Friday, July 29, 2011


I've had that damn Rebecca Black song stuck in my head all day.


I have zero plans this weekend...and I'm excited about that.

Maybe I'll work on my dismal tan.
Or try a new restaurant from my recently purchased Houston Restaurant Guide.

But most likely, the ginger and I will spend the weekend watching all the Harry Potter movies. He recently REQUESTED to see them [he never had before...I know, how am I with him?], which almost made me have a  happy heart attack.

Happy weekend wishes to you all!!

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Administrative announcements

Hear ye, hear ye!

I have some bloggy annoucements.

1. If you look to your left, you'll see a little icon box thingy [sophisticated description, I know] for Shabby Apple. It's a pretty awesome clothing/accessories company that has some of the most fab dresses I've seen. So if you're like me and enjoy wasting time at work, go browse.

2. Look to your right and you'll see I finally figured out how to add a "Follow me on Twitter" icon box thingy. Go me!

3. I'm 18 followers away from 100. When I hit the magic mark, I plan on having a giveaway. What will I give away? No idea. But it will be something rad!!

Now here's a picture of a kitten.

Wednesday, July 27, 2011


What is this  PIZZACAKE?

I shall tell you.

Order a pizza.
Eat a cake.


It may sound silly [or delicious], but it's a little something Caroline and I came up with my sophomore year of college, back when our then-boyfriends were roommates and we spent all our time together in their apartment.

The pizza must be Little Ceasars or Dominos.
The cake MUST be Funfetti with either chocolate or rainbow chip frosting. And it MUST be mixed using two forks; no electric mixers allowed.

The first PIZZACAKE.

After realizing it had been far too long since the last PIZZACAKE, we decided to have one last night.

The setting has changed and the camera used to take the pictures is a bit fancier, but the concept is still exactly the same as it was five years ago.

Pizza + Cake = PIZZACAKE

Thank goodness for old friends to share these kinds of things with.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

The boy who lived

I could sit here and wax nostalgic about Harry Potter and how my childhood came to an end this past Saturday as I watched the epic conclusion to the saga.

But I won't.

All you need to know is this:
I cried through the whole thing.

Red nose from constant crying.
I was attached, what can I say.

So thank you Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

I hope my kids pick up my well-worn copies of the books one day and fall in love like I did.

Monday, July 25, 2011

Movies that make me wish I lived somewhere else

It was another movie-heavy weekend for me.
There were friends who do the nasty and a certain boy wizard [more on him later].

Friends with Benefits was a good time. It was different from what I was expecting, and I dare say I liked it more than No Strings Atached. But for two movies with the same concept, they were actually fairly different.

And don't even get me started on the sizzling chemistry between JT and Mila Kunis.

Also, my adoration of Justin Timberlake went to a whole new level after seeing this. SEXY SEXY MAN.

More importantly, however, it got me asking the age old question...NYC or L.A?


I absolutely cannot pick a favorite between the two.

I lived in LA. for a summer during college while I worked on an internship. It was an incredible experience. I only worked three days a week, so I got to explore the city by myself and be a beach bum whenever I felt like it [often]. I went to an "industry" party and saw someone snort coke [It was exactly like you see it done in the movies...$20 bill, credit card, mirror...and believe you me, I high tailed it out of there real fast]. I ate In-N-Out, Del Taco, La Salsa, and some of the best pizza I've ever had. That whole summer was a life changing experience.

Then there's New York City. My aunt and uncle live in Brooklyn, so I've been there more than a few times. And what more can I say's New York. It is EVERYTHING. I love it desperately. It's alive, full of passion, and intoxicating.

On a daily basis I dream about moving to both of these cities. It is impossible to live in both, I know this. But how could I possibly choose?

So which is it for you? The Big Apple or LA-LA Land?

Friday, July 22, 2011

Thanks for the memories

Our time in Vegas was a fun-filled three days.

If you and your girlfriends don't take some sort of annual trip, I suggest you start now!
We're already talking about tentative plans in Key West next year.

Vegas was much different than what I was expecting.

Here is what I learned:

1. There are not Elvis impersonators on every corner.
2. Nor are there hookers.
3. It is incredibly fancy.
4. Everything is HUGE.
5. The Strip is much bigger than it looks.
6. Being female is useful.
7. Everything costs more.
8. People there are really nice.
9. It is not unusual for parents to have their babies/toddlers/small children out on the Strip at 12 am.
10. If you hate gambling, you might have a hard time finding something to do in the wee hours of morning.

I must confess, I thoroughly enjoyed Vegas, but I didn't LOVE it.
Meaning, I definitely want to go back one day, but I won't cry my eyes out if it's not something I do every year. Personally, I'm more of a New Orleans kind of girl.

What made this trip were the friends.
I think we learned a lot about ourselves.
We went in to this trip expecting to dance drunkenly on tables and stay out well past sunrise.
Maybe it's good that we realized we're not 21 anymore.
And you know what? I'm fine with that.
In its own way, this trip surpassed expectations and turned out better than what I originally intended it to be.

We're growing up, y'all!

I already can't wait for Girls Trip 2012!

Thursday, July 21, 2011

When bad hair happens to hot men

All I have to say is...


That time David Spade checked us out

Welcome to our last full day in Vegas!

First things first: embracing our gluttonous sides and stuffing our faces at a buffet at the Mirage.

Not pictured, my second plate. No shame.

I may have picked up five desserts. You're not suprised, are you?

The Beatles Cirque du Soleil show, Love, is performed in the Mirage. This Beatles fanatic was all too excited about seeing the theatre.

After spending too much at H&M [SO ANGRY WE DON'T HAVE THEM IN TEXAS!], it was time for a foot soak in one of the Venetian pools.

Dinner that night was in the hotel at TAO.
Not only was it absolutely gorgeous inside, but the food was delicious.

Remember how I told you to keep our mocking of David Spade in mind?
See that dirty blonde hair just to the left of Caroline's head?
That would be David Spade.
Yes, he was at the table right next to us.
Am I a huge fan? Nah. But did I get a little too excited when he turned around and made eye contact with me? Yes.
He took a good look at all of us, which kept us exicted for the rest of the evening.

My food was beyond magical.
Soy and ginger glazed salmon with Udon noodles and spinach.

After dinner, we saw a drag show called Frank Marino's Divas.
It was absolutely fabulous in every way.

My favorite was the drag queen who impersonated Celine Dion. She was SPOT ON.

We wandered aimlessly down the strip after the show and tried to see the Bellagio fountain show. Sadly, it was not operating.

And sorry to disappoint, but this [along with excrutiating feet pain] led to us once again going home at a fairly early hour.

Next up: Lessons learned in Vegas.

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

And that's how we do it in Texas, y'all!

Welcome to part two of the Vegas tale!

Friday morning we woke up ready for shenanigans befitting of a girls trip.

First stop: lunch at Margaritaville.

Did I mention it was mostly a liquid lunch? Yes, that is a 100 oz margarita. Hey, it's Vegas.
[delicious food was involved as well, don't worry]

I was a fan. Big fan.

We wandered across the street to the Bellagio and oohed and aahed over how pretty it was.

Over at Paris, I won a whopping $6.25. I'm a high roller, I know.

The following part of our day was probably my favorite. We'd been told about this bar/casino called O'Shea's that had beer pong tables set up. Being only two years out of college, this was an instant draw. Our original intentions were to play a couple of games then be on our way.

Instead, we were there for at least six hours.

That's because we met these characters:

How it happened, I do not recall, but a group of five guys from Chicago challenged us to a game of flip cup. I am proud to say that we obliterated them five games in a row. Being good at flip cup may not get me anywhere in life, but dammit I was proud!

This impressed our new friends so much that they continued to hang out with us and buy us libations.

Oh, and I met Barney.

We finally dragged ourselves out of the bar to get ready for our night out experiencing Vegas clubs.

Remember the dress?
It was...difficult. As in, I had to tug it down constantly. Some girls may be ok with walking around with their dress barely covering their ass, but I am not.

Long story short about Vegas nightclubs: they are stressful. You best get yourself on a guest list or pay for bottle service, or else you'll be waiting in line unless you get there precisely at 10 pm. Luckily we were able to get on a guest list [thanks to a good friend], and ended up at Tryst in the Wynn hotel.

Tight dresses and four inch heels made for a painful experience, so once again we headed back to the hotel at a very un-Vegas time.

But you know what? We had a great time without dancing on tables and being complete hot messes.

Up next: Saturday in Vegas!

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

You have arrived in Sin City!

If you hate pictures, ignore my blog for a few days because I'm about to chronicle our long-awaited girls trip.

You have been warned.

We left for Vegas on Thursday evening.
As if I didn't have enough posts to inform you of that.

Upon arriving at the airport, we waited for our limo.

This was exciting for us.

I hadn't seen her since December!! This is why girls trips are essential to life.

We had the limo driver take us to get supplies for our room.

We also requested to eat at this little gem. Obviously. It was the best burger of my life.

We stayed at The Venetian, and David Spade had a show there that weekend. This is an important tidbit. Keep it in mind for a later post.

We headed out on the town after arrival for some gambling.

Lesson learned: I HATE GAMBLING. I spent $6 on slot machines and stopped. It was too painful to watch my money disappear. Is anyone surprised that the only machine that worked for me that night was this one? Crazy cat lady to the max.

Emily, Caroline, and Courtney all one some cash mooooney while I watched. No thank you, sir.

We were in bed by 3 am, which was not so shabby for having just arrived.
Look at us being all responsible!

Up next, Friday in Vegas.


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