Last night...Very warm garlicky edamame
Today...Photo shoot for client
Today...garlic farts...It was totally worth it. Those edamame were so good.
Today I had a shoot for a regular client. I was wearing my new cute dress and even newer cuter shoes. Traffic was crap and I rolled up to the house about two minutes late. Not late enough to worry about, but of course no time to stop and use a restroom. Cause I had to tinkle! I have a strict no using client bathrooms. I knew the shoot would only take an hour to hour and a half tops. I could ride it.
The house was beautiful. The backyard wonderful with it's hidden little seating areas and herb gardens. It really was a lovely house. I was about half way through with the interiors when it hit. Apparently those yummy garlicky little edamames had worked their way through my system and were now wreaking havoc. Wreaking likely being the operative word. Luckily I have amazing control. I was able to finish my shoot without offending anyone or getting fired.
I'm glad I have such self control though, the gas you get from garlic edamame could peel paint off of walls!
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Heard in a Dressing Room
Mom - I'm going to trying on clothes and you help me decide which I should keep
Daughter (4 years old tops) - Ok mom...ok...I love that one!
Mom - Well, wait for me to try the clothes on first
Daughter - Ok mom...I love that one
Mom - Let me try something on first
Daughter - Oh Mama that one is priceless!
Mom - silence
Daughter - Yes that one is priceless...you should get it
Mom - Did you just say priceless?
Daughter - I love it, you have to get it mama
Mom - Where did you hear the word priceless?
Daughter - still chattering away
Mom - laughing
Me...giggling next door
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
A.D.D. Blogging
My life is incredibly boring right now. I've been working on photos and the restaurant...and that's it. Or so it seems. Our most exciting event this weekend was getting our new used air conditioner and a sponge bob ukulele. Both awesome. Air conditioner is quiet, cold, and moves that air through the house. It is everything that the old air conditioner wasn't. The Ukulele is sponge bob yellow with the whole Bikini Bottom crew on it. It is also cool. However, it is louder than the air conditioner, but it's fun so it's ok.
Today I went and got sushi without my sushi buddy...to our usual place. Felt a little guilty. Not enough to call and extend an invitation...it was pretty late after all. I did feel a little guilty about ordering the dreamy butter and garlic edamame and a new super yummy roll we have been thinking of getting. Guilty enough not to send the taunting text message " haha I'm getting sushi and you're not" or "mmmmm sushi" that I usually send. I'm not above rubbing it in friend's faces. However, she'll tell you that I must have really felt fairly guilty not to have sent that text message.
Few nights ago, I was getting ready for bed. I went into the bathroom, stripped down, got out my tooth brush and started brushing my toofs...when I noticed an abnormality on one of my breasts. I froze. Then I choked on my toof brush when I started laughing. I had three cheerios stuck to my boobs. Of course it was a hot day. So a little sweatiness mixed with the cheerio's crunch enhancer, meant those bitches were glued on.
My excitement for tomorrow...BINGO! I would have never thought that at age 34 I'd be running Tuesday night bingo. It's actually fairly ok. I talked Tadao into being the MC for the bingo tuesdays. He loves the attention. The little old ladies love him. It works out perfectly, plus he gets free super. It does get exciting when the hardcore players come out. I love it. There's some heckling, some yelling, some jumping in seats. It's actually pretty cute to see how excited and competitive people get. Exciting right? Who am I kidding, I love that shit. I would however, like to see a little shit talking in the game. That my friends, would be awesome!
Today I went and got sushi without my sushi buddy...to our usual place. Felt a little guilty. Not enough to call and extend an invitation...it was pretty late after all. I did feel a little guilty about ordering the dreamy butter and garlic edamame and a new super yummy roll we have been thinking of getting. Guilty enough not to send the taunting text message " haha I'm getting sushi and you're not" or "mmmmm sushi" that I usually send. I'm not above rubbing it in friend's faces. However, she'll tell you that I must have really felt fairly guilty not to have sent that text message.
Few nights ago, I was getting ready for bed. I went into the bathroom, stripped down, got out my tooth brush and started brushing my toofs...when I noticed an abnormality on one of my breasts. I froze. Then I choked on my toof brush when I started laughing. I had three cheerios stuck to my boobs. Of course it was a hot day. So a little sweatiness mixed with the cheerio's crunch enhancer, meant those bitches were glued on.
My excitement for tomorrow...BINGO! I would have never thought that at age 34 I'd be running Tuesday night bingo. It's actually fairly ok. I talked Tadao into being the MC for the bingo tuesdays. He loves the attention. The little old ladies love him. It works out perfectly, plus he gets free super. It does get exciting when the hardcore players come out. I love it. There's some heckling, some yelling, some jumping in seats. It's actually pretty cute to see how excited and competitive people get. Exciting right? Who am I kidding, I love that shit. I would however, like to see a little shit talking in the game. That my friends, would be awesome!
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Half of my car got washed twice
I only really had a few things on my to-do list Friday. I absolutely wanted to have my glasses repaired and I absolutely wanted to have my car washed. After those two things were finished, I figured I'd run some errands or go do some work at Theresa's. As long as I got those two things finished, I'd call it a successful Friday.
Stop #1, Optometrist. I should have known then that the ole brain had checked out for the day, because I passed the office twice. Once, because it came up faster than I had anticipated...even though it was way farther down the road than I remembered. The second time I missed the driveway. Luckily I found a parking spot right out front. However, instead of properly backing in, I went in nose first and had to do the back, forth, back, forth a million times until I got in the spot.
Once I got inside, all was good. I handed over my glasses. They repaired, straightened, cleaned, and shined until my glasses looked new. Pretty exciting really.
With goal #1 finished. I immediately headed out to get #2 done...car wash time. The thing about Burbank is that it has a million car washes. I could have gone to any one of them and would have been finished in no time at all. However, I had camera equipment and camping gear in the back of the truck, so I didn't want to go to a car wash where they drive it though. I figured I'd just go to one of the little quickie drive thru car washes at the gas station.
Here's where my problem started. I am not a Shell gasoline girl. I know that the Shell station down the street has a car wash, but I don't want to hand my money over to them. Luckily, I remember seeing another station recently that has a car wash in it, so I start driving towards that one. Of course, I can't remember what street it was on.
I already know I'm wasting time and gas by randomly driving around looking for this mystery gas station with the car wash, but I still decide to pass the Shell station. I absolutely know that the other station is a few blocks down. So I drive on....and on...and on...and came to another gas Shell station with a car wash. Really? It can't be another Shell. I don't remember it being Shell. I could swear it was another company. So I drove around some more. I drove all over the damn place! Knowing that I did want to actually want to finish other things that day, I decided to just give in and use the Shell drive thru.
So I pulled in to get gas. I notice there was a little chaos going on in the car wash. The attendant was signalling for the car to leave the car wash, there were a million cars lining up and a lady drives out with soap on half her car. First I laugh a little...because bonehead lady..and then I think, shit, I'll be here forever if I have to wait in that line. So I decide to drive all the way back up to that other Shell station.
I pull into the station, fill up the tank, get my car wash code and pull into the car wash line. There was just one truck in front of me and he's heading into the washer. I enter my code into the machine, it's excepted, and then I wait for him to finish up. As he pulls out, I drive in. I inch forward waiting for the little red light to tell me to stop. I inch forward and forward and hit that little bump and still no red light. So I pull forward some more. I go over the bump and pull forward a little more and finally the red light comes on. The wash starts and sit back and relax for a bit...until I notice that the wash is starting way far back on my car. Shit. I had totally overshot the stopping point. So, I pop my car into reverse and roll back a bit but, I can't get back over the bump. Wet cement, spinning tires. Then an alarm starts going off. So I quick pull forward again to where I was. All is quiet again and the washing continues...on the back of my car. I am totally that boneheaded woman from the other car wash jacking things up! Now I know what she did! Here's the problem, because I am so far forward, the whole system is off. It soaps up the car and then the scrubber spinner thing is supposed to start from the back and move forward. However, it can't tell where the car is, so it just spins in place. I am hoping the three cars behind me are not noticing...right. I knew I had to do something. I had already decided there was no way in hell I was going to the attendant and tell him what an idiot I am...way too embarrassed! With the car still soapy and the spinners at a stand still, I decide I need to just get out of there! I'll just leave and say I washed my car. So, I decide to leave mid wash and shoot out of the car wash!
Only, I still can't see though any of my front windows. I have to finish getting my car washed, so I head back to the other Shell station again. I really don't want to pay for two car washes. I hate to spend that money, but I need this car washed. Then I realize I have cash. I'll just roll into the other car wash, pay cash, finish this car wash ordeal up, and hopefully Mario won't notice that I am such a dork ( I know he already knows, but I like to think he still thinks I'm a little cool) .
I pull into line at the other car wash. There is only one car in front of me in the wash. I pull up to the code machine and read the sign that says "wait for the car in front to finish washing before entering code". This was probably where I went wrong at the last car wash. Now I know. I wait patiently for the other car to pull out. I reach over to feed my $10 bill into the money machine, and only notice then that it only accepts $1 and $5. NOOOOOO!! I push the attendant call button a million times! There was no answering. Had I just looked closer at the machine while the previous car was washing, I would have had time to leave the car and run in and pay for a wash. Now, I have four cars behind me and I cannot just get out and run up to pay the attendant. I would be pissing a lot of people off. So, I decide to be nice and just drive through the car wash. This is twice today that I have driven through a car wash without getting my car cleaned!
Only this time, I park my car and run in to pay for a car wash. I get back in the car, pull around, and get back in line for the third time. I wait for the car in front to exit. I enter the code. I pull in slowly...not pulling over the bump. I finally sit back and wait for my car to get a nice full wash.
I'll be honest, that wash was over entirely too fast for all the time I spent, diving, waiting, stressing, driving, waiting, and driving more. I totally deserve it all but, at least my car is finally FINALLY clean!
Stop #1, Optometrist. I should have known then that the ole brain had checked out for the day, because I passed the office twice. Once, because it came up faster than I had anticipated...even though it was way farther down the road than I remembered. The second time I missed the driveway. Luckily I found a parking spot right out front. However, instead of properly backing in, I went in nose first and had to do the back, forth, back, forth a million times until I got in the spot.
Once I got inside, all was good. I handed over my glasses. They repaired, straightened, cleaned, and shined until my glasses looked new. Pretty exciting really.
With goal #1 finished. I immediately headed out to get #2 done...car wash time. The thing about Burbank is that it has a million car washes. I could have gone to any one of them and would have been finished in no time at all. However, I had camera equipment and camping gear in the back of the truck, so I didn't want to go to a car wash where they drive it though. I figured I'd just go to one of the little quickie drive thru car washes at the gas station.
Here's where my problem started. I am not a Shell gasoline girl. I know that the Shell station down the street has a car wash, but I don't want to hand my money over to them. Luckily, I remember seeing another station recently that has a car wash in it, so I start driving towards that one. Of course, I can't remember what street it was on.
I already know I'm wasting time and gas by randomly driving around looking for this mystery gas station with the car wash, but I still decide to pass the Shell station. I absolutely know that the other station is a few blocks down. So I drive on....and on...and on...and came to another gas Shell station with a car wash. Really? It can't be another Shell. I don't remember it being Shell. I could swear it was another company. So I drove around some more. I drove all over the damn place! Knowing that I did want to actually want to finish other things that day, I decided to just give in and use the Shell drive thru.
So I pulled in to get gas. I notice there was a little chaos going on in the car wash. The attendant was signalling for the car to leave the car wash, there were a million cars lining up and a lady drives out with soap on half her car. First I laugh a little...because bonehead lady..and then I think, shit, I'll be here forever if I have to wait in that line. So I decide to drive all the way back up to that other Shell station.
I pull into the station, fill up the tank, get my car wash code and pull into the car wash line. There was just one truck in front of me and he's heading into the washer. I enter my code into the machine, it's excepted, and then I wait for him to finish up. As he pulls out, I drive in. I inch forward waiting for the little red light to tell me to stop. I inch forward and forward and hit that little bump and still no red light. So I pull forward some more. I go over the bump and pull forward a little more and finally the red light comes on. The wash starts and sit back and relax for a bit...until I notice that the wash is starting way far back on my car. Shit. I had totally overshot the stopping point. So, I pop my car into reverse and roll back a bit but, I can't get back over the bump. Wet cement, spinning tires. Then an alarm starts going off. So I quick pull forward again to where I was. All is quiet again and the washing continues...on the back of my car. I am totally that boneheaded woman from the other car wash jacking things up! Now I know what she did! Here's the problem, because I am so far forward, the whole system is off. It soaps up the car and then the scrubber spinner thing is supposed to start from the back and move forward. However, it can't tell where the car is, so it just spins in place. I am hoping the three cars behind me are not noticing...right. I knew I had to do something. I had already decided there was no way in hell I was going to the attendant and tell him what an idiot I am...way too embarrassed! With the car still soapy and the spinners at a stand still, I decide I need to just get out of there! I'll just leave and say I washed my car. So, I decide to leave mid wash and shoot out of the car wash!
Only, I still can't see though any of my front windows. I have to finish getting my car washed, so I head back to the other Shell station again. I really don't want to pay for two car washes. I hate to spend that money, but I need this car washed. Then I realize I have cash. I'll just roll into the other car wash, pay cash, finish this car wash ordeal up, and hopefully Mario won't notice that I am such a dork ( I know he already knows, but I like to think he still thinks I'm a little cool) .
I pull into line at the other car wash. There is only one car in front of me in the wash. I pull up to the code machine and read the sign that says "wait for the car in front to finish washing before entering code". This was probably where I went wrong at the last car wash. Now I know. I wait patiently for the other car to pull out. I reach over to feed my $10 bill into the money machine, and only notice then that it only accepts $1 and $5. NOOOOOO!! I push the attendant call button a million times! There was no answering. Had I just looked closer at the machine while the previous car was washing, I would have had time to leave the car and run in and pay for a wash. Now, I have four cars behind me and I cannot just get out and run up to pay the attendant. I would be pissing a lot of people off. So, I decide to be nice and just drive through the car wash. This is twice today that I have driven through a car wash without getting my car cleaned!
Only this time, I park my car and run in to pay for a car wash. I get back in the car, pull around, and get back in line for the third time. I wait for the car in front to exit. I enter the code. I pull in slowly...not pulling over the bump. I finally sit back and wait for my car to get a nice full wash.
I'll be honest, that wash was over entirely too fast for all the time I spent, diving, waiting, stressing, driving, waiting, and driving more. I totally deserve it all but, at least my car is finally FINALLY clean!
Wednesday, July 07, 2010
Shitty
Not only do I have writers block, but I finally pulled myself together and wrote a blog post...only to have it disappear! Not thrilled about this.
The bad news for you is that I will not be retyping all that shit! Here's a summary...
Almost finished with Theresa's new website
Then will make myself a new site
Embarrassed with the state of current site
But have been putting making a new site off
Can't believe I'm 34 and running bingo
This Bingo shit is getting people in
What ever tickles their pickles
Finally meeting daily sales goals
Got called a pervert...by a pervert
Time for lunch
So long suckers!
Oh and here's a video of my friend Chris's new video. I love the song! I'm very proud of him!
The bad news for you is that I will not be retyping all that shit! Here's a summary...
Almost finished with Theresa's new website
Then will make myself a new site
Embarrassed with the state of current site
But have been putting making a new site off
Can't believe I'm 34 and running bingo
This Bingo shit is getting people in
What ever tickles their pickles
Finally meeting daily sales goals
Got called a pervert...by a pervert
Time for lunch
So long suckers!
Oh and here's a video of my friend Chris's new video. I love the song! I'm very proud of him!
Monday, June 28, 2010
I have to confess something to you, my bloggy friends
Let me explain that I'm not one of those people who needs gifts, or lots of acknowledgement in general. My family doesn't generally buy Christmas or birthday gifts for each other. We're those gushy people who actually just like hanging out with each other. Thats enough for us.
I get excited for my burfday and I have to admit, I was a little excited about getting my happy birthdays from my friends on facebook this year. I actually looked at facebook not long after midnight, checking to see if anyone had noticed it was my birthday and had maybe said happy birthday...but no. I know I was getting a little ahead of myself. I knew it was late and people would probably notice later that morning at a more reasonable hour.
However, come my birthday morning, there wasn't a happy birthday to be seen or heard. I was a little bummed out.
Around noon, I decided I needed to know why no one had said happy birthday. I mean a million people had left me little birthday notes last year, why not this year? I was puzzled and becoming more and more worried...1) that no one had noticed my burfday and 2) I was worried I was a little crazy, because why was this so important!
I decided to sign in on my mother's facebook to see if my birthday reminder was posted. I didn't see my birthday any where. This means it wasn't on anyone's page. No one would know to say happy birthday to me! Don't worry, I didn't go so far as to post a happy birthday from my mother's account to get the ball rolling. That's cheating in my book. I wanted the real thing. So, I went back into my account and started looking over my info.
I actually found my birthday was listed and correct! But for some reason, it was marked as private. How the hell did that happen! I hovered the mouse over the privacy box to unclick it and froze. If I unclick this box, will it put a notice on my profile saying that I added my birthday...on my birthday?! Cause that's just sad and desperate looking. Now, I understand that's absolutely what was happening. What I was doing was absolutely sad and desperate, but I didn't want everyone else to know. A nanosecond later, desperate won and I unclicked the privacy button before I could think about it.
I then said a little prayer that there wasn't a nerdy little message on facebook telling everyone what a narcissist I am when it comes to my birthday. I quick signed back into my mother's account and looked all over my profile for a message saying that I'm a desperate dork. It seems that I totally lucked out, and there was no sign of me editing my profile in a desperate plea for attention.
Within half an hour, I was happily receiving my birthday well wishes. Responding with a cool "Oh you're such a doll, I can't believe you remembered my birthday!" Yes, I realize how sad it really all was. I basically set everyone up to say happy birthday to me. The whole thing was ridiculous really...but I stand by my decision! It made working my ass off on my birthday, that much more bearable! Besides Karma did bite me in the ass when my client missed her plane and slept on my couch!
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Funny or Horrifying
Spending so much time at one spot, you tend to meet a lot of random people. Among the many people I've met working at the restaurant, I've met the most perverted window washer ever...and I think we're long lost perverted soul mates.
He's a older Australian man who comes in to wash the windows at the restaurant. He's perverted, tells the raunchiest stories (he holds nothing back people...NOTHING!) has a good head on his shoulders despite the fact that he thinks Obama is the worst president ever elected and thinks Obama has intentions to bring down the whole US (which I find ridiculous but he's very respectful of my opinion when we talk politics) and despite all that he is a very hard worker, has a heart of gold, the proudest father and greats me with a kiss on the cheek.
During our 3 hour long conversation last night he knocked me over with what he said about his opinions on women shaving or waxing their girly bits. He was saying how he preferred his ladies in their natural state. Actually he said "I don't understand why girls wax or shave. I like 'em hairy. Just give me a machete and a map to the jungle and I'm happy"
I fell over laughing! It was one of the single funniest and most disgusting things I have ever heard in my life. Which says a lot for me because he tells some really gross stories. He's really not for the faint of heart.
I can't wait to find out what stories he tells next week!
He's a older Australian man who comes in to wash the windows at the restaurant. He's perverted, tells the raunchiest stories (he holds nothing back people...NOTHING!) has a good head on his shoulders despite the fact that he thinks Obama is the worst president ever elected and thinks Obama has intentions to bring down the whole US (which I find ridiculous but he's very respectful of my opinion when we talk politics) and despite all that he is a very hard worker, has a heart of gold, the proudest father and greats me with a kiss on the cheek.
During our 3 hour long conversation last night he knocked me over with what he said about his opinions on women shaving or waxing their girly bits. He was saying how he preferred his ladies in their natural state. Actually he said "I don't understand why girls wax or shave. I like 'em hairy. Just give me a machete and a map to the jungle and I'm happy"
I fell over laughing! It was one of the single funniest and most disgusting things I have ever heard in my life. Which says a lot for me because he tells some really gross stories. He's really not for the faint of heart.
I can't wait to find out what stories he tells next week!
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Mystery Solved!
I love freebies. Love them. I also love blogs. So it would only be logical for me to cruise a couple of free stuff and coupon blogs for good stuff.
They are a great place to get random little things or a good heads up on a good deal. My favorite are free magazines. I love them. I got on to a list where I can sign up for free magazine subscriptions. At one point I was receiving 5 or 6 free magazines a month. It was awesome.
Most of the time it's a 6 month or a year subscription, so over time the amount of magazines dwindle. Other times they pick back up. And other times you end up with a subscription to a magazine that you would never read in a million years.
A few months back I randomly started receiving Quilters Village. It's a stretch to say I even sew, but quilting...don't think so. Now this was at a time when my subscriptions were dying down. I hadn't been cruising my freebie blogs, so I hadn't signed up for any magazines lately. When you sign up for the subscriptions they usually ask you questions to determine where your career or interest lies, so they can offer you other magazines they feel you might be interested in. No where in those questions did they ask me anything close to "would you like a quilting magazine". I would have passed on it. We have enough magazines coming in and I sure wouldn't want to deprive someone in Oklahoma of their Quilters Village subscription.
I kinda feel bad when it comes in each month I just don't look through them so they usually end up in the compost. Finally this weekend while we were camping, I had the opportunity to ask my mother if she'd like me to save them for her.
Mom..."No, I got that subscription for you!"
Me..."Why would you have Quilters Village sent to me?"
Mom..."Well I couldn't find anyone else's address, so you were the lucky one to get the subscription"
Me..."Even though I have no interest in quilting"
Mom..."It was free don't complain!"
Now I know where this random magazine came from. I wonder if I can have the subscription forwarded to the library.
Monday, June 21, 2010
He's Figured it Out
We went camping this weekend up in Morro Bay...my annual birthday camping extravaganza. Great weekend. Lots of the lazy, drunken fun that only happens when my mother, sister and friends are around. I relaxed the entire weekend, laughed, read, stared, ate and drank. What more did I need...nothing really. It was just a nice weekend. The only downside would be the sunburn, despite the multiple applications of sunscreen. It's really only a few spots I missed...a couple of stripes on my upper arms...and my lips...and I'm pretty sure my eyeballs are burned a bit also.
We drove home today in that lazy stupor that happens after a good weekend. I could have stayed another day or two probably, if it weren't for work. We took the scenic route home looking for our next camping spot. We found it...just letting you all know. You know a camping trip is good when you are already planning your next camping trip.
While we were gone my sister in law watched the cats. It's the usual situation. When we got home today she still happened to be at our place doing her laundry and hanging out. I walked in and noticed a little something. Angela was sitting at the computer and Bob was dancing around meowing. Initially I thought maybe he was excited to see me. And then I noticed the little thank you gift that he was trying to get Auntie Angela to notice. So I said "Aww, look what Bob brought Auntie Angela" She froze. If you ever wanted to scare my sister in law tell her there is a gift behind her. It was the most awesome situation. She screamed and refused to turn around.
"Oh my god tell me what is behind me! I can't turn around! Oh my god, I just came back from the bathroom, it's fresh...whatever it is! What is it! Laura! what is it! Get it!"
I am bent over laughing. Bob is circling her meowing, so proud of himself.
"Laura get it! What is it! I can't turn around! I can't look! Get it!"
"ok it's a bird" I finally said. I know it's pretty gross but the situation was so funny.
"Laura I can't move now. Poor bird! Bad Bob! Laura get rid of it! I can't move! I'm stuck"
"Well, I really need to go to the bathroom first. Besides, I think Bob really wants you to have it"
"LAURA! Don't leave me here with it. Noooo!!! Laura! Oh my god! Poor bird! Laura!"
I came out to find that Mario had saved Angela. I know, I'm mean. But I really did have to go to the bathroom or there would have been more of a gift for Angela. It was a long drive and Mario got me the biggest drink ever before we left.
Anyway, I'm not sure how the hell Bob is catching these birds. He's too much of a dope to pull it off...or at least I thought. I'm hoping that he's not so excited to see us that he's going to bring us any gifts. Would not be the ending to the weekend I have in mind.
We drove home today in that lazy stupor that happens after a good weekend. I could have stayed another day or two probably, if it weren't for work. We took the scenic route home looking for our next camping spot. We found it...just letting you all know. You know a camping trip is good when you are already planning your next camping trip.
While we were gone my sister in law watched the cats. It's the usual situation. When we got home today she still happened to be at our place doing her laundry and hanging out. I walked in and noticed a little something. Angela was sitting at the computer and Bob was dancing around meowing. Initially I thought maybe he was excited to see me. And then I noticed the little thank you gift that he was trying to get Auntie Angela to notice. So I said "Aww, look what Bob brought Auntie Angela" She froze. If you ever wanted to scare my sister in law tell her there is a gift behind her. It was the most awesome situation. She screamed and refused to turn around.
"Oh my god tell me what is behind me! I can't turn around! Oh my god, I just came back from the bathroom, it's fresh...whatever it is! What is it! Laura! what is it! Get it!"
I am bent over laughing. Bob is circling her meowing, so proud of himself.
"Laura get it! What is it! I can't turn around! I can't look! Get it!"
"ok it's a bird" I finally said. I know it's pretty gross but the situation was so funny.
"Laura I can't move now. Poor bird! Bad Bob! Laura get rid of it! I can't move! I'm stuck"
"Well, I really need to go to the bathroom first. Besides, I think Bob really wants you to have it"
"LAURA! Don't leave me here with it. Noooo!!! Laura! Oh my god! Poor bird! Laura!"
I came out to find that Mario had saved Angela. I know, I'm mean. But I really did have to go to the bathroom or there would have been more of a gift for Angela. It was a long drive and Mario got me the biggest drink ever before we left.
Anyway, I'm not sure how the hell Bob is catching these birds. He's too much of a dope to pull it off...or at least I thought. I'm hoping that he's not so excited to see us that he's going to bring us any gifts. Would not be the ending to the weekend I have in mind.
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