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I AM NOT MELFA STEWART

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We celebrated El Jefe’s birthday in style in a house with a tower on a lake.

Rapunzel, Rapunzel! Let down your hair!

We did. It was fun. Though it’s really not easy scaling a tower with just a rope of hair, FYI.

So for his bday, everyone got a beautifully, well-made, high-dollar T-shirt:

Okay, so maybe we lost a few EEEEE’s along the way…whatever. Jeff’s shirt actually says I AM EL JEFE which would have been fabulous in the group picture if, you know, all the letters had stayed on. Whatever. Melfa Stewart I am not. AND ALSO, IT’S THE THOUGHT THAT COUNTS, SO THERE.

His cake was a work of art:

Obviously, I didn’t make it as all the letters are still in tact.

And we had the youngest partier with us, Ralphasaurus, who had a rough night Friday night, but found his groove Saturday, only to pass out too early for the group picture. Yes, he got a shirt too:

It was a great reunion with old friends meeting new, and I hope the first of many good times ahead.

T-minus 10 days

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In just 10 days, this group of rapscallions will be reunited (minus James BOO + Outside-the-Womb Ralphasaurus YAY) for a weekend of frivolity and shenanigans. It will be a good time.

We are staying in an awesome house on the lake that has its own tower. What’s not to love about a house with a tower?

Check out the property info here if you’re interested. It looks like a great place and the property owners have been very easy to work with.

What’s the reason for this gathering? Well it’s El Jefe’s birthday next week. And you know I’m a big believer in birthday celebrations. I’d love to celebrate El Jefevember, but he doesn’t like to make a fuss. I, on the other hand, am a big fan of fuss.

We’re having a birthday dinner Saturday night where I will cook up something delicious. We will possibly do a Spa day in the Spa City and we’ll eat cake. Because it’s just not a birthday without cake.

I wonder if I can get him to wear a tiara? If not, I will… you know how I love my sparkle.

Can’t wait to see the peeps next week. It’s gonna be a great time!

Oxford Recovery

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If you haven’t seen my FB pics of the trip, click here.

 The weekend was AMAZING. I don’t think anything could have made it better. Well, maybe winning the lottery, but even that would have just been extra whipped cream.

Jefe and I have great friends.

The first half of the game was slightly painful. I was sitting with the enemy–my people were just a section away, so it could have been worse. And my enemies were quite nice to me over all. Even when we were down 17-0.

The person who picked on me the most was my own sweet boyfriend. I believe the text message BOOM! Headshot! just as the announcer said OLE MISS 17; ARKANSAS: NOTHING.

But his tune changed by the time we made it back to the grove. Yes, I was all smiles.

It was a perfect weekend for football and friends.

ION, Rader P F will be shadowing my bestie Jenn Christman on Thursday. He’ll be on B98.5 from 7-8 a.m. then heading over to the Arkansas Democrat Gazette to do some Newsie work. I think they’ll be doing a food review that day too, so he’s all smiles about that. If you’re around, listen for my boy on the radio that morning!

My favorite things

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Okay, so I haven’t done a fun “MY” list in a while. And since I feel like a million bucks and am very excited about going to Oxford with El Jefe this weekend, I thought I’d make today all about me.

Because, you know, it’s my blog. And it should be all about me.

Some of my favorite things:

1.  My tattoo: I waited til I was 40 to get my tattoo and I decided to go big or go home. I also wanted to make sure my tattoo meant something to me. If I’d gotten one when I was younger, it would have been something cheesy. I never wanted to regret my permanent ink. So I went with Gerber Daisies which are my favorite (especially the hot pink ones) and a honeybee (which is what Melissa means in Greek) and a dragonfly, which I think of as my totem.


 2.  Flamingos: partly because they are fabulously pink (Yes. I love pink. Sorry I’m such a cliche) and partly because I’m just enamored with them. Today I’m wearing my Swarkovski Flamingo pen that my kids got me for Mother’s Day several years ago.

3.  The smell of brand new, crisp, hot off the press, straight from the bank, money. No I do not print my own. But if I could, I’d roll around nekkid in it because that’s how I roll. hahahaha.

4.  Bath and Body Works fragrances Sensual Amber and Into the Wild.

5.  The 4-legged Family Members:

6.  Hammock time:

7. Girls night out with my good friends. I’m lucky and might even venture to say blessed with wonderful women in my life.

8.  El Jefe.

9.  Sock Monkeys. Nothing says happy like a sock monkey.

10.  Last but not least: My rotten boys. They crack me up every single day.

Fair fare…

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This seemed to be a very popular prize this year. I can’t for the life
of me figure out who would want this. 
The boys and I ventured out to the Arkansas State Fair on Sunday. We sampled copious amounts of fried food, drank overpriced beverages, the boys rode some crickety rides, and we had and all around grand ol’ time.
Ian eats a fried Snickers.

Fried Twinkies are da bomb
This is an 18 in corndog. It’s the mecca of processed meat.
top right is Rader.

Rader managed to score 83 points…

hurry up happy hour

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I’ve been fighting a cold. Or something. Actually I have no idea what it is. My chest and throat hurt–but they are DRY, not congested. And I still can’t talk (really? you can stop with the cheering already.) I’ve been doing the hot toddy thing at night which means I’m sleeping really well (who needs nyquil when you have hot tea, honey and scotch?) but I’m still not healed.

So tonight, I’m trying another solution: Antonio Banderas La Bandera

This margarita always cures what ails me. And if I still can’t talk after happy hour, I’m quite certain I won’t give a crap. BECAUSE HONEY BADGER DON’T CARE.

Speaking of booze, this made me LOL. Like for real out loud.

as did this: (which isn’t booze related but whatever)

I’m hungry. I have lunch plans with Laura. It should hurry up and get here before I start looking for condiment packages and crackers. What? Surely I’m not the only one who’s eaten mustard and saltines in a fit of desperation?

what a weekend

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We didn’t do a ton, but we had a ton of fun. My weekend in pictures:

El Jefe and I took a little drive to the Hot Air Balloon Festival where we got a giant helping of redneck and a tiny taste of hot air balloons. We ended the evening at my favorite local German Restaurant.

 Notice the butt-to-butt placement of Black Dog/White cat Dog. These two adore each other in reality, but when they have an audience, they totally ignore each other.

 El Jefe and I took turns dating John Deere….

 
We had a very disappointing College Game Day. Ruby couldn’t even be bothered to wake up and cheer. El Jefe and I tried to root our teams to victory, when that didn’t happen, we took comfort in cheese dip and Dude.

Dude Vodka. It’s Mountain Dew inspired. And when you mix it with Diet Mountain Dew, you are in for a treat. And possibly a hangover.

Hope your weekend was as awesome as mine.

melfellaneous

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I love this couple. I especially love it when grandpa gets really fresh with grandma!

Hope y’all are having a good week. I’m trying to 🙂 I am meeting some friends for Happy Hour after work tonight. I’ve been told to expect lots of laughter. Good. I need it. Now for your gratuitous pet pic. Here’s a new pic of Trinity and Clementine. Or as we like to call them, Black Dog and White Dog.

Also, I’m guest blogging at Magical Musings today. Go read about me getting my groove back. (now taking applications for the position of cabana boy)

it’s a shame how easily Monday can ruin a great weekend.

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 object in picture is larger than it appears…

El Jefe and I had an absolutely fantastic weekend. There was a full moon, football, friends, hammocking, a covered bridge, lots of giggles, a little hysteria and a BADGER!

I’d never seen a BADGER! up close before. I’m pretty sure she’s a momma BADGER! and that hole is her den full of babies. Or possibly it’s a den of iniquity. Either way, she was hissing and being very protective. I didn’t leave the truck. haha I don’t need to add death by BADGER! to my resume.

We had a great day walking the dogs in Burns Park by the covered bridge. We almost got run over by some cyclists a couple of times. I swear, they just appear out of thin air and then they’re all BEHIND YOU! and you’re all WTF! is there a portal in that pine tree? Trin and Ruby had a great time and they were both worn plumb diggity out by the time we were done. Especially Ruby.

Bobcat Greyskull went from in a coma to full on attack mode. He keeps knocking my vase of roses over. I think he hates flowers. We also can’t leave the bag of dog treats on the counter because he will knock them to the floor and do everything in his power to get a treat. He actually will come to the kitchen and SIT for a treat like Ruby and Trin Trin. It’s the funniest thing. He doesn’t know he’s a cat.

Hope you guys had a lovely weekend. Can you please make Monday speed up? Thanks.