Happy Thanksgiving!

I have been horrible lately with posts, and I would like to apologize.

I'm sorry.

I would also like to wish everyone a safe and relaxing Thanksgiving! I am off to Dallas with my mom. Since Kenny works retail, he will be here working the weekend away. He will be spared a weekend with my family. My crazy, fantastic family.

A few quick things that I am thankful for:

Maple anything
My friends-without them, I would have gone crazy long ago
Mojitos and grape vodka
My family-without them life would be sane, but frankly, a lot more boring
The stupidity in this world that makes me laugh daily
My doggies
Cheese bread
My home
Candy of any kind
The beautiful mountains I see every single day
It's Always Sunny reruns
Weekend getaways and trips to anywhere-but-here
Fisherman-more specifically, crab fishermen: dressed up in full on fishing gear



When I was in 3rd grade, I remember walking around the track during recess listening to New Kids on the Block on my Walkman. I would belt out Please don’t go Girl and Hangin’ Tough among others. I adored them. I adored Joey. I had one shirt and one giant pin. Nothing more. I was never allowed to go to one of their concerts though, Too young I suppose.

Well, I can check KNOTB concert off the list!

On Friday night, Kris and headed up to Broomfield to see them in concert. I was looking forward to it, but was not expecting much. I was excited, but not thrilled. Oh man, was I wrong.


I thought it was hilarious that their first time around, most of us, were between the ages of 8-15. Now, we are all in our 20’s and 30’s. I was pretty happy that I would not be hearing screeching girls the entire show. When I went to see N’Sync a while back, I was deaf for a week from the blood curdling screams of 12 year old girls. Completely mistaken. I am still half deaf, but it’s because of the sheer volume of the screaming/cheering. The boys could not even be heard over the screaming when everyone was full on! It was hilarious. Then they started to sing. Holy crap did it take me back. They were really great live! We had seats on the floor and during the show they came over to the middle of the floor and sang about 3 songs from a rotating platform. We were maybe 10 feet from them! They are a lot shorter than I thought they would be, but that’s beside the point.

I also thought it was hilarious that I had no clue how popular Donnie was. Back in the day, I was completely smitten with Joey, which makes sense. I was young and so was he. He was the youngest by far. Little did I know that the older girls were all about Donnie. When he started to sing for the first time, the cheers were just as loud as they were for Joe! The tone was obviously a lot different this time too. Being a lot older, the guys were quite pervy at times. Donnie totally took the cake. I am pretty sure no one minded though.

The seats were filled with about 95% girls and 5% guys. Those poor fellas. Couldn’t even compete with what was happening around them. Donnie even made a comment about how he felt sorry for them, he really did. But seeing as they were soooo nice to take their lady to the show, they were owed a little bit of love when they got home.

Kris and I had a great time. The seats were filled. The energy was awesome. It was a fantastic show!

The rest of the weekend was spent in Breckenridge for Kris’s birthday. We went shopping, hung out and had a delicious dinner. (Note: If you have never tried Three Olives Grape Vodka and sprite I suggest you do so IMMEDIATELY. It tasted like grape soda!)

I wish every weekend could be like this.


I love our life

While chatting last night, Kenny mentioned how he gets mad at people who have their lives planned out. They have it all figured out. He is frustrated that he doesn't know what he wants half the time and he doesn't have everything planned. As everyone knows, I am a huge planner, but as far as life goes, I don’t really see how it can be mapped out. Sure, you can say, "I want to meet someone, date for 3-5 years, get married by 25, then have a kid by 27." Good luck with that! Everything can change in a matter of seconds. Your life can turn upside down in the blink of an eye. It's ok to have "goals" but I say, live life now! Have fun now! Do what you want to do now! Who knows what tomorrow brings. There are those who plan everything down to the month and if/when something happens to alter it, they have no idea what to do. Sure, I want certain things within a certain time frame-ish, but it's out of my hands to a certain extent.

Kenny finally felt a bit better when I pointed out the other side of things. Alright, so these people supposedly have it all figured out. They have A., B., and C. BUT, do they get to do all these things that we do? Can they sleep in whenever they want and go on weekend getaways at the drop of a hat? And that's perfectly fine. That's their choice and they do have wonderful lives. But, I love our life, and I wouldn't trade it for anything.


Apparently, three's a crowd

Kimberly emailed me a picture of the most adorable puppy ever, named Trout, who is a puppy mill rescue and in need of a home. He is 4 months old, grey and white with blue eyes, and an Italian Greyhound.

Freaking adorable.

I guess she also sent it to Kenny and when I got home for lunch he said how he was trying to call the lady to go see him.

What? We are getting him? Really?

No. I just wanted to go see him. Kimberly sent me the application too.

So, you are going to see the adorable puppy with no intention of getting him. Are you going to fill out the application?

Yes and no. I just want to see how cute he is.

You can't do that. I can't do that! We will want him!

YOU can't do that. That's why you were not going to go with me.


Do we need another dog? Nope. Absolutely not. Do I want freaking adorable precious cute as a button Trout? Yes! Yes! Yes! So discussions about Trout lasted until Saturday afternoon, when the final decision was made (by Kenny) that we are not going to try to get him.

What a mean husband I have.


I already did!

I voted.

A few weeks ago.

I usually do not involve myself in anything political. I steer clear whenever possible. But, for some reason, I was really sucked into this election.

I voted for who I think will be the best President. I followed my gut. This is the first time I have ever voted for anything serious. I am very proud of myself.


No close calls

Kenny didn't win the dodgeball tournament, but he didn't hurt himself either! They made it 3 sets (best 3 out of 5) but lost to a group of little highschool track team shitheads. It's probably better that they lost. Kenny and I don't have the willpower to turn down chick-fil-a. Free for a year? Nothing good could come of that.