Cheers! I love you amiga! Also, thanks for walking with me last night…and then sharing a birthday eve glass of wine afterward!
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY FRIEND!
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weekend roundup
Friday was a laid back evening. Rader P and I watched The 5-Year Engagement which was quite funny. El Jefe read his book because “it is a movie with a wedding in it, therefore it is a chick flick.” I think there is a flaw in his thought process…last time I checked, The Hangover was a movie with a wedding in it and I don’t really think it qualifies as a chick flick. Oh well. Rader and I enjoyed it.
Saturday was very busy. I made Cheeseburger soup, salad, and garlic bread for my friends who’s little girl is going through her 6th(?) round of chemo. Maybe 7th. Either way, too much chemo for one sweet little body to go through. There is a Facebook page dedicated to her progress and they post tons of pics and updates if you’re interested in checking out the prettiest little princess on earth.
I also made some yummy crockpot chicken.
I got my new kicks in and planned to go walking DOWN BY THE RIVER, but the rain stopped me, so I had wine with Robyn instead.
Oh and my sweet little piggies were devastated, humiliated, and shat upon this weekend by Alabama. Dammit Bobby! Why’d you have to hire your little bimbo?!?!?! That’s okay, my spirit is broken, but not gone.
Sunday was a day of shopping for great deals at JcPenney. Ian and I rocked out some bargains and had a good time, to boot. Then I forced myself to go to the gym because it was raining again. And I have bootcamp tonight so I needed to make sure I got in a little exercise this weekend.
Boardwalk Empire is back! So crack tv night is almost restored.
Happy Monday, y’all.
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burn baby burn and other stuff
It’s Tuesday. It feels like Monday. Probably because I spent the entire weekend working my ass off. Or at least Sunday & Monday I did…
We’ve been under a burn ban since May, so when Isaac rolled through last week, the ban was officially lifted and I officially got busy.
Sunday afternoon, I stopped by my friend Lori’s house for some lasagna and Bellinis. Yum. And for a little reminiscing… She apparently just put together some old photo albums from our college years and thereafter…. Check out this beauty.
I believe this was the luau we had at our friend Dave’s house. This was actually between babies…I’m pretty sure summer of 96 or 97. Beautiful, huh? hahahaha
Little-Itty-Bitty is doing well. She’s eating like nobody’s business and starting to do some exploring and playing. She seems to be getting some energy now that she’s fattening up. She is definitely a snuggly Kitty and she adores Jefe.
Hope y’all had a great holiday weekend. I’m exhausted still from all the burnin’ and cooking I did. (I made potato cakes and bacon for breakfast yesterday. Quiche for dinner. (I also did a Quiche on Sunday for some friends and on Saturday, made chili-cheese dip, bacon-ranch crazy bread for the Razorback watch party!) Woo Pig Sooie! It’s time for some football again!
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friday fun day
This video is one of the funniest things I’ve ever seen.
In other fun news, my favorite headline news statement this morning: “Honey Boo Boo beats the RNC.” HAH! *love*
And finally, our little itty bitty kitty has a name.
Introducing Little-Itty-Bitty also known as Libby. And boy is Ruby in love.
I’m off to see my BFF from high school. Sushi, shopping and shenanigans!
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Maria Geraci: A GIRL LIKE YOU
Today is release day for my BFF writer friend in Florida…This is her 4th book. You better get your happy-ass out there and buy it. Especially if you enjoy reading, fun, love, more fun, and good writing.
This woman knows how to tell a story. Period.
Every ugly duckling is a swan in waiting…
Emma Frazier is smart, hardworking, and loves her job as a journalist for a Florida lifestyle magazine. Emma knows she’s no great beauty, but she’s pretty certain she has a shot with her handsome new boss, Ben Gallagher—until Emma overhears a mutual acquaintance refer to her as the “ugly friend.” In an effort to reclaim her battered self-esteem, Emma decides to impress Ben at work by promising an exclusive interview with NASCAR legend, Trip Monroe.
Emma and Trip went to high school together and although it’s been fourteen years since they’ve spoken, Emma is certain she can score an interview with the elusive super star. But connecting with Trip turns out to be harder than Emma imagined. Her quest for the interview leads her back to her tiny hometown of Catfish Cove, where old secrets and a new romantic interest shake up Emma’s views on life and teach her that maybe the key to finding true love is as simple as accepting yourself for the person you were always meant to be.
I love you, my friend.
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have you seen my brain lately?
Oh yeah, I probably lost it yesterday somewhere between my car breaking down 3 times and day dreaming about the lake.
Ahh, the lake. Tomorrow, tomorrow, I love ya, tomorrow…
That’s about all I got today, gang. Everyone sing El Jefe’s praises for jumping my car and driving to hell and back for me 3 TIMES yesterday. And today? He’s buying a new alternator and installing it for me. Because he is awesome.
I think he’s a keeper.
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to the water!
It’s only Wednesday and all I can think about is Friday, noonish…because I’ll be lake bound with Jefe, the boys, and Robyn and her kids! And we’ve got a couple of other friends joining us Saturday for fun in the sun on a party barge.
I’ve missed going to our lakehouse this year. Our party barge is out of commission, so we haven’t had as much time up there as we’d like. However, this weekend will change all of that.
I predict some or all of these things will occur:
I absolutely can.not.wait.
The below message is intended for one person and one person only. If your name isn’t “Anonymous” you can just skip this…
Dear Anonymous Troll,
I’m sorry you’re so sad and pathetic that you have to keep popping up with little notes to me every few months. I know I’m awesome. I know you aren’t. I don’t fucking care anymore. Get yourself medicated or go to hell. Or both. And please, if you’re gonna email me or troll my blog…PLEASE learn to spell. You just look like a fucking moron otherwise. Also, it’s been damn near two years…find yourself a life.
Love,
Melf
ETA:
ps: No. I’m not going to ask about anything you tell me to ask about. This is just a desperate ploy for attention and an attempt to play at insecurities that just aren’t there. YOU are not relevant and you need to understand that. I don’t care about the past. I care about the present.. I hope you do find peace someday. Truly. Good luck.
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weekend recap
This sums up Saturday:
This sums up Sunday:
And last night I watched the Bachelorette Finale with Robyn and managed to stay awake long enough to write a recap.
Happy Monday y’all. Only 4 more days til I’m at the lake with my friends and the boys having a damn dandy time!
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sassy bitch.
Sometimes a girl just feels sassy. Today is one of those days. And I’m that girl.
Yeah. I know. You wanna be me, too.
I can’t wait til this afternoon when I am meeting my sister and friends for a beverage on the patio at US Pizza. Cold beer, yummy food, good company.
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Hidy Ho!
Boy I’m glad it’s Wednesday! I have a dinner date tonight with two very dear friends and I think it will be a dandy time.
Especially since I’m not the one cooking. 🙂
Speaking of cooking…I grilled some mean chicken last night. Mmmmm. I love grilling on Big Bertha. Charcoal is the only way to go…unfortunately, (or maybe fortunately) when I’m finished grilling, I smell like campfire. I guess the level of goodness depends on how outdoorsy you are. If you like camping, then I was your girl last night. Hah.
Rader is headed out to North Carolina for a soccer tournament. I’m sad I can’t be there, but I know he’s gonna kick some major butt.
Happy Humpday, or Wine Wednesday, or however you choose to celebrate the middle of the week!
Bitchin' Fiction: Musings by author Melissa McKenzie / Melissa Francis 