no-wine wednesday?

yeah. I’m detoxing right now. Last night while we were at Touchdown Sally’s, my friend Wade nearly choked on his beer when he realized I was drinking only water.

“No beer?” he asked. “No beer on purpose?”

And the guys at SO might do the same tonight when I don’t indulge in my weekly love affair with Kim Cattrall Crawford.

It’s back to fitness time. I’ve been slacking for a few months and now I’m getting fluffy again. Soft and marshmallowy. This is NOT good. This is NOT what I worked so hard for last year. Nope. So I started Monday with my fruits/veggies/lean protiens/whole wheat grains regimen. I actually already feel better. I walked 3 days last week–an hour each time. I walked yesterday. If it’s not raining this afternoon, I’ll walk today. BEFORE I go to No-Wine Wednesday. Because if I’ve actually already walked, I am less inclined to want to ruin the accomplishment.

Now, I’m not saying I’m not gonna have a drink every once in a while. BUT I am saying that those empty calories are not good if I wanna continue toward lean and mean. Soft and fluffy is fine, if you’re a towel. I don’t wanna be a towel.

I’ll report back tomorrow if everyone dies of shock tonight when I order water only. I guess if that happens, I won’t have to worry about will power next week, huh?

need a weekend to recover from…

my weekend AND that joke of an interview with Jake and Vienna.

Weekend first:

Drove the kidlets to Oxford. I always go the back way because it ends up being quicker than going through Memphis because 9 out of 10 times, there’s some kind of accident or construction or just stupidity that brings the traffic to a stand still.

Also, I love farmlands and the character of the country. Especially when I see things like this:

This is the most politically and grammatically incorrect street sign I have ever seen. And I ♥ it soooooo much. ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

Then I passed by the Cougar Cafe: Hot Mamas & Cold Drinks

Unfortunately I did not get a picture of that and I haven’t forgiven myself yet. I will tell you, that might end up in a book somewhere…

After a yummy lunch at Proud Larry’s (the service is still a little slow, but they have the best pizza and salads so I deal with it) I dropped the boys off with their friends and headed out to a pool party. It was great seeing my friends again. Afterward, me and Andrea made our way to the square where we had a VERY DELICIOSO pineapple margarita at Prime.

After our pineapple yumminess we headed over to Rooster’s Blues House and sat outside where we enjoyed the company of a lovely couple as well as the company of our beers. I was excited to see Rooster’s carried Diamond Bear Pale Ale which is brewed right here in Little Rock.

Sunday I had planned to drive home, but made a ‘quick’ detour to Water Valley, MS so I could visit my pal Rhonda. Rhonda has a pool. Mel’s quick visit turned into 24 hours. Rhonda’s pool called me like a siren. I was trapped and couldn’t free myself so I just gave in…

It was a great weekend. I miss my Oxford peeps!

JAKE AND VIENNA

Look none of us were surprised Jake and Vienna broke up. (Well, none of us except maybe the host of the show Chris Harrison…) None of us are surprised she’s emotional and slightly unstable. But you know what did surprise me? What a freaking controlling asshole Jake is! And that smirk! Holy smokes! What I took away from the interview was that Jake wanted a girl who was quiet and compliant in real life…maybe he should’ve chosen Tetley Teabag instead of Vienna Sausage then… I do think he’s a big ol’ fame whore like Vienna said. I think he would turn on the charm for the cameras then when they were home, he would turn into what we saw last night. I’m not her biggest fan, but I will say, I believe her side of the story MUCH more than his. Because he is a douchebag.

So how was your weekend? Did you see the interview? What were your thoughts?

it’s wine wednesday!

Oh Kim Cattrall Crawford, how I love thee…

today is gonna be a good day. Any day that ends with a glass of Kim Cattrall Crawford and good friends, is a great day. Plus it’s much cooler today with little humidity so we might end up on the patio….

Oh, 1 more thing…Dear Oxford, see you Saturday!! That’s right, the prodigal Mel will be in town for 1 night only…so get ready… I believe we’re going out Saturday night, so if you’re in town, give us a shout and we’ll let you know where we’re gonna be.

Can’t wait.

it was a hoe down.

Meet Griffy aka Mark Griffin. He and his high school sweetheart had a throwdown-hoe down in BFE Grapevine, AR on Saturday. Griffy is a couple of weeks away from being deployed to Iraq where he gets to shoot a Big Ass Gun .50 Cal and sweat. Alot. He’s going to miss vodka, his friends, his kids and his hot wife. Not in that order. He’ll be back in 300 days and hopefully we’ll have another hoe down so he can throw down.
We love you, Griffy. Be safe and come home ready to partay!

a confession from Wine Wednesday

Okay, this is nothing like Texts from Last night…I mean, I suppose it COULD BE something like that, sometimes. But since this is about me and there is no way to make this anonymous…my confessions from Wine Wednesday will just be funny little innocent stories that happened last night.

The rest of it will stay in the Wine Wednesday vault.

First off, I have discovered I love every Sauvignon Blanc (that I have tried so far) that comes from Marlborough Wineries. Now, I haven’t tried them all yet, but here’s a short list of the yum that I have tried.

Villa Maria
Nautilus
and my current favorite: Kim Cattrall Crawford

These wines just make me wanna yell More Cowbell WINE!

So the last few Wine Wednesdays have been funny because every time we yelled More Cowbell WINE! our glass was magically filled! It had nothing to do with our awesome server, Trey. I’m sure of it. It was just MAGIC!
Actually, I think it was leprechaun magic because for some reason, we were suddenly inspired to write limericks and haikus (hey, our magical leprechauns could LOVE haikus. So shut it.) On cocktail napkins.

Naturally, the more we yelled More Cowbell! Wine! the naughtier the limericks got. We will NOT be showing you any of those. And just in case you get the wrong idea about me, I did NOT write any of the naughty limericks. Nope. Not one. I promise. (No my fingers aren’t crossed?! I’m was just trying to snap them behind my back and they got tangled up!)

My FAVORITE non-naughty limerick that I wrote was simply a masterpiece…because I managed to rhyme my favorite red-headed waiter named Thomas with the llamas.

Oh yeah. That’s awesome right there.

And I swear, it wasn’t dirty. It’s more like Dr. Seuss.

There once was a boy named Thomas
Who always kept his promise
So when his car broke down
On the way out of town
He had to hitch a ride on some llamas!

Now, I will admit that maybe, just maybe there is another version where I might’ve actually rhymed Thomas with Lorenzo Lamas. And it possibly is naughty. But there’s nothing out there to prove that…

the rowdy beaver

The Rowdy Beaver is a bar in Eureka Springs and I’ll be there one day this weekend. When I’m not hanging at the Rowdy Beaver, I’ll be hanging on Beaver Lake with my friends. Don’t worry, I’m gonna hold on to my glasses this time.

Y’all have a good weekend!

blinded by the lake…

First off, I’d like to thank everyone for the kind text messages and emails checking to make sure that we were not where the flash flooding occured. We were about an hour away, and we were in a house on a hill. There was no flooding whatsoever in our area. What happened at the Albert Pike Campground was a terrible tragedy. A flash flood at 5:30 A.M. in a remote area is just not something anyone can prepare for. I’m so thankful we are all safe and alive. My heartfelt prayers go to the families and friends who lost someone in the flood.
Now onto today’s blog…
The weekend was fabulous except for 1 tiny little glitch… My beautiful red glasses are now being worn by some stylish fish in Lake Ouachita.
Yeah. You know something like that had to happen. Of course, I didn’t have any contacts with me (had an eye infection a few weeks ago, remember? I’m not wearing those contacts again until I get new ones…) And of course, I didn’t bring an extra pair of glasses, cuz why would I? I’ve been wearing my glasses on the lake for 30+ years…I’ve never lost them before! Why would I lose them now?
Well, because sometimes Karma likes to have a little fun with a girl, that’s why. But it’s all good. It all worked out. And in the grand scheme of things, this was small potatoes compared to what could have happened. So, I just laughed and cried a little…drank a little, borrowed my friend’s extra pair of glasses (which were surprisingly close to my prescription) and moved on.
Here is the last picture ever taken of me and my awesome glasses. May they swim in peace…

I drove and parked the party barge like a champ. Got a little sun. Had some yummy food. Enjoyed several flavors of Ring Pops. And had a fantastic time with 6 7 (Allana left a little early so she isn’t pictured here) women who I’m lucky to call my friends. Life is good.

week be gone!

Me and the girls will be at the lake. There will be very few pictures, because we don’t want to incriminate ourselves.

No evidence is really the only way to go.

If you’re out on Ouachita this weekend, look for a party barge full of hot babes. Bunko Babes, that is.

dude! where’s my limo??

Meet the back of Pauly’s head. Okay, his name is Paul but by the end of the night he was Pauly. He was pretty awesome. And hot. And funny. And a really good sport because let me tell ya, we did NOT have our filters with us yesterday. All in all we were very happy to have Pauly carting us around!


Meet the bar. ‘Nuff said. (isn’t this a pretty bad ass picture?)

Me and Dee. This was our “Pretty Woman” moment. Except we’re not Richard Gere.


Here’s half of the group that went yesterday. I didn’t get a pic on my phone of the whole group but a couple of the other girls did. When they send me a copy, I’ll post it.
Sex and the City 2 was fun. It was exactly what it was supposed to be: a Sex and the City movie. If you expect greatness, you’ll be disappointed. If you go expecting to laugh a little and enjoy a really long episode of SATC…then you’ll be thrilled.
We had a blast last night. Thanks again to Big Poppa aka The Sheriff for making it happen. And thanks to Dee for letting me crash with her last night. She’s the best snuggler ever. And thanks again to Pauly for being awesome.
Oh, and someone lost $10 last night and it wound up in my purse. Not sure how…but hey, if you’re short a 10-spot, I have it. If you don’t claim it by 5 today, I’m going to use it to buy my margaritas tonight for Thursday night out….so thanks in advance!

it’s a girl’s day out!

Today is the day that me and my Thurz Girls go out and play! Limo, cocktails, lunch, cocktails, limo, Sex and the City 2, cocktails… Well, you get the picture.

The Sheriff (my nickname for my friend’s hubby) has reserved us a car and driver. Not sure if it’s an actual Limo or a Navigator–I think it depends on how many of the Thurz Girls rsvp’d for the event. It doesn’t matter…all that matters is we’re going to spend the day in STYLE.

I wore my kitty dress today, but no high heels. I just didn’t have it in me. Gold sandals is the only way to go for me today.
I’ll try to take lots of pics with my iPhone (forgot my other camera) and post them here and on Facebook!
Oh, and team BITE ME! took 3rd place last night at trivia. Damn Wager of Death got us again!!!