Friday Favorites-

Emmy…..

Sexy Sadie…..

Cheeky Minx.….

Scintillectual…..

Autumn…..


Path of Passion…..

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So, the Bon Jovi concert.  I had assured my sister I could still have fun with us going out and me not drinking.  Very rarely am I the designated driver….. actually, can’t remember the last time I was.  Um…it’s been THAT long (doh!).  We always drag PC along and it’s his job that he quite willingly does.  I have to admit, it’s sometimes probably for the best to have him along to keep us….not so much in check, but ’safe’.  KWIM?  I’ve mentioned my sometimes lack of common sense when I drink (remember my ‘drunk girl, sometimes stupid’ post????).  Anyway.  I think she did worry at one point that while I had assured her I could have fun not drinking, when I turned down the round of Patron shots (I know…ME turn down Patron?!  *shaking head*) she wondered if SHE could have fun w/ me not drinking.  It all worked out though.

We did have a good time at the concert that we have affectionately dubbed- Cheesefest 2010.  I honestly do NOT remember him being as cheesy/corny as he was.  The spirit fingers, jazz hands, booty shaking, jumping jack-type-dance….was a bit much. *snort* Not to the mention the 50something crowd everfreakinwhere that were seriously *SWOONING* over him and his ridiculousness.  I only had beer spilt on me several times by the woman who danced and screamed the. entire. time.  I’m pretty sure she was his biggest fan.  That lucky Bon Jovi….  ~wink~

Eventually we left bc we were over him to beat traffic. I suggested we hit the dive bar near her house.  I have to say the FUNNIEST/HIGHLIGHT of the night was my VERY straight sister being kissed by a way overly drunk girl trying to bum a cigarette.  When I informed Drunk Girl that I didn’t smoke and therefore did not have a cigarette she could bribe off of me, she became all eyes for my sister.  The look on my sisters face and watching Drunk Girl try to redeem sexual favors for a stupid cigarette were….comical, to say the least.

And apparently neither of us were the brightest of bulbs that night…..   The cute bartender we were schmoozing with kept asking what our plans were after the bar closed (we were there until closing).  We both realized (after the fact!!!) that he’d actually been hoping we’d invite him to go someplace else with us after wards.  Oh.  Oh!  Uh.  Duh!  (maybe it was my lack of alcohol combined with the amount she’d had???  ….IDK…….) But again.  DUH!

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I requested my Web Bitch to do some work on my site.  Wanted to point out several new (ok one is new, one is fixed) features.  People have brought it to my attention *coughSagecough* that there is no way to follow comments on posts of interest.  The other being that you used to be able to click on my header and it brought you ‘home’….but after  PC re-vamped my header last fall (the one the totally awesome Roxy made for my last birthday *GRINS*) it quit working.  I kissed up asked nicely and PC made the changes for me.  I should mention, my site is not easy to work on. So let it be known the man seriously ROCKS, definitely a keeper.

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It’s come to my attention recently that I probably should give some more….information regarding PC and what he is gaining from my….extramarital affairs.  Quite a few of you are having a difficult time wrapping your head around what PC is getting out of it all.  Bc despite what he keeps saying about making my happiness #1, some have an even more difficult time wrapping their heads around THAT (remember though, we are firm believers that relationships are not quid pro quo). There has been expressed confusion, concern, curiosity, whatever about it and how he can be ‘OK’ with it.  I realize sometimes I’m very…..elusive, evasive about many some of the details I share.  It’s just how I am and what I am comfortable with.  PC is much more blatant about what he would share (which is evident in the few posts he’s written….that I’ve had to edit for my level of ‘okayness’, lol).  But that said, I think it is time to give a bit more insight so as not to come off as a selfish bitch in my marriage.  That post is coming.  It’s taking some processing and thinking on my part.

I also wanted to mention though, that while I’ve only just begun talking more openly about it here, as well as realizing I do find myself attracted to certain men…..  Our marriage has been open to me seeing/dating females since…well, the beginning.  So while certain aspects of ‘this’ are new-ish, the general concept isn’t.

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Have a perfectly fabulous weekend.  Mine is jam packed with fun stuff.

(vi.sualize.us)

~ xo

Vixen

The next installment….

Ok.  So Friday night while we were out and about we were approached by a promoter for Rok Vegas.  He wanted to put us on the VIP list.  We had decided Saturday would be our ‘big night out’, dressed to the nines, etc. 

(Keep in mind we had already been drinking the. entire. day.)

We get into the club and I have immediate flash backs of NYE.  Not a single place to sit, we’re gonna have to stand the entire time, totally packed, difficult to get to the bar.  I about bitch slapped a group of girls that felt the one and ONLY bar in the place was where they should stand and chat it up.  Get your drinks and MOVE OUT OF THE WAY.  Fuck…you know?!  The 3 of us start noticing the VIP tables through out the club.  We had reservations for Spago the following night…we start thinking, who cares about food??! We’d MUCH rather have a kick ass time at the club.  So we made an executive decision to trade Spago for VIP service.  We talk with the manager and he immediately hooked us up. 

BEST. DECISION. EVER!!!!

(again remember, there was this steam/mist stuff the entire night, so some of the pictures seem a bit grainy/odd)

Next thing we know, we are swooped off to our very own private VIP area (Squee!!!), with booth, table, dancing area…..AND personal bouncer and cocktail waitress.  We were given center stage spots practically in the middle of the dance floor.

Here we are sitting in our swanky spot, super happy that we have a place to occasionally sit down our own special place. *GRINS*
(psst…notice the goof behind us?  *snort*)

Sis decided to show John (the manager at Rok Vegas) her uh, appreciation for totally hooking us up.  Notice Lam, our bouncer, ‘over seeing’ the situation.  *LOL* 
What is missing is the pic I took that didn’t came out where she was pulling John by his tie!  ROFL!  Too, TOO funny…..

 
***Oh side note.  John approached me at one point and told me a bit of a dilema he was in…. Normally men reserve these areas and he will pull aside hot females to invite inside their reserved section for them.  He wasn’t really sure what to do for us GIRLS.  *snicker*  Hello….you see hot ladies???  Send ‘em our way!  Bwahaha…..  Actually it worked out quite well.  We made some cool friends that night and had no problem finding fun people to party with.

We *heart* Lam….
He was awesome to us.  Not only did he keep people out of our section, but he let them in when we convinced him it was ok asked him to.  He took a TON of our pictures and kept us safe.  He was freakin’ *AWESOME*! 

And…..our fabulously smokin’ hot waitress.  She made our shots and margaritas directly at our table and took trips to the bar for us for any other needs (BEER, lol) so that we never had to leave our little swanky area unless we wanted to.  She rocked!
(BUT for the life of ALL of us, no one can remember her name?!!? W…T…F?!?!  It’s been seriously bugging me for a fucking week now…GRRRR!)

Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm
Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm

Super stars….hehe……..

Showing off our fabulous shoes….Betsey Johnson rocks.

Shots anyone? (smokin hot girl anyone?)

Our cool little table

Ahhh…..The PATRON…  Me and Patron have a love affair going on. Mmmmm…..

Cheers!

Fun friends…..

I know you want me, want me
You know I want cha, want cha,
One two three four

*giggle*

I freakin’ LOVE this shot of my sis and I.

Ok, her feet hurt. Roxy ditches the shoes.

See?  Barefoot.

Again, thank goodness for Lam, he took so many of our fabulous pictures.  Memories were captured bc he was there for us.
Strike a pose!

Totally adorable Marine boys.  With Mardi Gras beads.  It was the beads people.  That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. ~wink~

Legs….and she knows how to use them…..

Girlies…..

The theme of that night.

What happens at 5am in Vegas?  Clubs close down.  *ahem*  Yeah…we totally closed the club down.  See what Vegas and Patron does to us?!  Hehe….  So what do we do?  We hit another club that hasn’t closed down yet!  Duh!

Hmm…Marine boys were invited to come along. 


[insert many pictures you will later find on the TFT site]

Well, so….  We tuck sis in at 6am (remember those super big margaritas with six shots of Patron that we got on Saturday….and she drank hers completely. on. her. own?! Um..yeah).  Roxy hits it at 7am.  And…Vixen makes it inside the room at *ahem* 9am. 

*wicked grin*

I was wired, jonsing something fierce for water (that for whatever reason we were stupid enough to run ran out of…..GAH!!!!!  I seriously would have paid $15 for a bottle of water at that point) and became Chatty Cathy (as my sister called me).  Finally, FINALLY fell asleep, aaaaand PC called. 
“Oh hi honey…yeah….what am I doing?  Uh, just going to bed.  Um, yes, I know…it’s….9 something. Uh-huh”
DOH!

Vegas you know…..  *snicker*

Sunday we slept. I think I made it downstairs for Starbucks at um, 1pm?  Yeah. It was like that.  My poor sister was THE most hung over that day.  I think Roxy and I were mainly just *TIRED*.  Or maybe my hang over just didn’t hit me until about 11pm Sunday.  We had fabulous plans like….going to a strip club.  We even heavily researched which one we’d hit.  The fabulous mall down the strip (you know we are shopping whores!).  What stories we would tell!  But no, no…after the way we all felt Sunday, it was a wash.  We went nowhere that day.  Ordered room service for sandwiches at some point in the day….with lots and lots of water.

The roller coaster we never made it too.  Damn!

NY NY lights…

Finally about 5? 6?  We decided we would join the land of the living and go have dinner at the posh Italian restaurant located downstairs inside the NY NY.  It was….disappointing.  *groan*  Honestly, the Minestrone soup (only vegan option on the menu) was fine.  But I know both Roxy and my sister weren’t super impressed with their meals.  Although STILL what we ordered that night, with drinks, was less than what those fucking appetizers came to at the Rain Forest Cafe.  *shaking head*

By Sunday night our feet were toast.  Two full nights (one of those including pulling an all nighter no less) of fabulous shoes left our feet wrecked.  Hung over and the thought of stuffing our feet in more fabuous shoes made us all literally *CRINGE*.  No….  We’re cool.  We decided to say fuck it go much more casual.

My feet are still recovering from spending all night Saturday dancing in my Bj’s.  *ouch*  Sacrifices, sacrifices though, we would all totally do it again in a heartbeat. 

We hit Coyote Ugly our last night.  They/we had an abundance of Jello Shots.
(and adorable Marine boy toy from the previous night…:::grins:::….hmmm…….)

The Coyotes were in rare form that night.  Bwtn calling out the London guy in his much-too-tight skinny jeans to the other dude in his argyl sweater vest that one of them literally made him take off….hahaha!!!!

Then there was this dude.  A total rocker dude that one of them insisted on putting ponytails on.  Bwahahaha!!!!

Ok, there was this chick who was dressed insanely Pin-Up girl hot.  Hot Hot Hot.

Coyotes….  The one in black, and then the other in peach were fucking *AWESOME*.  They put the others to shame they were *THAT* good. (again…how can I ever go to our Denver one and have a good time bc ours pale in such comparison to these girls?!?!)

Probably ideally, we would have had one more night.  To whoop it up a bit more.  As Sunday night wore on, I realized I was increasingly more hung over.  Roxy and Sis were feeling rough and really, you can’t BE at CU with out being called out to have fun. 

I did have a slight confrontation with a dude standing behind me.  And then another at the bar.  Apparently it was “I’m a stiff asshole” night…  *grumble grumble*  I have a long standing reputation for not taking shit at bars.  I’m so totally NOT a confrontational gal but fuck with me in a bar…um yeah, not gonna be down with that.

Not a one of us would change anything about our trip.  Yeah…we only made it two blocks from our hotel the entire time we were there.  Yeah…the food fucking sucked ass.  But we thoroughly enjoyed every. single. night we were there.  Pulling the all nighter Saturday was probably the most fun and memorable night I’ve had in years…… 

And the best of all was I stepped outside of my norm, no holding back.  No worries.  No cares.  (Permission for naughtiness does that to a gal ~grins~) We all had the most awesome experiences we could imagine.

Sadly, the best meal I had while there was the lettuce, onion and swiss cheese sandwich on Rye (you really can hardly call that a vegetarian sandwich, lol) that we had the very last day were were there.  We grabbed sandwiches from the NY deli inside our hotel.  The guy making the sandwiches had THE biggest crush on Roxy.  (hehe…)

Would we do it again?  In a fucking HEARTBEAT. 

Do I have stories to share involving adorable Marine boys?  ABSOLUTELY.  The question is…when?  ~wink~

~ xo

Vixen

****Warning: LONG post full of pictures****

OMG we had the best weekend!  Picked up Roxy and Hottie Hubbie from the airport Friday night, enjoyed a yummy (but veeeeeeery late) dinner at Bennihana’s, kiddos and boys passed out once home, Roxy and I hot tubbed it until 2:00 am (*yawn*).  The next day (it’s your birthday, it’s your birthday…..woot, woot!) PC surprised me with Starbucks (Venti Nonfat Xtra Hot Caramel Macchiato…MMMmmmm…..) and a dozen red roses.  He also gave me the most adorable little dress from AE. I’ll model it sometime for you. ~wink~  We spent a luxurious afternoon getting our toes done then headed downtown to check into our hotel and get ready.

Adjoining rooms.  SAH-WEET!

Dinner at The Rio.  Margaritas, Patron shots, beer….oh, we ate too.

See the cool cherry shape in her margarita?!  (ok, and the boobs, lol)

I was stoked that my sister made it downtown for a drink.  She couldn’t go out with us for the whole night (Halloween trumps my birthday, I told her so, lol) but YAY she came!

Off to Coyote Ugly!
Yeah….beware of those loose women.  *snort*

Roxy’s Hottie Hubbie was doing an impression of this guy wearing these SUPER short shorts.  WTF?!  I was embarassed for Short Shorts dude.  Friends don’t let friends dress badly!

C’mon, you know your jealous (LOLOL)

PC’s sharing secrets

Aww….aren’t they adorable?!  Hehe…

LOOK!!!!  It’s our waitress from New Years! We *heart* Jackie!!!

Body shot time!!!

Dancin’ queens

Strike a pose

Drunk people.

Naughty girls

Seriously.  Can’t take me anywhere.  (lol)  (see New Years)

Molesting my man

Shots!

WOOHOOOOOOOOoooooooooo

PC’s dreams came true.  He got his ass beat with a studded belt…by TWO hot Coyote’s.
AND I MISSED IT!!!!  Fucking A, seriously.  Don’t even ask how…  *shaking head*

Me….  “So.  This is the plan, we’re going to RUN”
Roxy…. “Ok.  Well.  Dude. I’m drunk.”
This is the freakin’ funniest pic.  WTF are we talking about?!

Random pic with a random guy.  We didn’t even know this guy, lmao.

2:00am
Game over.  Shoes in hand, back to the hotel we go.

PC was DONE.  Passed out hard and cold.

And amazingly despite all that I had to drink AND all those shots (I am NOT a shot person unless we’re talking JELLO shots, lol) I wasn’t hardly hung over.  Felt a little rough but definitely functioning (although spacey as hell, doh).  I’ve never seen PC drink as much as he did that night.  He’s such a trooper!  He’s annoying in that he never has hangovers (lol).  I felt a little badly that Roxy and her Hottie Hubbie had to get on a plane feeling the way they did.  But hey, that is a true sign of a good wkend had!  AND….there is talk they might be able to come out for HALLOWEEN!!!! Halloween is a HUGE holiday for us (if you hadn’t already figured that out yet, hehe…). 

So yeah.  Off to bed.

(Blue-Eyed Vixen)

~ xo

Vixen

“Addicted” ~Saving Abel

Friday Favorites-
Another week of so many GREAT ones.  It’s been tons of fun to make the rounds!

Amorous Rocker…..


Sweet Elle Next Door…..

Diana…..


Bad Bad Girl…..

Barefoot Dreamer….

Sexy Sadie…..

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So both the highlight and the lowlight of this week was the Nickelback concert.  The show featured Saving Abel (which unfortunately due to traffic we missed most of, but they saved their best for last and we were able to hear our favorite song by them), Papa Roach (not really a band I love- though PC does- but they sounded REALLY good live), Hinder (this was our second time seeing them and I was a bit disappointed, I didn’t like ANY of their newer songs, I was happy when they played a few songs off their older album before leaving the stage) and then Nickelback.  Who were AWESOME.  They put on a fabulous show, were very personable and interactive.  We drank and danced and people watched and sang along.  SUCH a great time. 

Another highlight from the show……good view ~wink~

This girl had the cutest figure and personality and the more she drank the bigger flirt she became.  That girl had some skills and could work it.  I don’t think she ever bought herself a single drink but always had a drink in hand.  *LOL*

The lowlight of the evening came after wards.  When oh….let’s call this “Vixen’s stupidest moment yet”, happened.  Funny story though, kind of.   My sister laughed her ass off when I told her about it the next morning.  PC, not so much.  With out embarassing myself too much the recap consists of needing to use the bathroom (badly), an embankment, a nasty ditch/river filled with water and getting multiple shards of broken glass in the underside of my foot.  PC refers to it as a replayed scene from “My Bloody Valentine”.

*sigh*

Which landed us a fun little trip to Urgent Care and me off my feet for two days.  I’m such a rockstar ~groan~  I hear the good news is that foot/hand wounds heel quickly and I’m on very aggressive antibiotics.  The bad news is who knows when I will get to run again. (damnit to hell!)  PC has taken awesome care of me, also stepping up to help fill responsibilities I committed to but was unable to fulfill.  …..like the incredible husband he is (*swoon*).  LP has done a great job helping with the animals.  My family rocks.

Anyway.  It’s the weekend, party on, make it a good one!  I’ll be spending mine recuperating.

The Alexa Collection Erotic Images

~xo

Vixen

Mute Monday- Food and Beverage

“I cook with wine, sometimes I even add it to the food”
~W.C. Fields

All of my favorites!

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Fox newsfront?  PC popped him on Thursday when he made his ‘like-clock-work-appearance’ and we haven’t seen him since.  But we’re not sure if he hasn’t reappeared bc he was spooked or hurt or????  I’m a bundle of freaking nerves, constantly staring out the window at my ducks.  Looking.  Searching for any sign of that damn fox.  I feel so helpless that they are basically sitting ducks (literally).  *sigh*

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Kiddos were beyond excited for the Easter bunny to come.  We haven’t had them for Easter morning in several years (they usually spend it with their grandparents and dad’s family).  Although, along came a bunch of questions from LM….  How do I know it’s a bunny?  Does he put all the stuff in his pouch? (what pouch?!?!  Kangaroos have pouches not RABBITS, *lol*) 

They were cute though and it was a fun day.  We spent the rest of the afternoon with my sister’s family for Easter dinner. I attempted a 7 layer dip that turned out *yummy*.  And my sister turned me on to a Belgium brewed beer called Lambic.  Fizzy, raspberry flavored beer.  Mmm….I hearted it.  Hehe….
 

Hope everyone had a kick ass weekend! 

Happy Monday!!!

Erotica

~xo

The recap! Hey, it only took me almost a week to put one up. DOH! LOL

Day 1:
We got in Thursday afternoon.  PC had an unavoidable business meeting in San Diego that we left him to attend and SR, her hubby and I had a long lunch and beers.  Later that night the real drinking began.  PC is under the impression that Tattoo is like fine wine.  *snort*

SR’s HH (Hottie Hubbie) mixes our first drinks.  Tattoo and Coke (Diet Coke for me, hehe).  Supposedly it tastes like Dr Pepper.  PC says no.  I’m a beer gal 99% of the time, I say no too.  Whatever, it’s all good.

It got *chilly* so HH makes a bonfire.  Good friends.  Drink in hand.  Bonfire.  Good times in the making!

Cheers!

We ended the evening by binging on yummy white veggie pizza from Domino’s at something like midnight bc the first pizza that came was a gelatinated pepperoni *gag* pizza delivered by accident.  Whatever.  We got TWO LARGE veggie pizza’s out of it!  SCORE!

Toes!  We’re such girls! (SR and I, to clarify, lmao!)

Day 2:
HH ’surprised’ everyone with massages.  I’ve occasionally mentioned it but I have *HUGE* OCD issues with someone else touching me.  I can’t explain it.  You would think I would love something like that.  LOL!  Right?!  But it freaks me out.  So after I had a mini anxiety attack, I sucked it up and had my first massage.  Besides realizing that bc I never rarely wear panties under my jeans, I would have to lie um….nekkid for my first anxiety ridden experience of someone unknown rubbing their hands all over me…..it was great!  Haha~!  Will I get it done again?  Mmmm….probably no.  In all seriousness though, it was very sweet of HH to do that for everyone. 

That night we went to a real live *LOL* California Winery. 

Cheers!!!

Be-a-U-tiful establishment.  Crappy ass service.  *shrug*  Something about a new computer system?  I’m thinking more along the lines of a sucky waitress???  IDK….
SR enjoying some whine er um, WINE, while we waited. ~wink~ 

Day 3:
Party prep!!!  Today is the BIG Birthday Bash.  *WOOT*
SR makes Bacon Porn.  Mmmmm…… you all KNOW how I looooooooove Bacon! *barf*
S’k, we made/there were lots of other yummy dishes without bacon/meat that just weren’t photographed.  Just to like clarify, lol.

Cooked Bacon Porn!
(Notice how SR was such a sweetheart and made me my own special, separated dish of NON baconated stuffed jalepenos???  Awww….)

PC enjoying his Bacon Porn (umm…maybe a bit too much????)

SR and HH with their fucking rockin’ awesome shirts.  Haha!

Say no to crack…
*gigglesnort*

Hey.  We’re on VACATION!

SR riding the cotton pony.
Um.  Litereally.  DOH!

This is what happens when you get a bunch of tech geeks together.
Hey.  The neccessities!

Oh yeah…  You will be seeing an entire Ronald McDonald *ADVENTURE*.  This is only the beginning!  More to come~!

We really wore PC out.  On several occasions.  It would bore you to show pics of ALL the naps he took.  *LOL*
Really, he’s so cute.  And see the guard dogs around him?!  Yep!

Girlies showing off their BLING!

The Birthday Girl!!!

We suck.
HAHAHAHA.
(no really.  we do)_

Red Neck Pole Dancing~!

Or try outs for Rocketts?

Sucking AND pole dancing.  I’m multi-talented!

Remember the tray of containers of ‘red stuff’???  We made trayS of them.  JELLO SHOTS!!!!  UV and Cherry….Malibu and some other kind of jello.  *OH YUUUUUUUUUUUM!*

While shopping at the ‘adult naughty store’ we found a shot glass that was boob shaped.  Remember I mentioned Ronald got *around* that night ~winkwink~

Can it still be called ‘Penis Envy’ when it’s shaped like a boob?  Hmmm…

Right.  Like you wouldn’t have too!

Finally we made it in the spa.  Awww….  SR and HH.

A lesbian sandwich.

Take two.  Trying harder.  *LOL*

BUBBLES!!!  BEER!!!!!!!

Girlies enjoying beer and bubbles!

Day 4:
I’ll save you the random penis shots that ended up on my camera.  *ahem*  And probably, thankfully for you all, there are no pictures of the ‘aftermath’ the next day.  The hang over pictures.  Driving almost two hours to the airport after having spend the morning praying I wouldn’t puke.  Then the almost three hour flight that consisted of insane turbulence that brought up old memories of wanting to puke earlier on.  Ah……good times.

But we all survived and damned if I wouldn’t do it again every weekend next month when it’s River season!

Look for more ‘Ronald escapades’ to come.  *snort*  I have enough of his adventures to post weekly.  Kind of my own “Where’s Ronald”.

~xo

We’re home! Whirlwind trip. SO SO SO much fun. It flew by and *poof* 4 days, 200 plus pictures and a kick ass hang over later, we’re driving the hour and a half drive to the airport to hop on a plane (groan).  Got in super late.  When I’m in less in a daze from the exhaustion I will do a REAL update.  But in the meantime  here are some teasers ~grins~

More to come!!!

~xo

Goody Two Shoes
~Adam Ant

Saturday Drinking Humor….

Do you have a drinking problem?
Nope. I pretty much got it figured out.

What is your favorite kind of beer?
An open one!

How do you know when you’ve had too much?
I run out.

DOH.

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When we girls drink too much…..

1. We have absolutely no idea where our purse is. (exactly why I never BRING my purse! Ha! Problem solved!)

2. We believe that dancing with our arms overheard and wiggling our asses while yelling “WOO-HOO!” is truly the sexiest dance move around. (ummm…shut up, it IS!)

3. We’ve suddenly decided that we want to kick someone’s ass and honestly believe we could do it too. (…and for some reason I usually pick the drunkest, big ass dude to try to convince that I WILL, Lord……)

4. In our last trip to pee, we realize that we now look more like a homeless hooker than the goddess we were just four hours ago. (man….true)

5. We start crying and telling everyone we see that we love them soooooooo much. (sadly…I’ve done this or at least had this happen)

6. We get extremely excited and jump and down every time a new song plays because “OH MY GOD! I  LOVE THIS SONG!” (cue my wedding reception to AH…wow, bad memories going on here)

7. We’ve found a deeper/spiritual side to the geek sitting next to us. (ok honestly, she’s usually really cute.  I swear!)

8. We’ve suddenly taken up smoking and become really good at it. (ok, blech, NEVER)

9. We yell at the bartender, who we believe cheated us by giving us just lemonade, but that’s just because we can no longer taste the gin. (*ahemPCahem*)

10. We think we are in bed, but our pillow feels strangely like the kitchen floor (or mop?!). (sigh)

11. We fail to notice that the toilet lid’s up when we sit on it. (uh….)

12. We take our shoes off because we believe it’s their fault that we’re having problems walking straight. (right!  LOL, *SNORT*)


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How has your weekend been so far? Hmmm…… ;)

The Code: 831

~xo