Margarita Madness/PETCO Adventure

I know the title is a bit confusing, but trust me it all relates- just keep reading.

Since Bill has been very busy and stressed out, we hosted a party for all of his grad school friends Saturday. This party was entitled "Margarita Madness" (I hope we are all catching the play on words here). For those of you who know Bill, you know he does not halfway do anything. So my wonderful husband persisted to venture to Target to buy a $70 margarita maker for our Saturday soiree. Not even five minutes after getting this fine piece of machinery out of the box, it crushed its last bit of ice and broke. So we HAD to resort back to the old fashion way, a blender- which proved to work quite nicely. Anyways, we had an awesome day and a fine time was had by all. Horseshoes, hotdogs, and happy times- great day.

Now for the second part of my story. We invited everyone to bring their dogs over to our house on Saturday which resulted in about 6 dogs in our backyard all shapes and sizes. They were coming in and out of the house like they lived there for years. Now, you all know I love dogs, so I had the time of my life having these precious babies around. Anyways, Bill and I were a little nervous having our 100 pound neanderthals around some 10 pounds puppies- but we trusted everything would work out. We were right! Radly and Kramer did a fabulous job with all of the dogs and people. They were playing, begging, and humping (yes this is good bahavoir for them). We were very pleased parents.

So for a reward, I decided to take our babies to PETCO today, you know where the pets go:) Bill let me drive the Yukon today so I would have plenty of room for them. Well, normally I love taking them to PETCO. Everyone just stares in awe at them, I know they are thinking,"Man what beauttiful dogs!" Well, today I strutted in with my leash candy and we headed straight for the hamster cages (we always do this to scare the hamsters). Then of course to stare at the fish in their tanks and try to terrify them too. Then came embarassment central. I always walk the boys down the rawhide isle to let them pick out a bone. Well, today Radly had different plans. Instead of picking out a done, Radly proceeded to raise his leg and pee on an entire bin of pig's ears. I could not believe it! Of course I am in public so I cannot spank him and make me look like a mom who beats her children, so I just said no! Then we traveled down the toy isle, this is another tradition with our PETCO trips as well.

Well, there was a male pit bull that Kramer had a strong attraction to and decided to pull me around the corner of the toy isle and knock over a display of animal stain carpet remover- while barking the entire time. I was mortified!!!!! There was a employee right around the corner and he said he would take care of it. I knew it was time to go, so I got their treats and stood in the chekout line. I was the third person in line, so the wait was around 3 minutes. Well, along comes Kramer's pit bull friend again and Kramer proceeds to bark at him for the entire 3 minutes I was standing in line. Kramer did not shut up until we were literally walking out the door. Let's just say I will not be heading back to PETCO anytime soon. Now I know how mothers feel when their child will not stop crying in public- mortified!

Man, they have a hard life!!!!!

Happy Early Birthday Jenny

Well, as most of you know, my birthday is not until April 20th (mark your calendars if you did not know:)). Well, Bill has always been one for surprises and giving spectacular gifts. On Wednesday night I came home from a long day of work and soccer- and our bedroom door was shut- which never happens. I came in, Bill was cooking dinner, I said hello and headed straight to our room to put all of my crap down. He said, "Hang on, hang on, where are you going so fast." So I impatiently (no that is not a typo) waited for Bill to be ready to open the door- it was worth the wait. Once I opened the door I said, "Ahhh you made our bed, oh look the bathroom is clean, why is the leather chair in the office?" All the while I walked right past the brand new elliptical machine he got me for my birthday. As soon as I turned around I saw it. It is so cool! He told me this is what he was getting me for my birthday, but I definitely did not expect to recieve it so soon. I have been working out on it every day since. If you do not have or have access to an elliptical machine, I highly reccommend trying it out. You get such a fabulous work out, burn a lot of calories, and it is easy on your joints.

I was just thiking this morning, we have like Ferguson's Gym at our house now. We have this elliptical machine, a weight bench with bar, free weights, yoga mats, an ab lounger (which got a whole two days of use out of it), and ice cold water. I mean I think we will start advertising and charging the neighbhors!

The Babies

No, no, no I do not mean actual babies, just my precious dogs. Everyone always criticizes me for calling them my babies; however I do everything for these dogs, short of burping them, so I feel justified in my label for them. Anyways, some may look at this picture and think- staged. Well, I kid you not, this is exactly how our dogs sleep in this chair. Now Radly (the one on top) weighs 95 pounds and Kramer (the bottom one) weighs 65 pounds. Does Radly show remorse...not at all! He always thinks he is the top dog; therefore, he always feels like he should be the most accessible to Bill and I.

The most recent drama with our dogs is their craving to sleep in the bed with Bill and I. Now, Bill is very firm and puts his foot down, "The dogs belong in their OWN beds!" However, I fluff my hair and put on the pouty face and say, "PPLLLLEEEEAASSSE baby" He always caves. Well, last night the dogs woke us up six times to try to get on the bed. Bill is fed up! Now I am forbidden to allow them to get on the bed during any point in the day. I feel like this is a right I can forfeit since I do enjoy waking up not being covered in slobber and dog hair.

So, from now one the babies will find comfort in their own beds, while I will find comfort with my husband.

St. Patrick's Day

I know this day has come and gone, but when you spend St. Patty's Day in Vegas, you have to talk about it. We woke up early, this being our first big day in Vegas, and headed downstairs. We were greeted when we came downstairs with a Patty Parade. It was actually very pleasant, bag pipes, flags, green from wall to wall- we enjoyed it. As we ventured around Vegas, avoiding the strange men trying to give us stripper cards, we noticed there were already people enjoying a green beverage of their choice (yeah, it was 10 am). We did all of the tourist things and made our way to O'Sheas for lunch. Let me tell ya, there is nothing like sitting down to a nice lunch with your husband in Vegas, while watching 50 people engage in a St. Patrick's Day beer pong tournament. No, Bill and I did not partake- but we would have cleaned house!

After a quick trip to the wax museum. We headed back to New York New York and purchased 6 feet worth of margaritas, 3 feet each. We made our way out to the pool, hung out and watched people drop like flies with green beer at their fingertips. After sun bathing we got ready and headed to Yolos for dinner. It was awesome, Mahi Mahi tacos- perfection! After it all we headed to our first show in Vegas, Stomp Out Loud. It was so great, extremely innovative and fresh. As we headed back to our hotel we could not help but avoid the titilizing bass coming from Coyote Ugly. So we figured, hey we are in Vegas, might as well go for it. Let me tell you...Coyote Ugly is not all it is cracked up to be. Blasting music, 6 dollar beer, and no tables is not my idea of a fun bar experience.

After a long day of Irish filled activities we ended our night with a slice of pizza, there is nothing more romantic than pizza sauce and gatorade at 3 am.

Vegas Baby

Most people would escape to a quiet retreat for their relaxing spring break if they lead the busy lives Bill and I do. However, we opted to take our busy bottoms to VEGAS BABY! The decision was made on Valentine's Day that we needed to get out of Dodge (Auburn) soon, or we might lose it. So, when Bill got home from work one day I had three different locations pulled up on the computer- New York, Orlando, and Vegas. I told him one of the following locations is where we are going for spring break, and it was his choice. There was little to no hesitation on his part, Vegas was the clear choice.

We went from Sunday March 16th- Thursday March 20th. Some of you may be thinking, that is not a very long vacation. Well, let me tell you, it is plenty long for a trip to Vegas. Bill and I are what I consider to be "tired people," when it is time to be tired. So we usually find our way to bed around 10:00-11:00. Well, we did not escape to our hotel room any earlier than 2 am in Vegas, and even stayed out one night until 4:45. We surprised ourselves!

So needless to say, we did not catch up on missed sleep over these past eight months of marriage; but we did party like rockstars. We tried to wake up every morning around 9, or course I made my way to Starbucks and we just ventured all through Vegas, all day. We were sore when we woke up the second day from walking so much. We went to two shows, ate at some fabulous restaurants, and got to hang out with the high rollers one night. It was a blast, but I think we need to save up before we head back to "Sin City."

Okay...I'm on board.

This is round two to get my blog started, but this time I am going to stay committed. I would like to thank Brooke and Shealy for constantly staying on my butt to get involved with blogspot. I would also like to thank Bill for allowing me to take more time away from him so I can continually get online to edit my blog... love ya honey. Well, not a lot of time to post tonight, I gotta get my blog lookin real purty.