Tuesday, April 10, 2007
You know you've had a good night when:You see your neighbors in the hall and they blush.
A lot of people give me crap for dating a 38 year old man, and I will admit there are times when I'm poking at him demanding he gather up some energy for something. But, then there are those times where I patiently wait for 3-4 days and then *BAM* all kinds of years of experience goodness comes out.
And that's enough of me talking about my sex life...
We went to Web's on Friday, and it was the awesome experience I thought it was. It is one of those bars that only the locals go (And I don't mean locals drive in from down town, I mean only living in this district locals.) and everyone is so friendly and ready to make friends with you.
I had their prime rib sandwich, and if you go there it's a must!
This weekend I am going to help my parents pack up what's left to pack in their house. They are moving to their retirement home in just over a month. It's a beautiful house that sits on 24 acres of land and two lakes. It is the one actual material possession my father has after years of hard work.
I am both amazed and proud of him for never giving up and going from barely providing for us to giving us anything we wanted.
Someday, I'm going to use one of my degrees that he paid for LOL.
It is kind of weird seeing the house I grew up in become empty as my parents are doing changes before they rent it out. Someone with about 3 kids, or planning on having a few will love the house, the in ground pool and the huge back yards with lots of trees perfect for climbing.
To this day, I believe it is home to several spirits, and I have many people that will back me up on that. I am interested to see how many people can put up with the smell of smoke in the hall way when no one is smoking, the tapping on my old bedroom door only for no one to be there, and of course the two women talking about everything and everyone in the middle of the night.
Toby's school reunion out at some lake is coming up. This means mani/pedi for me and swim suit shopping. I hate swim suit shopping because I struggle to find something my big ol' boobs fit in. Women without boobs are probably thinking "Oh yeah, what a curse. Shattup" but since mine are all natural I can be annoyed by them. I have to go to Lane Bryant for my top, and then Old Navy for my bottoms.
Because our malls suck, that means I have to drive to the ghetto mall for LB and then across town to the preppy mall (which I prefer since I live like 5 blocks away from it!) for Old Navy.
Well this is like the longest post I've had in a while... and I have more to talk about but will save it for another time.
Let me just say: engagement ring is hizar and pictures will be coming up!! Posted by the_ninja_style at 5:11 AM
