As usual, I am completely and totally on top of things and posting pics from my trip the moment a week after I got home.  (doh)

Friday-
Headed to the airport that morning, PC detoured to Starbucks for my favorite giant cup of yumminess (Venti nonfat extra hot Caramel Macchiato thankyouverymuch) where we learned they now make VEGGIE breakfast sandwiches.  They’ve offered ones with bacon or whatever for awhile now (puke).  PC has even asked if they made NON-meat ones before and while they have offered to pull the offensive meat off he’s assured them that won’t work (thank you….add to the billion reasons I love him).  While I’m not a huge fan of eggs or even breakfast for that matter, I have a weakness for egg sandwiches with an abundance of cheese.  Mmmm…

Arrived in Roxyville at noon in 60degree sun shiney weather.  Poor Roxy had been having a rather serious ‘issue’ with her eye.  “Eyepes” is what she was calling it- doh.  So while Roxy went to see a specialist Quicksilver fetched me.  I’d decided to use one of the drink coupons I have been sent a plethora of (gotta love Southwest!) and gotten a Bloody Mary on the flight.  With a wink the flight attendant hands over a cup with slightly ‘pink’ colored liquid in it and mentions that- “I make them a bit strong”  Right….and that. he. most. definitely. did.  Fast forward to Vixen hopping off that plane just a teeeensy bit tipsy.  *ahem*

After the airport we scooped up Roxy and headed to their favorite Mexican restaurant for a late lunch.  Where we enjoyed frozen Tequila in a glass, otherwise known as very, very strong margaritas. Haha- but very good.

That night friends came over.  More tequila and of course, beer.

Love this quote.  Too funny!

Silly girls in the bathroom.  Lots and lots of pictures of this….  *shaking head*  See Roxy’s totally rockin goggles so she can go in the spa?!  PINK!

Crackin up while Roxy continues on.

Bite me Quicksilver.  Haha…literally.

They are just too freakin’ cute.  I *heart* them. 
*happy sigh*

Roxy gets this awesome idea to try to light a pretzel.  So the question is, can you smoke a pretzel?  The answer?  Uh, no….while it does light, it then just smells like shit.  Gotta love the girl for her cleverness though! (haha)

I petered out early that night.  I suck.  After an entire week of insomnia, combined with an early morning to make it to the airport….I crashed.  Hard. 

Saturday-
Woke up feeling much more refreshed…but to overcast skies.  *shrug*  No worries.  Hit The Tilted Kilt for lunch.  I have given up my dream of becoming a Hooters girl.  I now have greater aspirations.  Pfffbbbttt…I scoff at the Hooter girls after oogling over seeing the girls here.
(I didn’t take this picture…)

Who doesn’t love an outfit like this?!  Hell, I want to walk around my house in this outfit every day.  HOT HOT HOT!  This could be my dream job! (as long as they don’t require me to remember orders or carry a tray….) The downside (ish) is they have very little choices for me (= vegetarian) in the way of food.  But hell, they still sell beer and as I’ve pointed out (several times) THE GIRLS!!!  Food…huh?  *wink*

Roxy’s “Eyepes” replica.  Roxy is the bestest artist EVER (seriously….she is)

So besides the obvious ‘best parts’ of visiting Roxy (Roxy herself, Quicksilver, good times, tequila, beer….) is having Mexican food for almost every meal. I LOVE Mexican food.  Wait.  Just so you understand.  I LOVE MEXICAN FOOD.  I could live off of it alone.  But for the sake of PC and the kiddos I try to only make them eat it cook it several times a week.  Mmmm……

Me + Tequila= happiness (see that smile?!?!)

*happy sigh*

BFF’s

Shots shots shots!

….lick…..

This picture makes me giggle. (obviously)  The more Quicksilver has to drink, the less able you can see his eyes when he smiles. It’s super funny.  So in all the pics he was trying different expressions to keep his eyes WIDE OPEN.

Yep.  See, Roxy’s gotta be super careful not to get that water in her eye (hence the goggles…)!

Sunday-
Gotta say…I’ve woken up feeling better (blech).  Quicksilver made a Starbucks run and that definitely helped (slightly).

Spent the day chillin…in the house.  Where it was warmer.  Now, I’m not going to complain too much here.  At home it was blizzarding with single digit temps, so 50 degree temps with overcast hardly seems like something to bitch about (doh). Anyway.  After a yummy lunch at Pick Up Stix (seriously, they have GOT to branch out here!!!) the boys watched football and us girls gabbed and drank beer.  At one point Biker Dude is asking if we want another beer and Quicksilver intervenes, telling him if he really wanted to get our attention he needed to email or text us.  *snort* 

At some point in the day we made snacks.  Gotta prep…. 
For the de-veining of jalapenos ya pervs!

Bwahaha…….

So there you go.  Next trip out will hopefully be for Roxy’s birthday.

(gotta add here….PC was an absolute *angel* while I was away.  The things he enables me to do and enjoy, yeah, he’s incredible…..  Heart swelling —->me.)

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This past wkend the family went for our annual trip to the Stockshow and Rodeo.  My parents took me when I was growing up and we have carried on the tradition with our kiddos.  I was giddy when I came across the Coors Light travel RV.  Are you kidding me?!  My dream vacation!!!!  I could go camping in this!

*grins*

Have a fabulous Monday! 

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~ xo

Vixen

Well.

I came (to California, ya pervs!)

We drank (tequila…two bottles to be exact)

We saw….  *grins*

 
I’m traveling Monday….  Full recap to follow.

~ xo

Vixen

The thing I haven’t mentioned as of yet…is that I met someone.  In Vegas.

Beneath the stars.  The midnight sky, illuminated by the Sin City lights.  The air warm and pleasant.  At a club called The Ghost Bar.  After being wined and dined earlier in the evening.  We flirted shamelessly….standing on the floor made of glass, the 55th floor, dressed to the nines…me in the perfect little black dress.  Paired with impossibly high sling-back heels. 

His hand lingering on my lower back, through out the night…of the dress that was cut seductively low.

He said I was crazy and spontaneous…  I supposed in Vegas you can be anyone you’d like to be, because neither of which am I.

He referred to something that had happened earlier, that I had talked him into… asking if I always got my way.  To which I replied… “yes.  I usually do.”  He called me a temptress. Yes…I’m quite good at it.  Being persuasive.

He told me I was killing him slowly…in that dress, with those heels.  I couldn’t help but grin (blushing), turning my eyes down.  He lifted my chin up, so that I was looking into his eyes….bringing his lips close to mine, until he kissed me.

Later…in the darkened room, illuminated by those big city lights….despite it being nearly 4:00 a.m.  In the city that never sleeps.  With his lips buried in my neck, he whispered- “you’re bad…“

I turned my neck to the side, allowing him to nibble along my collar bone whispering back-
“…I am bad. I think that you probably like that about me.”

I unbutton his shirt, slowly forcing him backwards, towards the bed…pushing him down on it as I slid my body on top of his.  Heels and panties having already been tossed aside.  Just before my mouth covered his, huskily he says….
“Well, the best times are always with the bad ones…the bad ones with little black dresses.”

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~ xo

Vixen

Roxy and Quicksilver got in Friday evening.  We took them to our favorite sushi restaurant then headed home to hop in the hot tub with beer and Donnie (Don Ramon Tequila for newbies or those who don’t pay attention).  Mmmmm……  Everyone passed out cold, exhausted not long after midnight.

Saturday…
After dropping the kiddos off with their cousins, we headed downtown to check into our hotel and begin the ‘gussying up’.  For the girls anyway…the guys planned on catching a nap and watching some sports TV.

A properly stocked hotel fridge…  Duh (us= lushes)

Show time!  We had 7:00 reservations at our favorite Mexican/Margarita place.  Our hotel was only a couple blocks off the main drag, very near the Coyote Ugly we planned on ending up at after dinner.  Perfect, inadvertent planning on our part.  No problem! -(normally) because there is a free shuttle/bus system that will haul you anywhere you like along the main street in the Downtown area.  Except for this one night everything was shut down to due road work.  Hmm.  Really?!?!?! On a SATURDAY night?!?!?  After walking 800 blocks (ok, I might be exaggerating a tiiiiny bit) and Roxy and I already had blisters forming on our feet from our heels (which are NOT made for hiking!) we tell our guys that this shit isn’t gonna fly.  They save the day, like the true Prince Charmings that they are, and hire a Rickshaw to take us the other 50 (only slightly exaggerating) blocks.  (((our feet)))

So.  Later (finally) at the restaurant.  MARGARITAS!!!

Roxy and Quicksilver

Hmm…what shall we call my friend….Sexy Friend?  Yes….SF.  *grins*

And the creativity flows after the 2nd of the super strong margaritas.

It’s time for shots.  Because I was the birthday girl, I was offered a free sopapilla (snort….she clearly did not know me very well) or a shot (NOW we’re talking!) of Jose Cuervo (oooooooooooooooh HELL NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO)…  I believe PC took that shot for me.  The shot we DID all do was from a bottle of blah-blah-blah 1960something tequila.  I really should remember this shit.  Mainly bc…it was seriously THE. BEST. SHOT I’ve ever had in my life.  Which for the price…good thing *wink*  Quicksilver said next time he was going to buy an entire bottle.  YUM-MMMMY.  (seriously!!!)

Lime baby…..

Girls next

Alright.  We sucked up enough of our fabulous waitress time.  Time to head out.  Well….so much for hoping the bus system would be back up and running again.  500 blocks later (OuCh….) we’re at Coyote Ugly.  Roxy has to ditch her heels.  Her feet are done.  I’ve luckily drank enough that while my Cole Haans that I *adore* are super comfy and my *favorite perfect black heels*….they have tore my feet up as well.  No matter how well made and comfortable heels are, they were never intended to walk hike hundreds of miles.  Seriously NOT a happy camper with the people responsible for this inconvenience of NOT running the bus system that night.  *grumble grumble*

Yeah um….those silly boys.  Not that we didn’t all know PC loves it up the ass.  *giggle grins*

Ok.  So PC is wearing this shirt that snaps.  My sis couldn’t resist. As fast as he snapped it, she ripped it back open.  Bwahaha…

Go sis, go sis…..

I don’t even remember this picture being taken.  Or what we were doing…doh.

Coyotes

BODY SHOTS!!!

He’s such a slut *wink*

Ok, ok…I am too.  Ha!

SF, Roxy and I

What…he’s sexy!  I said!  (you can totally see him blushing, huh?)

Do a little dance, do a little whatever….get down tonight.

Ok.  So everyone keeps asking- “Who’s the girl?!?!”  Well.  Um.  I have no clue.  *LOL*  She worked in the CU gift store.  She was really loving the music.  Our table we had snagged was near her.  Hell.  Lets party with her.  Right!?

Ok yes.  And then there was some of that.

And some of this….when Danielle joined us.  (the girl is HOT….can’t blame Roxy AT. ALL!)

Oh you know…what’s a night when you don’t get totally inappropriate with the weird/creepy statue in the corner of the room. Pffbtt….

Our waitress.  One word.  Boobs.  Girl had it it going-ON.

Aww…PC and late nights aren’t really on the same page.  He needed to catch his second wind. And sis was sure maybe a tongue in his ear would help!

SF…and he said he wouldn’t dance!

Woooohoooo

Roxy gives my sister a lap dance

SF…  (psst lap dance)

So.  At some point in the night, I ran into the edge of the table.  Not just ‘ran’ into the edge of the table, but like rammed my pelvic bone into it.  It hurt like a fucking son of a bitch at the time but I blew it off.  Until the next morning when I was insanely sore.  And then that evening when I could tell- damn something was up.  Um.  Yeah…I’ve never hurt my pelvic bone like this before.  When something bleeds and becomes black and blue…  Well.  It’s a good sign you’ve done something beyond traumatic to your va-jay-jay
*cringe- ouch*
I mean don’t act too horrible surprised.  This is the same person who has cut themselves on a butter knife and burnt their stomach while cooking cupcakes.  Lord…… (and no, don’t be expecting pics of *that*)

Ta-da!

THE END!

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Have a fabulous Tuesday!

~ xo

Vixen

Friday Favorites-

Check out the girls below.  HOT HOT HOT!!!

Emmy…Right Turn With Out Signaling…..my two favorite things.  I mean seriously!

Barefoot Dreamer…..you’d all be jealous if I told you that I had a preview to this shot.  Huh?  So um, you wouldn’t be too surprised if I told you all that I immediately made it the wallpaper on my BB.  Right?  Wha???  *wink*

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The stars have all aligned for me recently.  Things are so perfectly perfect feeling. 

Friday morning I am leaving for a short weekend to Roxy-ville.  It will most likely be my last visit out there for awhile.  This is the time of year she becomes a slave to her job and will be busy, busy, busy.  As if it won’t be bad enough I can’t see her, she’ll be so busy days will go by that I probably won’t even be able to talk to her.  *humpf*  But wait, back to the happy part *giggle*.  And hey, her and Quicksilver are, after all, coming out for my birthday next month to see if we can top last years crazy fun.  Coyote Ugly has possibly recovered from the five us by now.  *wink*

All the necessary arrangements have been finalized for my girls trip this fall to the city that never sleeps (hint, hint).  I’m completely GIDDY with excitement.  And having everything set in stone makes it feel….real!

And.  AND…  I had a sleep over date with Ashton (aka Tall Glass of Yummy).  We haven’t seen each other since the middle of June.  Life gets in the way of fun sometimes (pout).  What can you do, ya know?  It was um, nice (*huge grins*) to spend some time together again. (and don’t think that PC didn’t reap some benefits from it either….*wink*)

Speaking of…  PC and I are doing amazing.  We hit a bit of a rough patch of sorts a bit ago, did some stumbling but are back on track.  Actually better than back on track, we might be doing the best we have been.  We’ve discovered our nitch- which makes us both super happy and we’re having some fabulous fun.

I’m just in a very good place and it all makes me sigh happily.  Love. that!

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Anywho.  Have a fantabulous weekend!

I leave you with two ‘not so great-but oh so funny’ pics from my last trip to see Roxy over the 4th of July, debaucherizing the Os Shirt.  Which, um, I think I saw being packed somewhere.  Hmmm….. *wink*

(Yes that is my bikini top AND hat on Quicksilver, yes that means I’m not wearing anything under the Os shirt and yes….Roxy’s got her hands full with that hubby of hers *snort*)

~ xo

Vixen