Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Swallow, Fido!


My friend John Burns has many quirks. I could blog for a year and still not hit on them all. But here's a fun one: he can't swallow a pill! He has to chew them up with water for a LOOONG time. I had to get video proof. By the time I started this video, he'd already finished one and had two more to take. Yes, 1:44 is how long it took him to take two pills. I kept wanting to do the dog thing where you put the pill way down in a dog's throat and then rub its throat up and down real hard to make it swallow....

I heart John Burns.

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

The Red Of The Gods

Okay, this is why most women hate Melissa. I've told you about her always finding the perfect everything. Well, she walked in to a diner the other day with this on her fingernails...THE PERFECT SHADE OF RED POLISH FOR A BLONDE! You know how hard that is to find?? It made me want to slap her 7 times across the face.

Monday, November 28, 2011

Monday Mornings With Zachary

Zach stole Eric's phone and iMessaged me on Saturday after his basketball class.

This is Zach. basticbol was god!!!! :-)

I will forever and always call it basticbol.

Saturday, November 26, 2011

WILL IT EVER END???


Sometimes ProAm sessions last so long Richard goes crazy, grabs my undergarments and runs around with them on his head...

Thursday, November 24, 2011

I Thank The Bank For The Money, Thank God For You

(The title? Come on y'all, vintage Sawyer Brown!)


While I'm most grateful for this cute bunch today, I'd like to take a minute to be grateful for my friends. Oh yes, I have a few of them, don't look so shocked...

First, the original and still the best, Melissa. She's the devil on my left AND the angel on my right. How else would she be able to stick around so long...


While changing their dirty diapers, I never thought that my 4 oldest nieces would grow up to be 4 of my best friends, but here we are.

the one I'd go on a field trip with any day of the week, Bonnie May


the one I love getting late night calls from, Brianne Elizabeth


the one who knows what I look like doing "Superman! BANANA!", Brooke Suzanne


and the one who feels my sweat pain, Bethany Gates.


My dance partner Richard, who became one of my best friends our first Christmas as partners when he looked at me and said, "So...I like you, you like me, we don't have to get gifts for each other, right?" And then solidified our friendship when he later said, "Um, my dead gramma in her casket can spin faster than you." And his partner Solomon, who is wickedly intelligent but still treats me like a goddess. Bizarre, I know.



Hold on, I'm going to go so far as to add two more, who over the past year have become peas to my carrots. Everyone's Sugar Daddy, John Burns, who makes this list not just because his grammar is as good as mine, but because he gets me even though he doesn't like to admit it. (I'd add his wife Karen to this list but she's prettier than I, so screw that idea...)


..and the beautiful Antoinette Santoro, who makes me laugh for real, not the fake laugh that I usually use around most of you. Her sense of humor is so much larger than her chest, thank goodness, which is basically just average....


There! See? I have friends!

(Now, to hope that none of these people comment on this post with, "What? Who are you? Do I know you??")

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Bethany Has Arrived

Maybe it's too soon, but even propriety can't hold funny back...a conversation from last week, between EMo, myself and Bethany:

Me: I had a light lunch today so I could pig out today.

EMo: Ugh, not me. I had a huge lunch. I went to this burger joint and had this amazing burger called a "Penn State" burger. Do you want to know what it had on it?

Me: Um, young boys?

EMo: Ha ha very funny, no.

(At this point I iMessaged Bethany, a Penn State grad, into our conversation. I repeated the previous exchange to her, asking her if it was too soon. She replied:)

Beth: Bah. And I do still want to know what was on the burger.

Me: Ok, to start with, 2 hamburger patties. DIPPED IN BATTER AND DEEP FRIED.

Beth: Ugh, gross. So the Penn State connection is what? The shame you feel after?

EMo and I erupted in laughter. EMo, from whom a compliment, especially one that is richly deserved, is never given, said, "She's funny!" (I think that was the most commas I've ever put into one sentence.)