news Mom & Dad were in their hotel gym working out last week with one of mine & Dad's favorite actresses, Renee Zellwegger. When Dad was telling me how he was literally running beside her & he was utterly disgusted because he said that "she had no waist, was lucky to have weighed 80 lbs and was probably 4'11'' tall." He said that she was very unattractive in person and that she did not even have a nice body. He did say that she was a very nice young lady. Everyone knows that Mom never says anything harsh about the way that people look, but she had to have been ugly if Mom agreed with everything dad was saying!!! I remember once that E said that she always looked drunk!!! Thats still pretty funny and yet I do agree with him. While in New York City they took in two shows, 'Spamalot' with Hank Aziria and Lauren Kennedy, and Spelling Bee with 'the guy from Frasier'. Mom was interviewed to participate in the Spelling Bee show! They asked her what her occupation was --Banker-- and she said that she knew she lost when asked that! She forgot to mentione that she was teaching kickboxing. That would have won her debut on Broadway but silly mom forgot to mention her cool qualities :)
So while @ Mom & Dad's to water the plants (yes, I Iive a wild life) I saw the March issue of Washintonian Magazine on the dining room table. I'm a fan of the zine so I read it...I saw THE infamous shot of the 'Covert' Valerie Plame in her pajamas while a photographer was supposedly attempting to get a shot of the Bush Admin Skeptic, Joe Wison, her hubby. I read about the boring Alan Greenspan and his replacement and then I turned to '25 Beautiful People'. I see this very handsome guy, read his biography and he wants to be the next Tiger Woods. I keep reading and something is oddly familiar with this guy I read the name and it is, HOLY SHIT...It's NICK !!! Nick that sells pharmacuticals, Nick. It was Zac and Ryan's boy, Nick. Nick that is so sexy, Nick. Nick that I posted a blog about in September! It was the hot ass guy that got my juices flowing :) T--I TOLD YOU ALL ABOUT HIM and everything that happened and DIDNT HAPPEN. THIS IS THE GUY!!! He was the number 1 hottest guy in DCVAMD. He is hot. Wherever you are and whomever you're fucking tonight, Congratulations Nick! I'm still a little jealous that I didn't make the cut!!! If you pick up the Washingtonian you will find Nick in there.
Tommorrow night is the Oscars. I can't wait. I'm cheering on Reese and Joaquin. Not a huge fan of Heath Ledger. Too gay for my taste.
All is good in my hood.
Thursday, March 02, 2006
Boys Bras and Beers
G Money and I had a fight lastnight. I totally dismissed him and told him to take a hike. He told me he had falling in love with me!!! WHO KNEW?! After feeling like shit for being so mean to him I called him this morning to tell him I was sorry. We've agreed to be friends or atleast polite to each other. He's dating now so that should be healthy for him. It was going nowhere with us so it's for the best. Tonight I'm meeting up with Becca and the security guy for beersould be interesting to see how this goes. It's weird how my mind works because I was picking out my outfit that I intend on wearing and I was going for lots of cleavage and I'm wearing my 'whore' bra. It's a demi that my boobs just sit in and of course it's no IPEX but my boobs look and feel like they're in everyones face when I wear this bra. Thats why it's my 'whore' bra. Not that I'm gettind ho'ed out but I like feeling sexy even if i'm not hooking up with the guy. T--we have to chat, stat!!! Going to the doctor for a check up....wish me luck. * A
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Me. Boring. Me.
*Just had lunch with my brother. We watched Martha Stewart and decided to make her specialty. Call us gay. Chicken salad with apples, wasn't bad.
*I've got mad cooking skills. My parents came over on Monday night and I made spaghetti. My mom told me this morning as they were leaving for NYC that it was the best spaghetti she's had in a while. She knows that I'm obsessed with Martha and figured it was Martha's recipe. She's always on in my office too. I learn so much from her. I will be a domestic goddess.
*Mom & Dad left for NYC for a few days to take in some shows, do a little shopping and enjoy the city. I'm jealous. I couldn't go because work is keeping me busy. So what else is new?
*I haven't had time for anybody lately. I don't know what the fuck happened. I haven't been social since thursday. I'm in a funk. Sheesh...just dawned on me that it was because of Eric in Chicago. I listen to him and reflect on everything that he says and sometimes I take everything he says to heart and don't ask me why this affects me--I don't know why. Well he's fucked me up again. I have so many great guy friends who would love to fill in where Eric was, but for some fucked up reason I won't let anyone go there.
*I need to get laid. Just call me Anita Lei!!!
*I've got mad cooking skills. My parents came over on Monday night and I made spaghetti. My mom told me this morning as they were leaving for NYC that it was the best spaghetti she's had in a while. She knows that I'm obsessed with Martha and figured it was Martha's recipe. She's always on in my office too. I learn so much from her. I will be a domestic goddess.
*Mom & Dad left for NYC for a few days to take in some shows, do a little shopping and enjoy the city. I'm jealous. I couldn't go because work is keeping me busy. So what else is new?
*I haven't had time for anybody lately. I don't know what the fuck happened. I haven't been social since thursday. I'm in a funk. Sheesh...just dawned on me that it was because of Eric in Chicago. I listen to him and reflect on everything that he says and sometimes I take everything he says to heart and don't ask me why this affects me--I don't know why. Well he's fucked me up again. I have so many great guy friends who would love to fill in where Eric was, but for some fucked up reason I won't let anyone go there.
*I need to get laid. Just call me Anita Lei!!!
Monday, February 27, 2006
Girls Just Wanna Have Fun
Rated PG--Happy Birthday"Miss B Haven!" We celebrated her 25th birthday Saturday. What a night it was!!! Dinner! Drinks! Dancing! Debauchary! We had dinner in Charlottesville where I met up with some of my girls from school and Haven and her girlfriends arrived @ the Maverick and all 14 of us had a lovely dinner. When asked "Whats the wildest thing you've done this year?" Since it is only February I had to break out with the Strip Club story. Everyone agreed that it was the wildest. The waiter actually said it was probably the best strip club in that area. The girls channeled their inner lesbian and decided that we should go. I said why not and thats exactly what we did!!! We belted out all of our favorite 80's tunes from Heart's "ALL I WANNA DO IS MAKE LOVE TO YOU" to Sinead O'Conners "NOTHING COMPARES TO YOU" all the way there. We got to the club and guys immeadiately offered to buy us all drinks because as we entered the Bouncer announced that it was Haven's Birthday.Their pheremones drove me crazy. The place reeked of testosterone. We were all watching "Ivy" do her thing when Nick from Fairfax approached me by pulling my hair {Big Turn-On} and telling me that His boy who was in VIP sent him down to tell me that I was the hottest chic in the room and he wanted me to dance for him--being in WV I'm not sure how I really feel about that.
They were the kind of guys who slap on pink button down shirts and Curve cologne before they hit up house parties, and their sex appeal is effortless. Boyish dimples, long fingers, with trendy shaggy haircuts-- not really my type at all. We all agreed that they were the boys that had posters of pre-K Fed Britney Spears and Brooke Burke on their walls. Everything an 18 year with a push-up bra and an exposed navel could hope for. He was just feeding me bullshit. I'm sure he used that line a lot that night. I told Nick that his boy could not afford me! We sat there and watched them live strange, predatory, exciting lives as we hid behind our Martini's with a knowledge base far beyond their understandings. Young, what I wouldn't give to be young. I am young, but I'm 26-young. I'm not 21 young, and none of this is new to me. I'm not going to fall for Curve cologne and a pink shirt, just as I'm sure that no one I'd want falling for me would prefer me in a shirt exsposing my tits and skirt revealing my sweet stuff. I have a voracious sexual appetite, but I'm not an easy girl, or an especially careless girl when it comes to sex. I'd still prefer to know someone's middle name before I allow them to peel off my panties, I'd still prefer that the person undressing me knows at least that my favorite color is pink and that I prefer my eggs unfertilized! I then made eye contact across the room with a goodlooking blond hair, blue eyed guy who was with 2 women. We were sitting near head to toe mirrors so I turned to reapply lipgloss and he was staring at me in the mirror so I winked at him--it was on from there. The girls he was with kept shooting me evil eyes so that made me fuck with them even more. The girls went to the bar and left him there alone with me and my girls...He turned and asked was I having a fun time--Of course I was. We shot the breeze and immeadiately asked for my number. Although it was rather soon I did it anyway. I love being scandalous. So I stuck it in his pocket and little did he know I gave him my girl Trish's number. She lives for sleeping around with guys she doesn't know. I'm wondering if he's called yet. He'll get whatever he wants from her. She's not picky at all. He told me that he was wildly turned on when he seen me sitting on Anna's lap. Funny guy. He was thinking I was bi. He was mildly disapointed when I had to burst his bubble and tell him that Anna is a sorority Sistah not my lover. We all danced with Haven and it was clear that we got more attention with our clothes on then the cheap little girls on stage. Out of nowhere this Dark haired, italian Versace clad with blue eyes came from behind and started dancing with me. I felt the rock in his pants on my lower back and the way he was moaning in my ear with hot breath on my neck I could have sworn he came in his pants. He's not the type to wear underwear. Fucking sexy. I'm by no means a prostitute, but it's something that as a woman, I come to find myself doing naturally. I export myself, I make myself valuable with the clothes I wear, the narrow slits of my blue eyes, the thick rope of hair that falls down my back. Perfume that smells like hawaiian fruit, teeth bleached to the shade of a snowflake, my skin as brown as a freshly toasted muffin -- I'm a product of the product I sell. And just because I sell, doesn't mean that I can't also be addicted. I'm addicted to hot breath on my neck, a warm tongue sliding up the curve of my lower back, a hard yank from the hand twisting my ponytail. I'm addicted to being the object of fantasy, addicted to shallow breath in a dark room, addicted to the curl of my toes and the tension of my teeth biting down hard on my lower lip; addicted to someone else's hands slipping down into forbidden areas, addicted to another's addiction to me.
Sex sells. He bought me a drink and gave me $20 for the dance! I know that he doesn't mean for it to look like he's 'tipping' me for a night of cheap fun, but that's what it feels like. $20, wow. What is the going rate, anyway? But then again, I think to myself, if I'd been paid $20 everytime I danced, I might have already had my penthouse-dreamhouse in Chicago, so I don't say anything and stuffed the money into my bra. With a quick kiss on the cheek he was gone. I know what you're thinking... you stupid girl, you've just been had for $20 and a dance, lured in by the familiarity of someone who knows how you like your eggs. But you would be wrong, because I'm no naive virgin, and I hardly expect anything more at this point. He's the one who's been had. I've fed my addiction and managed to get $20 and unfertilized eggs out of the deal.
Sex sells. And we're all sell outs.
They were the kind of guys who slap on pink button down shirts and Curve cologne before they hit up house parties, and their sex appeal is effortless. Boyish dimples, long fingers, with trendy shaggy haircuts-- not really my type at all. We all agreed that they were the boys that had posters of pre-K Fed Britney Spears and Brooke Burke on their walls. Everything an 18 year with a push-up bra and an exposed navel could hope for. He was just feeding me bullshit. I'm sure he used that line a lot that night. I told Nick that his boy could not afford me! We sat there and watched them live strange, predatory, exciting lives as we hid behind our Martini's with a knowledge base far beyond their understandings. Young, what I wouldn't give to be young. I am young, but I'm 26-young. I'm not 21 young, and none of this is new to me. I'm not going to fall for Curve cologne and a pink shirt, just as I'm sure that no one I'd want falling for me would prefer me in a shirt exsposing my tits and skirt revealing my sweet stuff. I have a voracious sexual appetite, but I'm not an easy girl, or an especially careless girl when it comes to sex. I'd still prefer to know someone's middle name before I allow them to peel off my panties, I'd still prefer that the person undressing me knows at least that my favorite color is pink and that I prefer my eggs unfertilized! I then made eye contact across the room with a goodlooking blond hair, blue eyed guy who was with 2 women. We were sitting near head to toe mirrors so I turned to reapply lipgloss and he was staring at me in the mirror so I winked at him--it was on from there. The girls he was with kept shooting me evil eyes so that made me fuck with them even more. The girls went to the bar and left him there alone with me and my girls...He turned and asked was I having a fun time--Of course I was. We shot the breeze and immeadiately asked for my number. Although it was rather soon I did it anyway. I love being scandalous. So I stuck it in his pocket and little did he know I gave him my girl Trish's number. She lives for sleeping around with guys she doesn't know. I'm wondering if he's called yet. He'll get whatever he wants from her. She's not picky at all. He told me that he was wildly turned on when he seen me sitting on Anna's lap. Funny guy. He was thinking I was bi. He was mildly disapointed when I had to burst his bubble and tell him that Anna is a sorority Sistah not my lover. We all danced with Haven and it was clear that we got more attention with our clothes on then the cheap little girls on stage. Out of nowhere this Dark haired, italian Versace clad with blue eyes came from behind and started dancing with me. I felt the rock in his pants on my lower back and the way he was moaning in my ear with hot breath on my neck I could have sworn he came in his pants. He's not the type to wear underwear. Fucking sexy. I'm by no means a prostitute, but it's something that as a woman, I come to find myself doing naturally. I export myself, I make myself valuable with the clothes I wear, the narrow slits of my blue eyes, the thick rope of hair that falls down my back. Perfume that smells like hawaiian fruit, teeth bleached to the shade of a snowflake, my skin as brown as a freshly toasted muffin -- I'm a product of the product I sell. And just because I sell, doesn't mean that I can't also be addicted. I'm addicted to hot breath on my neck, a warm tongue sliding up the curve of my lower back, a hard yank from the hand twisting my ponytail. I'm addicted to being the object of fantasy, addicted to shallow breath in a dark room, addicted to the curl of my toes and the tension of my teeth biting down hard on my lower lip; addicted to someone else's hands slipping down into forbidden areas, addicted to another's addiction to me.
Sex sells. He bought me a drink and gave me $20 for the dance! I know that he doesn't mean for it to look like he's 'tipping' me for a night of cheap fun, but that's what it feels like. $20, wow. What is the going rate, anyway? But then again, I think to myself, if I'd been paid $20 everytime I danced, I might have already had my penthouse-dreamhouse in Chicago, so I don't say anything and stuffed the money into my bra. With a quick kiss on the cheek he was gone. I know what you're thinking... you stupid girl, you've just been had for $20 and a dance, lured in by the familiarity of someone who knows how you like your eggs. But you would be wrong, because I'm no naive virgin, and I hardly expect anything more at this point. He's the one who's been had. I've fed my addiction and managed to get $20 and unfertilized eggs out of the deal.
Sex sells. And we're all sell outs.
Saturday, February 25, 2006
I Want to Be Bad
After about a week of feeling like Trish...I mean TRASH, I've decided that I have to get out of this house and have some fun with the girls. I'm hoping its not a bad idea because just yesterday I felt like I was on my death bed...I guess we'll see! And I'm horny, godblessit! I'm a few hours away from humping the furniture!!! Oh and Anderson Cooper from CNN with those baby blue eyes needs to let me sex him. I should take a nap and get ready to go out for a bit. I want to be bad! No....I want to be good. Well, reasonably good and well accessorized!!! The last time I went out, I didn't get carded...Mother fucker! I ex foliate, moisturize and have an at-home micro-derm abrasion kit. I could easily pass for a senior in high school. How dare you assume i'm old enough to buy alcohol. How DARE YOU! Oh and Just the other night I was thinking to myself "Whatever happened to P!nk?", and next day I caught her new video "Stupid Girls". There comes a point where an artist in an attempt to be satirical fails miserably and instead reaches new levels of hypocrisy. (Jewel and Eminem come immediately to mind). While lyrically brilliant , it's video jabs at the likes of Paris Hilton and Jessica Simpson detract from the overall message of the song. In fact, their very presence (albeit in unflattering parodies), are proof that as long as there's people in this world who give them attention (negative or otherwise), they're not going to go away anytime soon. It took a catchy girl power anthem and turned it into a dumb blonde hate-fest. I have to say tho, Kudos for Pink on actually getting a 50 cent cameo. How the hell did you manage to get 50 cent but not Paris Hilton? "A video making fun of me? That's Hot!"
Friday, February 24, 2006
I'm in love with a stripper!
Yes, that gets the most play on my ipod. Can't help it. I didn't blog my night @ the strip club to protect the innocent...but if you know me at all you know that I can't stop thinking/talking about the hot stripper in the genie outfit who copped a feel of my tits and knew that they were real then proceeded to tell me "NICE TITS". Call me dirty, but she had me wondering if I was going to have a noticeable wet spot in my pants. She was that awesome. I've never been truly aroused by another girl, but this experience opened a window for me and she has had several starring roles in my fantasies. Yes, she was that hot.
It's friday night and I'm home with a raw throat that feels like I'm eating razor blades every time I swallow. My fever is gone, I was getting a little delierious with it...
I'm listening to 80's big band ballads alone tonight. Not in the mood to hang out. Not in the mood for much, just an orgasm or two!!!
It's friday night and I'm home with a raw throat that feels like I'm eating razor blades every time I swallow. My fever is gone, I was getting a little delierious with it...
I'm listening to 80's big band ballads alone tonight. Not in the mood to hang out. Not in the mood for much, just an orgasm or two!!!
I have been sick all freaking week. The Penicilian is not working either. I woke up @ 7 am this morning after the good Doctor tried to comfort me and make me feel better. Then @ midnight Steve called. He told Victoria it was over, she refuses to accept it. She needs a rich husband and they lack chemistry--His words, not mine! Steve refuses to be her 401K. Perhaps I'm being mean here, but Victoria's mother called Steve. Victoria is 38 years old. How is that normal??!! Reminds me of Rodger the Retard from my summer in the Shenandoah Natl. Park, when he was sick his mother would call in for him. Granted he was mentally challenged so it was acceptable. But when is it okay to let your mother really get into love life? That just spells disaster for me. My mother would kick my ass and tell me to forget about him if he wanted to end things with me. She wouldn't let me cry or fight for a man who has made it abundeantly clear he wasn't into me. It would be his loss. Not mine. So Victoria should just give up. Walk away with some pride. We've all had our low moments and for a woman who has dated Royalty, was a Parisian model, wrote a children's book in 7 different languages, this is probably her lowest moment. Next to sending her son and his problems off to France....I'm being catty. I'll stop. Moving right along....@ 4:23 am I was awakend by "HAVE YOU BEEN CALLING ME"--A blast from the fucking past, Eric from Chicago! {T's a big fan!!} Supposedly @ 4 am he thinks I have nothing more to do than prank call his sorry ass in Chi town. It was just a way to keep me on the phone by accusing me of something I didn't do. He failed at getting rise out of me. I think I even giggled at his lousy attempts in between my coughing and hoarsness. Didn't matter to him. He was just being needy and he needed me to make himself feel better. Why, I'll never know. I even thought about hanging up on him for my own pleasure, but I thought maybe something was wrong with him and I shouldn't be so rude. I continued to talk to him until 6 am my time. I have to let the past go, right, Dr Miller??? He's doing well. Nothing else to report. I'm not going to contact that crazy bastard though. He does this out of the blue shit often. I'm not getting involved with it. With that said, I have the most painful sore throat ever. I can't even imagine what my girl Gigi must be taking on when I can't even deal with strep throat!!! I do think my meds are making me gutsy. I actually told the lady at the dry cleaners that she had dorito breath about 30 mins ago. It was gross. I had no right saying it, but I'm tired of keeping my thoughts to myself. Thats what this is for. It's my meds, I'm growing {theoretical} balls!!! Update more when I feel better.
Thursday, February 16, 2006
Rejected V-Day Cards
10. I admire your strength, I admire your spunkBut the thing I like best, is getting you drunk
9. Our love will never become cold and hollowUnless, one day, you refuse to swallow.
8. I bought this Valentine's card at the storeIn hopes that, later, you'd be my whore.
7. This feels so good, it feels so rightI just wish it wasn't $250 a night.
6. You're a woman of style, you're a woman of classEspecially when I'm spanking, your big-round-fat ass.
5. Before I met you, my heart was so famished But now I'm fulfilled. . . SO MAKE ME A SAMICH!!!
4. Through all the things that came to pass Our love has grown. . . but so's your ass.
3. You're a honey. . . and you're a cutie I just wished you had J-Lo's "booty".
2. I don't wanna be sappy or silly or cornySo, right to the point, let's do it, I'm horny!
1. If you think that hickey looks like a blister You should check out the one that I gave to your sister!
9. Our love will never become cold and hollowUnless, one day, you refuse to swallow.
8. I bought this Valentine's card at the storeIn hopes that, later, you'd be my whore.
7. This feels so good, it feels so rightI just wish it wasn't $250 a night.
6. You're a woman of style, you're a woman of classEspecially when I'm spanking, your big-round-fat ass.
5. Before I met you, my heart was so famished But now I'm fulfilled. . . SO MAKE ME A SAMICH!!!
4. Through all the things that came to pass Our love has grown. . . but so's your ass.
3. You're a honey. . . and you're a cutie I just wished you had J-Lo's "booty".
2. I don't wanna be sappy or silly or cornySo, right to the point, let's do it, I'm horny!
1. If you think that hickey looks like a blister You should check out the one that I gave to your sister!
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
A lesson learned
I shouldn't be pissed but I am. I shouldn't feel so bad, but I do. I shouldn't think such mean thoughts but I cant help myself.
Perhaps it's true. Maybe I am better than most. Maybe I do deserve better than self centered, cowards who hide behind their fears. Who am I to argue with fate?
I demand 100% from everyone. Being afraid is unacceptable.
What happened to the masculinity? Remember how Kevin fought for Winnie? Why does it always have to be difficult? Why can't it be fun and ever lasting? But if I didn't have these experiences I wouldn't be able to differentiate the bad from the horrible.
And yes, it's so hard to take the high road! As a woman of class I'll bite my tongue!
Now. I feel much better!!!
Perhaps it's true. Maybe I am better than most. Maybe I do deserve better than self centered, cowards who hide behind their fears. Who am I to argue with fate?
I demand 100% from everyone. Being afraid is unacceptable.
What happened to the masculinity? Remember how Kevin fought for Winnie? Why does it always have to be difficult? Why can't it be fun and ever lasting? But if I didn't have these experiences I wouldn't be able to differentiate the bad from the horrible.
And yes, it's so hard to take the high road! As a woman of class I'll bite my tongue!
Now. I feel much better!!!
Monday, February 13, 2006
SJP
"Did I dissapoint you or let you down?
Should I be feeling guilty
Because I saw the end
Before it began
Yes I saw you were done
and I knew she had won
It may be over but it wont stop there
I am here for you
if you'll only care
you touched my heart
you touched my soul
you changed my life
and all my goals
love is blind and that I knew
my heart was blinded by you
I've kissed your lips and held your head
shared your dreams and shared your bed
I know you well, I know your smell
I've been addicted to you
I am a dreamer and when I wake
you can't break my spirit
its my dreams you take
As you move on, remember me,
remember us and all we strived to be
I've seen you cry
I've seen you smile
I've watched you sleeping for a while
I'd spend a lifetime with you
I know your fears and you know mine
We've had our doubts and now we're fine
And I love you and I swear thats true
I'm moving on without you!"
Should I be feeling guilty
Because I saw the end
Before it began
Yes I saw you were done
and I knew she had won
It may be over but it wont stop there
I am here for you
if you'll only care
you touched my heart
you touched my soul
you changed my life
and all my goals
love is blind and that I knew
my heart was blinded by you
I've kissed your lips and held your head
shared your dreams and shared your bed
I know you well, I know your smell
I've been addicted to you
I am a dreamer and when I wake
you can't break my spirit
its my dreams you take
As you move on, remember me,
remember us and all we strived to be
I've seen you cry
I've seen you smile
I've watched you sleeping for a while
I'd spend a lifetime with you
I know your fears and you know mine
We've had our doubts and now we're fine
And I love you and I swear thats true
I'm moving on without you!"
Just me...
Who ever said that Clinique's High Impact mascara is waterproof--they're liars, dammit!!!
So supposedly we got our Blizzard of 2006. We got 10 inches the most. Most meterologist are men and we all know how much men exaggerate with size! It wasn't that bad, I just couldn't drive and talk on the phone at the same time. Big deal.
A lot has happend, I've reconciled with a certain someone. We're on good terms again.
You all know that I'm going to be out of town for a while. I'm not even sure when I'll get back. I haven't decided.
I've took some time off of work 3 weeks all for Amaya :)
Enjoy the holiday people while I'm soaking up the sun and having the time of my life with the friends I'll never forget :)
Aunt flow? Where are you? How I miss you....
So supposedly we got our Blizzard of 2006. We got 10 inches the most. Most meterologist are men and we all know how much men exaggerate with size! It wasn't that bad, I just couldn't drive and talk on the phone at the same time. Big deal.
A lot has happend, I've reconciled with a certain someone. We're on good terms again.
You all know that I'm going to be out of town for a while. I'm not even sure when I'll get back. I haven't decided.
I've took some time off of work 3 weeks all for Amaya :)
Enjoy the holiday people while I'm soaking up the sun and having the time of my life with the friends I'll never forget :)
Aunt flow? Where are you? How I miss you....
Thursday, January 26, 2006
My Boys
Peyton Manning died. When he got to heaven, God was showing him around. They came to a modest little house with a faded Colts flag in the window. "This house is yours for eternity, Peyton." said God. "This is very special; not everyone gets a house up here." Peyton felt special and walked up to his house. On his way up the porch, he noticed another house. It was a 3-story mansion with a Black and Gold sidewalk, a 50 foot tall flagpole with an enormous Steeler flag and in every window, a Terrible towel. Peyton looked at God and said "God, I'm not trying to be ungrateful, but, why does Ben Roethlisberger get a better house than me?" God chuckled, and said "Peyton that's not Ben's house, it's mine."
Sunday, January 22, 2006
Dad Update
I have recieved a lot of emails, calls and text messages from people who are concerned about my dad, the news is this...he's home from the hospital is doing relatively well. We're just so lucky.
For those of you who don't know, Dad suffered a heart attack this past week. It has been called 'slight' but nonetheless it was a heart attack and it's still very serious.
He excercises daily, eats right but has a failing heart. He is on 'the list' for a transplant.
My dad is my rock. He's the glue in my family. I'm his sweetie pie and he's my daddy. He's the best of the best.
Thanks for all the prayers. It's what gets us through all of this.
For those of you who don't know, Dad suffered a heart attack this past week. It has been called 'slight' but nonetheless it was a heart attack and it's still very serious.
He excercises daily, eats right but has a failing heart. He is on 'the list' for a transplant.
My dad is my rock. He's the glue in my family. I'm his sweetie pie and he's my daddy. He's the best of the best.
Thanks for all the prayers. It's what gets us through all of this.
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