Thursday, March 27, 2008
We're Going to Disneyland Bitches!
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
My Husband is the Best!
I have loved the B-52's since I was about 15 years old. In fact, one of my very first concerts ever was the B-52's. My mom drove me all the way to Park City one summer saturday night to see them. She was a super sport! Well, ever since I found out that the B's were releasing a new album (their first in 16 years) I've been crazy excited! And then one day, they announced that they would be coming to Utah on the True Colors concert tour (www.truecolorstour.com). I was as giddy as a 15 year old gay boy! Now, Chris is aware of my total enjoyment of the B's and on Friday he tells me, "Don't get your hopes up, but I'm trying to win you tickets to the B-52's from the radio station". This is true love! He had to text the radio station all weekend long to enter the contest as much as possible and, what do you know, HE WON! Chris isn't as excited as I am. I know for a fact that he just likes the B's. Maybe even just tolerates them. But for him to spend the entire weekend texting a radio station so that I could get free tickets is amazing. I can't thank him enough. I love that he knows me so well and that his love for me is so deep. I have the best husband in all the world!
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Beardy McNoShaves
Let's Talk About Cats
So I hate cats. I just want to put that out there. I hate ‘em. They’re bitchy and selfish and they always want to rub up against me and they’re everywhere and I’m mildly allergic. Oh, and the wild ones outside always walk all over my car and leave paw prints on the windshield. When I would see one running across the street, I would never swerve to miss it. I think this hatred of cats was passed on to my from my father, who got it from his mother. So when I think now, about how I have the cutest cat in the world named Skittles and how now when I see a dead cat in the road I kind of freak out and get all worried and I tell Skittles that she can NEVER EVER leave the house, I think my dad would laugh at me. Chris tells me my dad would be proud though. That I can care for something and that I can open my heart up in a way that I never thought I could. Yeah, he would be proud. And he would tease the every-living hell out of me.
Post Script, I still hate cats. I only like Skittles. She’s the only cat for me!
Sunday, March 2, 2008
My New Celebrity Crush Is...
I Haven't Blogged... What's Up With That?
Anyhow, I'm still here. I have things to say. They will be said. Maybe soon.