Let’s Happy Hour
29 Jun 2008 4 Comments
in alcohol Tags: Happy Hour
Many people have taken their week of vacation for this coming week (June 30th – July 4th). One of those people is my boss, Imelda.
Why do so many take off this week?
Because it’s Fourth of July week and they only have to take four days of vacation rather than five. Then there are those of us that have to work this week… At least it’s only a four day week but we need to enjoy the week too, right? Well, the fact that traffic will be very light is a great advantage but I think we need something else.
Like what you say?
Like a Happy Hour!
I know it’s last minute but looks like a bunch of us will be Happy Houring it at Caddies on Cordell in Bethesda on Tuesday July 1st. It’ll all start around 5 or 6 and the rest will all be winged.
I, personally, won’t be able to do an all nighter due to work and Minnie Red but Squirly Girl and Shortie will be there and those are some fun chicks.
Hope to see you there!
UPDATED: I’ll take another Bucket and fill it with Orange Crush please!
26 Jun 2008 5 Comments
in alcohol, Beach, dudes, friends
UPDATED: **
Last weekend Shortie came with me down to the O.C. I feared Shortie would be disappointed since we would be hitting happy hour and I would probably be asleep by 9 or 10pm.
My weekends consist of having a few drinks, sleep, get up early walk the boards, sleep, beach time, sleep, happy hour, sleep. So I think you get the point. At the beach Red gets some serious relax/sleep time.
After last weekend I’ve been unable to catch up on my sleep since Shortie and I ended up closing the bars both Friday and Saturday night.
Shortie and I arrived and immediately went over to Macky’s to try and grab a table for when Mom and Dad joined us. I ordered Da Bucket of Orange Crush figuring Shortie would not be able to taste the alcohol. She rarely drinks and when she does its usually because it doesn’t taste like alcohol. Da Bucket grabbed the attention of the table of guys next to us and so the dialogue began.
The Folks joined us but only stayed for a few drinks before Shortie and I ordered our second Bucket. As soon as they left we were pulled into this group of guys and quite literally because they picked up our table and brought it over to theirs.
We had fun hanging with them at Mackey’s and soon they were off to Fager’s Island and asked us to go too. Shortie and I agreed we needed to clean up first since we had no make up on and were in our crappy driving clothes.
I had never been to Fager’s Island and didn’t know what to expect but it was like walking through a jungle to get to the front door. I was surprised to find it had an older crowd but that changed later in the evening. First thing was first and I ordered Shortie and I each an Orange Crush to keep the alcohol flowing in our systems. We hadn’t walked five feet before we bumped into the guys. The first thing they noticed was my glass was nearly empty (yes, already). Shortie piped up and said, “Why haven’t any of you bought her another one yet?“
Before I knew it I had another Orange Crush in my hand and then the night really got started. There was more alcohol and things got a little fuzzy. With that much alcohol we couldn’t help but shake our groove thing. I don’t know how long we were out on that dance floor but it was a great workout.
Before we knew it the bar was closing and it seems I’ve been doing a lot of that lately after a recent conference in Orlando. I thought for sure I was too old for this but this old chick was kickin it.
Saturday brought the hangover, time on the wave runner and sleeping on the beach. We were ready by 5 and headed to Fish Tales to meet up with WW, his girlfriend and her two daughters. They lasted til about 8 before the girls were done and they scooted them back to the hotel.
So we headed back to the condo so we could walk to Seacrets. Seems there were all sorts of friends at the beach that weekend and the plan was to meet up with them at Seacrets. I hadn’t seen Chrissy in YEARS and her and her hubby had a chance to get out without the kids and Seacrets is a favorite of hers so it wasn’t hard to get her to catch up with us. YDH was in town with his girl and his buddy Al.
Seacrets was packed and most of us were geared up for dancing in the room with the bouncy floor. You just need to stand there and you’ll bounce due to everyone else jumping up and down. The whole night was crazy and after Chrissy left and before YDH left the guys, who walked us home the previous evening, showed up looking for Shortie and I. The night was nearly over and everyone was pretty hammered.
He said to me: ”I have the keys and I’m taking you outta here for some alone time. I have a cab waiting outside.”
“There’s a ton of cabs outside… Always, and there’s no way I’m leaving my wing-girl.”
This dude was so drunk he could barely keep his eyes open but he continued, “Come on I’ll have you back in 30 minutes.”
“You’re so drunk you couldn’t even get it up in 30 minutes.“
I had expected him to behave something like this the previous evening but he didn’t, he was a perfect gentleman. At this point he was obviously trying to get some before the weekend was out and you can’t blame a guy for trying. Dude was so drunk and I was pretty snockered so we weren’t going to agree and I wasn’t going anywhere with him. So what do two chicks do in a situation like this? We ditched em. I know pretty juvenile of us but at this point in my life I don’t have to deal with anything that I don’t want to deal with and we were ALL pretty drunk.
Shortie and I hightailed it outta there and back to the condo. I wasn’t even slowed when at some point I accidentally slammed my hand against a wall. I thought I had scraped it up but I didn’t and it was killing me even though I was drunk.
There were numerous calls wondering where we were. Sounding something like “RED! RED! Pick up! Why you do me like that?”
“Pick up“? This isn’t like a home answering machine. I did call back and left a message telling him I just didn’t feel like dealing with his drunk ass.
Sunday brought another hangover but not quite as bad. Shortie and I did some beach time and when the strap from the chair tugged on my hand I nearly hit the roof. I had forgotten about slamming my hand and Shortie and I knew we would have to piece together some of the weekends events on the drive home.
Mom told Shortie she was welcome anytime especially since I seemed to have more fun with her than The Folks. Shortie said, “I don’t know, I seem to get Red into trouble.”
Mom said, “Good!”
Orange Crush
1 1/2 oz. Vodka
3/4 oz. Triple Sec
Orange Juice
Combine vodka and triple sec in an old fashioned glass filled with ice, fill with orange juice and stir.
**Note: The original post has been modified upon finding out that ALL of those guys ARE married with children including the dawgs who were hitting on Shortie and I. We were unaware of this and want no part of it. I guess our instincts to ditch them were right-on.
It’s important to understand the nothing box
24 Jun 2008 1 Comment
With my last boyfriend there are times we would be hanging out or at dinner and I would look up at him and he would have this very serious look on his face. This happened quite often and I avoided asking that typical chick question “Whatcha thinking?” So I would smile and stare back.
Then one day a co-worker, The Albanian Metro Boy, showed me this video:
I shared it with my boyfriend and we had a good laugh about how true it all was.
As time went by and the boyfriend and I became more comfortable with each other I would ask, “What’s on your…. Ohhhh! Are you in that nothing box?”
“Ohhhhh… Yeah. Hold on I’m putting it away.”
Check out my hot ride
24 Jun 2008 2 Comments
in Cars
This is my boss’s new ride… Well, it’s her husbands.
Yesterday Mrs. Chickie was driving this loaner car:
Today I have a loaner car and I’m not happy about it. They said it was all they had but I’ve heard that before but that time they gave me a Miata. Today I got this:
I was stunned and very unhappy about driving around in this. I said, “Are you sure you don’t have anything else?”
Me thinks this could be a bad sign. My car is not under warranty anymore yet I took it to the dealership since there is an issue they thought they fixed yet didn’t. Getting the Caravan gives me a bad feeling this isn’t going to go my way and could cost me bookoo.
I’m gonna need someone to buy me a drink since I won’t be able to afford it.
This is what I usually drive:
I love my car and I’m missing it very much right now. Sniff sniff
I’m about to lose THOUSANDS of hours
23 Jun 2008 Leave a Comment
in movies, Uncategorized
And now… So will YOU!
Check this out:
Shining (Romantic Comedy)
Evidently, this trailer started it all.
For more check out The Trailer Mash.
Boobs of Life?
23 Jun 2008 1 Comment
in hmmm Tags: Add new tag
Someone found my blog by searching on “boobs of life“. That cracks me up. I haven’t seen one that good since someone googled “red pubic hair“. And by-the-way when they googled red pubic hair they got “The Head is growing Pubes“. I guess that doesn’t sound too good either, huh?
This past weekend was fun filled. It’s taking a bit to write it up but I’ve made it to work even though I am tired, sore and got bruises. I’m just thanking the big dude upstairs that I finally got that new mattress cause it’s a huge help in my recuperation from the weekend.
How Green is your Plastic?
18 Jun 2008 2 Comments
in family, Green Tags: family, Green, plastic
The topic of bottled water has come up quite often in discussion with friends. I caught a news report on this some months ago and have made a concerted effort not to use bottled water. I have been using my own bottles and tap water. So much money has been put into cleaning our tap water so why put more money into costly bottled water and contributed to all the plastic in our dumps.
Ahh plastic! That has been a more recent news topic. Mrs. Chickie (a coworker of mine) has mentioned it and how she has been cleaning the bad plastics out of her house and away from her three children. I admit I have been lax in looking it up and educating myself even though it has been a prevalent topic in the news.
Today Mrs. Chickie stopped by my desk and noticed all my plastic containers of fruit and salad as well as my water bottle. She started checking what number they were and was ohhing and ahhing about how bad my plastic is. Finally, I did some research. She suggested checking out Z Recommends, which is a blog with a wide range of information geared towards a safer environment for your kids.
I started by Googling “plastic” and that turned up everything except what I was looking for so I tried “good plastic, bad plastic”. This brought me to a blog titled “A Bunch of Greens” geared towards living green and a post titled “Good Plastic – Bad Plastic”. This has a fantastic overview but I became very bothered because my new water bottle, purchased at Starbucks, is a #7. I guess I figured this is just the type of thing Starbucks would be on top of, which is why I purchased the water bottle. Yes I should have done my own research from the git so I guess I was disappointed in both myself as well as Starbucks.
I forged forward looking for more information and came upon a wealth of info that I am still going through. I found a site called “The Green Guide” and seems its part of the National Geographic web site. I can’t wait to see what else they have but their info on plastics is extensive starting with “Green Learning: Plastics by the Numbers”.
I’m finding a lot of information but I’m still bothered by my recent Starbucks purchase. I went to Their website to see if I could write to them about my disappointment. This is what you do when you are older… You write letters when you are dissatisfied with a company. Well, my Mother wrote letters I write little blurby emails expressing my disgust with them as well as myself.
“I recently bought a water bottle from my local Starbucks in my town’s Safeway. I’ve heard about the issues with plastics lately but neglected to do any research. I decided to purchase a new water bottle from Starbucks figuring you guys were on top of this type thing. I have recently done my research and found the grade of plastic used is one of the worst ones out there 7. I was shocked to find this out since I figured Starbucks would be on top of this situation. I am disappointed to say the least as well as disappointed in myself for placing such trust in Starbucks.”
I was honest I didn’t put all the blame on them. I wasn’t even sure what I expected them to do but I had this need to express my disappointment in both of us.
It wasn’t long before I got this response:
“Hello Red,
Thank you for contacting Starbucks Coffee Company.
We will happily offer a full refund or exchange for the original price paid if the original sales receipt is presented with the merchandise within 90 days of purchase. If the original receipt is not available, the last sale price will be refunded. Also, if the returned item was purchased with cash or a check and the refunded amount is over $25 we will need to issue a refund check which will be mailed within thirty days.
If you have any other questions or concerns, please do not hesitate to contact us at 1-(800)-235-2883.
Thanks again for contacting Starbucks Coffee Company.
Sincerely,
Tim G.
Starbucks Customer Relations“
Wow! I didn’t think I would be offered a refund. I will definitely be taking them up on that but I have to admit I’m a little disappointed the environmental point seems to have gone unmentioned.
I started going through my kitchen and checking numbers on anything plastic, especially my water bottles. I am shocked that all of my water bottles are a #7. I definitely have more reading to do but now , hopefully, I have caught you up and given you some good sites to do your own research to make better choices for your families.
Beach Season in the OC may now begin
14 Jun 2008 Leave a Comment
in alcohol, Beach, family Tags: alcohol, Beach, family
It’s my first trip to the beach of the 2008 Summer Beach Season. I’m a little later in the season than usual but “Better late than never“, I say.
Minnie Red* and I rode down with The Folks to save on gas… At least I saved on gas cause Dad paid for it.
We arrived just in time for Happy Hour on the Bay at Macky’s. Dad didn’t go over since Tiger was golfing and he couldn’t miss it. So Mom, Minnie Red and I trecked over. We started with The Bucket and had them fill it with Orange Crush. I promised my boss I would send pics of me drinking since that is what she does to me. So I had Minnie Red take the picture below.
After Mom and I finished The Bucket she had two B-52s. I asked the bartender if he had ever heard of a “Mini Guinness”, consisting of half Kahlua and half Bailey’s. He quickly whipped one up and offered it to Mom who threw it back real fast. She said her B-52 tasted like water after that. Meanwhile, I was drinking some concoction consisting of blueberry Stoli and lemonade. I picked up the tab since Dad paid for gas, I figured the least I could do was get Mom drunk.
When we got back to the Condo Mom filled Dad in on what he missed and quickly said “nite nite” cause she was DONE.
It wasn’t too long before Dad was jonesing for some sandwiches from Anthony’s. So he quickly offered a “I’ll buy if you fly” deal. Damn those sandwiches are good!
Saturday Morning brings a new day and a reminder of some freaky crazy dreams I had last night, must be this ocean air. The call has been made over to get the wave-runner out and Minnie Red is going to get her first experience on one. I’m a little nervous but I think we’ll have fun and I’ll try not to throw her off.
*Mini Red will hence forth be known as Minnie Red. This request was made after our trip to Disney a few weeks ago. Maybe I will have time to write this weekend and cath you all up on our trip as well as other things such as the kidney stone I had. It’s been an interesting year so far.
The newest wedding reception tradition
07 Jun 2008 3 Comments
I was reminded, recently, of the most unusual event I’ve ever seen at a wedding.
Fortunately, I was able to capture it. This was at least five years ago and my camera was the first digital camera I ever had. It by no means has the capablities of the digital cameras today, but it got the job done.
So I’m at this wedding in Massachusets when they cleared the dance floor. A chair was brought out and they had the Groom take the seat. He was approached by the Bride’s Sister-In -Law and what happened next just shocked the crap out of my friends and I.
But that was not the end of it… The Bride wanted to get in on the action.
The days of throwing the bouquet or the garter are gone. The newest pastime is for the women to give the Groom a lap dance.
It’ll give you chills
06 Jun 2008 Leave a Comment
I just read the most touching post by Throwing Hammers.
He has recently experienced a loss that has hurt him deeply and expressed himself so eloquently and completes it with a message I seem to keep seeing recently.
I mention this and give you the link for several reasons:
