What my office needs…
17 Oct 2008 4 Comments
An expense report has already been submitted stating it’s for “Strategic Planning“.
A Photo Post from the Birthday Weekend
19 Aug 2008 4 Comments
in alcohol, Beach, birthday, friends
It was Friday, the crew have all arrived and we were ready to begin the evening’s festivities at Fager’s Island. Notice the cups and I’m already drunk and wearing lipstick even.
I’ve decided to help with Nicole’s Bachlorette missions so I climbed on the platform with her to do the pole dancing. Notice the cup?
I don’t know why I’m making that face and I vaguely remember the flower in my hair. Oh and that’s Colton… One of the Lacrosse Boys. Notice the cup?
I’m over heated from dancing and trying to use the glow necklace they gave us as a headband.
Saturday afternoon at Seacrets and drinking again. The drinking was the only thing helping us feel better after the previous evening. Notice the cups?
These people were nice enough to offer us their table so I took a photo op and he decided to show off his tattoo. I gave them a cup.
The cousins arrived and bought me some shots. We tried to get a family photo but Pink Shorts dude wanted in on the photo.
When he heard it was my 40th Birthday he said, “You need a 21 yr old to just JACK HAMMER you!“ Then he did his impression of a jack hammer. We took a picture together before one of the cousins ran him off. Ends up Sis knows him but he did not get a cup.
We finally got the family photo.
Mrs. M and I left Seacrets early and missed Wesley Snipes but we had good reason… Crabs!
We pre-ordered the crabs which meant there was a specified time to pick them up. We also did the set up so everyone could cop a squat and pick the crabs as soon as they got back from Seacrets. Here I’m doing my best Vanna White impression before dropping the crab down the front of me and covering me in Old Bay.
We cleaned up and headed back to Seacrets. In the midst of it all we stopped to watch Phelps win yet another Gold Medal. People were yelling and screaming and it was all so exciting but I’m just getting my hearing back.
Our evening at Seacrets was another fun night except for when I gave them a scare when I disappeared. I was being lead out of Seacrets to a cooler spot with my dance partner but I refused to leave. We found a quiet spot and hung out. I was drunk off my ass but still had my wits about me… somewhat. I think my goal was to scare him off by biting him but he bit me back. Imelda soon found me and I feared she would kick his ass. I don’t think he was too happy when I left. Sorry dude… It was fun while it lasted but at least you got a cup.
I was promptly sent home probably for fear of what I would do next. It didn’t take me long to get into bed but I was up about an hour later when I noticed there was more than just Sis and I in the bed. Motz, Shortie and Nicole had climbed in too. It was cozy but Motz was trying to get Sis to take her earrings out for her. Poor Motz had the worst hangover the next day. It seems the pizza at Seacrets did her in. At least Liz was there to help a Sistah out.
There are still more pictures on the way but not sure what I will be able to post. There is a lot of imcriminating evidence of yours truly acting the fool. Oh yes even more than what I have posted here.
To everyone that that came I can’t thank you enough for such an amazing weekend. I’m beginning to think we should do this every year.
Still trying to piece together last night
16 Aug 2008 1 Comment
Seems yours truly got TRASHED last night.
We started at Macky’s. Mom said to be sure to let Danny know it’s my birthday weekend and to give him some cups. I guess I should mention that Sis got 100 cups that say it’s my 40th birthday and they have my url.
Shortie and I shared a Bucket of Orange Crush. There were Miller Lite Girls offering to buy our second round of Miller Lite. I gave them each a cup in the end they gave me a cooler and I found 9 whistles in the pocket. All of us wore them for the rest of the night, which made us very annoying.
After Macky’s we came back and showered and got ready to head out again. Our last two arrived and we… I mean at least I was already getting my drink on… Cranberry Vodka.
When Sis arrived she expressed her concern for me because the Cranberry Vodka is what I was drinking when I got puking trashed at the DMB concert years before. Well… Last night I wasn’t puking trashed but slurring trashed.
We headed over to Fager’s and the line was incredible. One of the girls went to the front and told them we had a combination bachelorette and 40th birthday party. They pulled us all into another area and got all the details. The bachelorette and I got in for free… The others got discounts and they gave us tasks to complete. They had it together and I was pleasantly surprised by it all. We then walked in ahead of everyone.
The stories I’m hearing and the photos I’m seeing are a bit scary. Tongue contests and the dancing… Oh my the dancing. I was under the impression that the more I danced the faster this alcohol would wear off and then maybe I could see straight again.
Evidently, I was dancing with someone but I thought I was dancing with everyone out there. Oh and there was the lacrosse team… Oye! I think I should stop there.
Everyone is very concerned about what I’m typing right now.
By the end of the night I was good and the slurring stopped. As we were about to walk back into the condo I noticed them. I went running and they were all wondering who these young’uns were I was hugging. It was my cousins! They were on their way back from Seacrets. They will be meeting up with all of us back at Seacrets this afternoon.
So we all made it back safe and sound. It was 3am and the condo was silent as I climbed into bed. I couldn’t believe that a condo filled with 9 women could be so quiet. I guess everyone just passed out.
Oh what a night!
Happy Jamaican New Year!
06 Aug 2008 1 Comment
in alcohol, Beach, food, vacation
This was the view from our balcony at the beach tonight:
The picture doesn’t do it justice by any means but that is Minnie Red‘s head on the bottom there. This had to be the best fireworks we have ever seen from Seacrets. If you click on the photo and look real close you might notice the *Waxing Crescent Moon in the background. Tonight I realized that every time I’ve seen fireworks they have been red, white & blue. These were purple, gold, orange and anything else you could think of.
After my last post I changed my mind and decided not to drive to Dewey. Instead I had a hankering for a Mojo Rumba at Macky’s. For some reason I wanted to pronounce it Moho but I finally got it right. This was a first for me and what I mean is I went and sat at a bar by myself.
I met a great local couple that told me about the record breaking Blue Marlin that was brought in yesterday weighing 935.5 lbs. WOW! They also let me know that Fager’s and Galaxy 66 have the best food that can be found in Ocean City.
BUT what they were really emphatic about is the crab cakes at the Crab Cake Factory and at Cowboyz Smokehouse. They tell me there really is no filler and it’s all crab meat and this is why they can’t fry them. The Crab Cake Factory ships almost anywhere so be sure to check out their link. If you do place an order be sure to let them know you heard about them from Kathy.
After four… Yes four of the Mojo Rumba’s I was done. I stumbled down the street to Dumsers and ordered myself a cheesesteak. Evidently, the cheesesteak was on special and came with fries. WOOHOO! I have been so good lately and this was gonna ruin it all but I didn’t care. Once the order was ready I stumbled back to the condo to chow down. Luckily, I couldn’t eat it all and only got half way through. About that time The Folks and Minnie Red arrived home with Grotto pizza, which I didn’t touch. I layed down on the couch and promply passed out but not before I put my foot on the floor to keep the room from spinning.
Soon after the sun went down I woke up and not feeling very well. I took some excedrin for the headache and I’m guzzling the water and with any luck maybe I’ll run in the morning. I’m just thankful I didn’t eat the whole thing. I prefer not to eliminate something I want to eat but to just have smaller… way smaller portions. Last year I would have eaten the entire thing. Seems this is all working… I bumped into a friend I haven’t seen for a few months and he noted I was looking better… slimmer. Woohoo!
Seems I woke in plenty of time to catch Project Runway but more importantly the fireworks.
Another wonderful day of vacation and this one was particularly quiet plus I met a personal challenge to hang at a bar alone and meet some new people.
*The Waxing Crescent Moon is a term I got from Minnie Red. Last year they did an entire unit on the moon and the sun. I’m so proud of her… She is soooo smart.
Another Beach Weekend but no Buckets for Red this time
21 Jul 2008 2 Comments
I arrived later than I would have liked on Friday but a little after 6 isn’t bad.
The Moms, Mine and Viper’s, had already been to Happy Hour at Macky’s but no buckets for them. The Dads, Mine and Viper’s, were golfing and didn’t get back til sometime after 7pm. Sis, Viper and Meg came through the door about 8pm.
By the time they had all arrived I had taken quite a few pulls off the kegerator. I don’t really know how many but I lost count after 6… I think it was 6. So when they were ready to hit Macky’s I had to bail. Sis Viper, Meg and Mr. Viper headed over to see what it was like after Happy Hour. This chick hit the pillow and I was O-U-T, out. I never even heard them come in.
Saturday was a full day. The majority of the group took turns on the wave runner then lunch at Macky’s on the beach. I started drinking before noon but since it was on the beach it was ok, right? Some of us then hit the beach for a few hours and it was all we could do to calm Viper down since he was itching to get over to Seacrets and introduce his parents to that scene.
I love to see what people wear when they go out and especially when they come walking into Seacrets. The Mom’s had showered where as Sis, Viper and Meg just threw something over their suits. I changed out of my bathing suit since it’s a once piece and put on my shortish shorts and a tank cause it was gonna be hot over there. Plus if I drank as much as I was hoping to I was gonna need to pee and a one-piece is not your friend in that scenario.
Dad had gotten their first and he has a way of always getting us a table and usually a good one too. We had good seats and definitely got a great view of all the interesting characters. There were several interesting mullets but my camera only captured one. Luckily enough it also caught Mom’s favorite regular… “Teacher“.
But the mullet wasn’t bad compared to the guy Mom named “Lewd Dude“. We noticed him leaning both elbows on one of the tables as he was thrusting his pelvis. Yes he was standing there all alone looking like he was ready to jump the table or any thing that passed him for that matter. When he got really going he rolled up his shorts and started strutting like the beach was his stage. Sis grabbed my camera and got some interesting shots.
He pulls this chick up there with him and… Well… I don’t know what he was doing but notice the bills in his shorts. Oh and did you notice he is wearing goggles. WTF???
You definitely get to see all walks of life at Seacrets and you get to see them drunk. Drunk in the early afternoon, in the late afternoon, early evening and late evening. I love seeing the people with the tattoo’s. Most are awful but here is an interesting couple. There is nothing half-assed about their tattoos.
The funny thing about the beach is how you can leave your stuff and walk away and feel secure that no one will steal it. The same goes at Seacrets especially with the shoes.
Seacrets was a blast as usual. Later in the evening when we were on the balcony we watched as some chick bit the pavement. When she finally got up she proceeded to puke all over herself as her friends tried to walk her down the street.
I never did get any buckets this past weekend but in two weeks I will have a week in OC and I’m sure there will be plenty of opportunity for buckets. In sitting down and looking at my calendar I can see how crazy things are getting but not work wise.
This weekend there is Kings Dominion with my company and the Reggae Festival on Sunday. I can’t believe it’s the end of July already. Minnie Red is off to the beach this weekend and won’t be back til mid-August before she is off to her Dad’s and… Oh my she won’t be home til late August just before School starts. I will have my week at the beach during the White Marlin Tournament. I love watching them bring those fish in.
I’ll be back for less than a week before I’m back at the beach with the girls. There will be 10 of us celebrating… Us and it happens to be when Yours Trulyturns 40 and if you’ve read for a while you know I’m not happy about turning 40. The weekend promises to be outstanding and I’m not even afraid of Imelda’s threats to get me trashed and connect my dots. That’s because my dots are already connected so no fun there. I am so excited about this weekend The Chicago Girls are flying in plus there will be Sis, Squirrely Gurl, Mrs. M and Shortie to name a few. All people I have been known to get into trouble with or rather they get me into trouble.
So if that isn’t enough I will be spending Labor Day weekend in Chicago. Nicole and Louie are finally tying the knot and Mrs. M and I are in the wedding.
So there you have it my summer is OVER. I think I’m gonna cry except for… It isn’t really over and I just can’t wait to experience it all.
The Woman at seacrets tells me
19 Jul 2008 4 Comments
We were talking about freckles and our fair skin and she says to me:
“Honey! No man has had a real woman til he’s had a woman with freckles on her tits!”
The Buckets Multiply
12 Jul 2008 2 Comments
So the crazy work week is done and Minnie Red and I have hitched a ride to the beach with The Folks. We didn’t leave til 9pm on Friday but at least I don’t have to pay for the gas.
Minnie Red and I both slept in til 10 Saturday morning. That is very unusual for me but I guess I needed it. I may have slept in but I’m not feeling 100%. I am trying my best to shake off the stress in my neck but it won’t go away so fast.
Oh yeah and the MRI I had Friday morning didn’t help anything either. I don’t think I will ever do a closed MRI again. Then again I’m hoping it will be a long while before another one is needed. At least I went in the tube thing feet first but my arms were above my head and I had to do some heavy breathing to calm myself down. I didn’t want to let on that I was uncomfortable but since I could see out the end of the tube that made it easier. Every time I was nudged this way or that way I would have to do some heavy breathing because it was becoming more and more difficult to see the end (outside) of the tube. I tried closing my eyes but my brain would then call me a Pansy and dare me to open them and see the close quarters I was in.
I couldn’t help but think about those movies about traveling in space and being in some closed tube in hyper-sleep. What if you woke up and there were malfunctions and you couldn’t slide out of the tube that was holding you in the hyper-sleep. Then what if the oxygen stopped flowing into the hyper-sleep chamber. You wouldn’t even be able to move your arms to get yourself out of there. You would be totally controlled by the machinery of that ship you were in. Plus if it decided to turn on you like HAL from 2001 you would really be screwed. THAT would be terrifying. I don’t think I will ever do that space travel stuff… When we get to that point, of course.
So, anyhow, the goal of this weekend is to just chill myself out. Minnie Red and I headed up on the beach while The Folks when out on the wave runner. It was a perfect beach day with just the right amount of sun along with a perfect breeze. The only problem is the rip current was off da hook. The Lifeguards were definitely on their toes since, evidently, they could see the rip current and would then blow their whistle at whoever they could see was about to be caught. They would then direct them which way to swim to help them get out of it. The funny thing is most of the people would ignore the Lifeguards. That water may have been rough but the waves were big and absolutely beautiful.
I couldn’t bring myself to sleep let alone read due to all the fabulous sites. People are so fascinating to watch. For example, several weekends ago Shortie and I were on the beach and this rather large woman had on shorts that said “Cheereader” across the butt. Something seemed to be missing and it took us a few minutes to realize the “L” was lost in her crack. Today there were so many people and they all love to strut their stuff and take walks down the beach e.g. the two women with the feathered hair and cowboy hats looking like Sissy from “Urban Cowboy“.
We came back and hit the pool and Minnie Red was tickled pink I got in. We threw the ball and played with some of the other kids. I think Minnie Red really had fun. I let her hang out at the pool while I headed back to do laundry and take a nap. The Folks were already napping and it seemed like a good idea.
I still didn’t feel 100% after the nap but figured sharing a Bucket with Mom’s at Macky’s would help. Mom’s favorite bartender, Danny, was there and he makes the best Orange Crush Bucket’s. I felt great after the first Bucket but felt the need for more. Mom was a little skeptical but it didn’t take much to twist her arm and order another. Besides Dad had finally showed and she was hoping he would help her. When I placed the order with Danny he raised his eyebrow at me. I said “I’m doing the bucket with Mom instead of Dad and I’m a better Bucket drinker than he his“. The second Bucket was more difficult than the first but Minnie Red and I started playing one of those video games so I pushed the Bucket on Mom and Dad more.
As it got later more of the evening people were showing up such as this one Bachlorette Party. Our Bucket caught their attention and we suggested they get the Orange Crush. So they got three.
Minnie Red was anxious to hit the beach and practice her cartwheels so we didn’t stay at Macky’s much longer. The plan was to practice cartwheels, walk up the beach, do the Maui Mini Golf and then walk back down the highway for Ice Cream at Dumser’s.
Minnie Red is having a real hard time doing the cartwheels and I’m not sure how to instruct her so I grabbed her legs and lifted her off the ground trying to give her an idea of how her legs should reach for the sky. This did not go over so well and we both fell. At this point she wanted me to just watch from afar but If I looked away or pulled out my phone she would charge me. I finally got up and decided to show her how to do the cartwheel. I thought I was too old for this and I am but I can still do a cartwheel, especially after a few drinks. There was a while there that I would do a cartwheel after a few drinks and I even did that on the streets of Adams Morgan once… Only once though. I’ve learned my lesson on that, thank goodness. I did several cartwheels and Minnie Red said I did have my legs straight and fully extend as they should be but it seems I temporarily hurt myself. When you do a cartwheel you learn there are muscles down there that don’t get used on a daily basis. Unless, of course, you do cartwheels everyday.
So Minnie Red and I were not agreeing on this cartwheel stuff and next thing I know we were wrestling on the beach and Mom was kicking her young butt. It must have been a sight cause then I took off and she couldn’t keep up until I stopped to let her catch up. We were both giggling and having a good time together. It was very much needed after the past few crazy weeks. We walked up the beach to 58th street and headed over to the Maui Mini Golf. At first she was kicking my butt until she kept hollering for mulligans and of course I gave in. In the end I kicked her sand covered butt as I should cause I am MOMMA RED!
We walked down to Dumser’s for some much deserved ice cream. On this walk is when I realized how much sand I still have allover me. I even found it down between my boobs. I thinks the cars driving by enjoyed the sight of me finding sand down there as I walked down Coastal Highway. We got to Dumsers, still covered in sand, and we always get the same thing… soft serve ice cream. She gets the chocolate and I get the mix of chocolate and vanilla. We made a bit of a mess but it was the perfect end to a perfect day.
Now all I have to do is hop in the shower and get this sand off me so I can hit the hay.
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.
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.
