When life gives you lemons, make lemonade.…

Just be sure to add the Vodka too.  ~wink~

*****

So.  What weekend, where? 

*blink blink* 

Weekend started out a bit um, rough.  “Stuff”.  As well as had beyond imaginable bad service at a restaurant Friday night.  Will not be going back there again.  For food.  It will be tempting to go back for their great drink prices though….

Kiddos were kidnapped by their aunt for part of the weekend.  Which freed up an evening to do adult activities.  Girls night out!  PC included, as he is an honorary girl after all.  He was on his bestest behavior (brownie points for him!).  I however, was not.  *evil grins* 

We went to our new favorite place that has a super fun rooftop patio.  The night is somewhat of a blur as the shots and beers continued through the night.  So much for telling PC I would be sticking to beer only, and definitely not more than one shot.  (says the girl who drank three plus shots….one of which contained a concoction of Crown, Peach Schnapps and Red Bull- all three of which are on my ‘no-way-no-thank-you-no-no-no’ list….)

I do remember my (SMOKING HOT) friend being hit on by some guy and me climbing into her lap seductively and informing him she was with me, followed by a fitful of giggles from her and I.  Once he realized we weren’t going to allow him to play with us, he left.  *snort*

Another interesting tidbit was an older gentleman who kept hitting on the three of us, while at the same time trying to hook one of us up with his sons.  Um…hmmm…..alrighty then, but no thanks.

So um PC….whatcha got going on down there?  Bwahahaha….. 

Super fun night.  Super late night….  Had to pick up the kiddos at what had seemed a reasonable time when I originally agreed, although came waaaaaaaaaaaay too early the next morning.  (doh)  Thank God for Starbucks!

*****

My sister and I have fabulous costumes planned for Halloween, doing the same theme as each other.  We’ve begun searching out the items we’ll need.  The most important and intricate part of the costume is being researched.  PC has already ordered his (custom ordered/made so no Cindy Brady this year, haha!).  It’s going to rock.  Can. not. wait!  *giddy*

I’m rather brain dead in a tequila fog sort of a way so that is about all I have.  Date night with Ashton (aka Yummy) so this will be posting early. 

Happy Monday!

(tumblr)

~ xo

Vixen

PC- Are you drunk?

Vixen- No. 

PC- Can I make you a drink?

Vixen- Are you trying to get me drunk?

PC- No.  I’m trying to get fucked.

Ha!  Well ok then.

(tumblr)

~ xo

Vixen

After six days of being pent up in the house with poor sick LP (who is finally FINALLY starting to feel better)- I got out.  (We *heart* our sitter)  And had fun.  PC and I saw a movie (where I blurted out -rather loudly- just as the movie was starting “Oh you just shut up panty boy” after PC had teased me about something *snort*  Still giggling about that one…..).  And tried out a new brewery for dinner.  Excellent food.  Not so excellent beer (I’ve never been to a brewery where I couldn’t find something I liked….weird).  But excellently priced Vodka/Cranberry’s.  Had a friend join us.  We flirted like crazy.  Teased playfully. Laughed.  Talked.  Drank.  Had a fabulous time.  Then we all headed back home to enjoy hot tub.  Where we had an even more fabulous time.  *wink*

I’ve been following Sabrina Daco’s photostream on Flickr for quite a few years now. She has one of the sexiest, most provocative and seductive photo streams I’ve ever encountered.  HOT… Anyway. I encountered her photo on Tumblr.  I know a lot of photos end up over there that were ripped off.  So I just wanted to make sure she got a proper call out for her photography and pics.

~ xo

Vixen

So….here is where I try not to put you to sleep with boring vacation pictures. I try to make them a bit more exciting than being invited to your neighbors house to see their vacation pics. 

Friday-
Quicksilver picked me up from the airport and we headed to meet Roxy and BABD (big ass biker dude) for ‘lunch’ (it was like 3:00 lol) at their favorite Mexican restaurant.  *YUM*  After wards we sent the boys to do some food/liquor shopping (bc you can do that in Ca in the same store! *jealous*) and us girls headed to get our toes done.  Roxy has the best place EVER, I tell her I go out there to visit her, but really it’s her nail place (shhh…. ~wink~, I’m kidding of course.  Kind of).

Got back to the house to find the boys had decided to take an afternoon siesta.  Wakey wakey eggs and bacey, time to get your drink on!
(oh but notice not Sadie….from sun up to sun down she chases flies like it’s her job.  Silly girl)

Roxy double fisting it.

Boys.

The yummy couple.  Adorable, no?!

Let’s play girl toss!

Roxy and I

Molesting Roxy….wha?!  She had her boobs in my face, what’s a girl to do?! ~giggle~

Nice Quicksilver, flipping the bird

Their hot next door neighbor arrives and BABD can hardly contain himself with all those boobs in one place! (Umm…apparently me neither.  Doh!)

Oh look! BOOBS! *LICK*

Roxy is like- “Dude, get your tongue off my boobs already!”  *snort*
Yes.  If nothing else we are goofy.  We have picture upon picture of Hot Neighbor Girl with this ‘grin’ that screams ‘Okay then….’.  Haha!

Mmmm….Cranberry/Vodka with two olives. It’s quite possible Roxy only remembers from here on out bc pictures were taken. (Notice how much she seems to be enjoying her olive?!  hehe…)

Apparently I was quite the flasher that night (right, what else is new…).  I’m going to save you the 20 5 other pictures where I can’t seem to keep my pants on.  Or shirt.  *ahem*  Gotta love Quicksilver though.

Bubbles.  Lots.  And lots.  Of bubbles.  What isn’t exactly easy to see here is that Sadie (my German furry girlfriend, remember her?  The fly chaser?) was trying to drink out of our cups.  No no Sadie…no Vodka for you!

We realized at some point that we never ate dinner.  Doh.  Roxy was feeling less than stellar (huge understatement) and after tucking her into bed Quicksilver and I stuffed our faces ate.  I am positive that was my saving grace the next morning.  Oh.  And the bottle of water Quicksilver put me to bed with….after I passed out on the couch. (doh)

Saturday-
Poor poor Roxy…..  Vodka is her nemesis.  They have such a love/hate relationship.  Besides not being able to remember the entire night- what? you don’t remember when Quicksilver and I did that one thing to you!?  Or when you did that other thing I love so much?!  *wicked grins*  I guess you know it’s bad when even after viewing pictures from the night before your memory isn’t jogged even a tad *snort* She felt like CRAP the next morning, er um day. 

Pretty girl Caedyn.  Kiya’s twin sister.  It was this time last year that I brought teeny tiny baby girl Caedyn out to Roxy.  Ah…memories.

Convinced Roxy some sun and Strawberry margaritas might be just the ticket to ease her hang over.  Ok.  No Margs for her, but the rest of us indulged. Mmm….
Boys with toys…Peterbilt maragarita maker!  I’d expect nothing nothing less from Quicksilver and BABD.

Ice…

Tequila and fresh strawberries!

Um.  Right.  Hi.

Roxy’s Dispicable Me shadow.  Bwahaha…. 

Girlies in bubbles

Don’t act surprised I’m molesting her again.  She’s like “STOOOOOOP already”

I like your beard. (stealing lyrics from Kesha)

I like your bubbles (coin phrased by Roxy and I *giggle*)

Ooops.  We forgot to eat dinner again.  Strawberries and cream will have to do!

 *poof*

Sunday-

*groan*
I have blood sugar issues that I struggle with regularly and Vixen not eating= no bueno.  Drinking all weekend and also NOT eating= muy no bueno.  Yummy breakfast place helped slightly (as well as coooffffeeeee).  They even saved me from having to wear the completely embarassing “Its your first time here” hat.  *snort*  (thanks, love you guys)

Sad goodbyes at the airport. (sigh)
Very turbulent flight home (as in the plane kept suddenly *dropping* giving the sensation it was falling from the fucking sky and I had forced visions of being cast involuntarily for Lost part 2) .
Met by happy (albeit sick- LP STILL has the flu!  Blech) children and very horny husband.  Ha!

Home sweet home. (happy sigh)

******

TFT is up!

ANYONE can contribute. Girl, guy, couple, hell, your entire fraternity/bachelorette party… Snap. Send. It’s all cool. Be as simple, artsy, or whatever…as you’d like. It doesn’t have to be anything special! Or make it be. Hey, my point is, whatever you feel comfortable doing- I’ll take it and put up. ALSO, you can contribute anonymously if your little heart so desires. OR let me know how you would like to be linked/titled.

I’ll make it even easier. You want to become a regular contributor? You can send me one picture at a time. Or bunches. I’ll start a file and pull a picture from it each week. I’m easy people (I keep telling you all that! *grins*)!

Email me HERE or even HERE….

******

~ xo

Vixen

Let’s see.  This weekend was a complete whirlwind.  PC and I unexpectedly had Friday evening to ourselves.  To which we decided to celebrate by staying up until 4:30 am.  Talking…  What?! We did.  ~wink~

*yawn* 

Spent Saturday soooooooooooooo tired.  But childless, so it was the perfect opportunity to veg and read.  Later that afternoon we enjoyed our awesome weather- that had cooled from the 98 degrees it was the day previously to mid 80′s with a nice breeze-  outside on a bar patio drinking beer. Where my light weight husband became quite buzzed off his half of a Blue Moon.  *snort*  Gotta love him, no? My sister texted me saying she wanted to out.  So, all impromptu like we agreed to meet her.  Her awesome hubby (who is not much of a party-ier) took all five kiddos to a movie in the park while PC, sis and I headed to a fabulous new bar she’d discovered a few months back.  Roof top patio with a downtown vibe, yet only 10min from sis house (who lives very not downtown).  Sah-weet!

Met an incredibly *HOT* girl.  We actually felt badly for her, she was with a large group of people who all obviously knew each other, and she- quite obviously- did not know them.  So we (as in I insisted PC go) invited her to join us.  Which she did and stayed with us the rest of the night.  Ironically we have the same first name.  And ironically we graduated from the same high school.  We did not, however, graduate in the same year….or actually really even the same decade.  *ahem*  She’s an exotic dancer and could be a dead ringer for Thirteen from House….with a splash of Amy Winehouse (the non druggy version).  Um yeah….she had it totally going on.  Fun times…

I did however, mix my alcohol (huge no-no in the Vixen handbook).  Beer, Patron and Vodka, with a splash of Cranberry……  Caused the need to nurse a hang over/fog most of Sunday (I’m never hung over- gah).

*****

The downside of the weekend though was my 19 year old cat passed away.  Shalimar lived a long, happy life.  I swear she used up at least 7 of them through out her years.  Being a Siamese, she was a one person cat, a fabulous cat.  She was my first baby, we were very attached.  We’d been through a lot together.  She began going downhill last weekend and I knew it was only a matter of time.  My heart is hurting.  *sigh* 

*****

Ok.  Well.  Enjoy your Monday.

(vi.sualize.us)

~ xo

Vixen

I used to hit a club that had THE. BEST. dark hallway leading to the restrooms, he fucked me against a wall in the dress I was wearing.  Insanely hot.

I made this statement on a TMI question awhile back (remember when I used to play TMI?  Apparently this is ‘bring back the memes’ week *lol*).  Sorta figured I’d elaborate on it.  Because it was high on my list of ‘most memorables’.  (I’ll leave you guessing of the five men I’ve been with who it was with…..)

(vi.sualize.us)

We were at a night club we hit every Friday night I could get away.  We’d been drinking Vodka Collins all night.  Feeling drunk and….loose.  Dancing, became more adventurous, especially where our hands and mouths were concerned.

I had to use the restroom.  My girlfriend and I told the boys we’d be back and left.  The restrooms were down a long dark hallway.  Even in the hallway it was too loud to hear each other speak to each other, except if we put our lips very close to each others ears.  When we got back I leaned into his ear.  “I want you to fuck me”.  He pulled back to look at me, amused, but also questioning….

I grabbed his hand, leading him towards the direction I had just come from.  Back to the darkened, small hallway.  Halfway down the hallway I pushed him against the wall, kissing him.  Hard.  I could taste the alcohol on his lips.  Intoxicating.  Arousing.  Pushing my body against him.  I moved my mouth back up to his ear and whispered “Fuck me….  Here.” With out hesitation I moved my hand down to his belt and began loosening it, along with the button and zipper.  My hand moving down the front of his jeans.  My body still pushed tightly against his.  Feelin his composure stiffen slightly, I pressed my mouth back against his.  Both our breathing becoming faster.

It was then he lost all inhibition.  In one movement he turned us so that my back was against the wall and he was the one pressed against me. He grabbed my thigh with his one hand, lifting my leg so that my knee was almost to his waist.  His other hand cupping my ass.  I had already removed my panties, earlier. In the restroom.  With one movement he thrust and was inside me.  Thrusting again.  I gasped, his mouth moved along my neck and near my ear.  Breathlessly he whispers in my ear…  “Like this?”

(vi.sualize.us)

“Yes” I attempt to say but it barely comes out, inaudibly, because my breath keeps catching.  His thrusts are hard.  Deep.  Satisfying.  My arms around his neck, his lips now against mine again, pressing hard.

A group of girls turn the corner, entering the dark hallway.  Quickly we both right ourselves.  Me pulling my dress down over my hips, wiping my lips.  He pulls his dress shirt down over his unbuttoned jeans.  Leaning into me, one arm propping him up against the wall above me.  We stare wickedly at each other as the girls pass, both of us grinning. Knowingly.  After they pass I lean in and kiss his lips, abruptly turning to walk down the dark hallway into the loud music and lights.  Off to find our friends again.

******

TFT is up!

Again, just to ‘clarify’ the specifications for contributing to TFT. ANYONE can contribute. Girl, guy, couple, hell, your entire fraternity/bachelorette party… Snap. Send. It’s all cool. Be as simple, artsy, or whatever…as you’d like. It doesn’t have to be anything special! Or make it be. Hell, my point is, whatever you feel comfortable doing- I’ll take it and put up. ALSO, you can contribute anonymously if your little heart so desires. OR let me know how you would like to be linked/titled.

I’ll make it even easier. You want to become a regular contributor? You can send me one picture at a time. Or bunches. I’ll start a file and pull a picture from it each week. I’m easy people (I keep telling you all that! *grins*)!

*****

Have a fabulous Tuesday!

(vi.sualize.us)

~ xo

Vixen

So. Remember when I used to play Mute Monday (before I got too busy to play and then Troll discontinued it)? That cool photo meme on Mondays, where you had to come up with pictures to match the assigned theme for that week? Well. Pretend we are doing that. Bc it’s late, been a long day, my thoughts are discombobulated and this is the best way I can think of to give you any sort of post/recap of my weekend. So let’s pretend and play along. Ok? Ok…..

Headed downtown Friday afternoon to meet up with Yummy.  Traffic suuuuuuuuuuuuuucked ass.  Huge reason why I love living in the country, city life is fun to visit but definitely not for me full time.  But honestly, once you get past the traffic and to your destination- fun is always found.

Brought along essentials…..

and *of course*

Barely made it into the room before…..
(sex in a dress, panties pushed aside…HOT…..)

(vi.sualize.us)

Fixed ourselves up to head out for a night on the town…..

Dinner was a must. We both agreed food before partying would be a good thing.  Conversation.  Food.  Flirting.  Drinking.  Good times.  Off we go.
Where we consumed plenty of alcohol.

Him

Me

With more flirting.
And oh yeah, lots of this…..

And some of this…..

Which…resulted in this:

(him.  not me.  Who knew I was *that* intoxicating, haha.  I’m his nemesis/kryptonite when it comes to drinking I swear.  DOH)

So between *nodding up above* that the morning was spent like this…..

(vi.sualize.us)

Oh.  And.  Just sayin…..

Parted ways mid/late afternoon.  Poor guy was in rough shape.  ((((Yummy))))

*THANKFULLY* the 7 dogs left alone at home were complete angels.  Well. Ok except for Phoebe (who is never, ever, EVER left alone…and ate a power cord.  Fuck…..)

PC and LM got home from his Jitz tournament. (he rocked it….go him! *grins proudly*) (LM was freakin *AWESOME*….go him! *grins proudly*)

Hmm…what sounds good for dinner.  Oh!  Mexican food!  What’s close?  On The Border!!!  But the very bestest part about the meal (I mean, besides our super hot, flirty waitress) were the Watermelon Margaritas.  I didn’t even have intentions of having anything…but hell, how can you pass up WATERMELON MARGARITAS?!?!  Uh, apparently not me. I had two.  *ahem*

Got home.  Put kiddo to bed (LP was still with her Nana Nan). Remembered Ginny, the Guinea, was hunkering outside the chicken coop.  She’d flown out the night before when she was spooked.  This is the ugliest bird you have ever seen.  These birds have been a thorn in my side since day one.  I have NO idea who’s brilliant idea it was to get them (uh…mine, shut up!) but my guilt got the best of me and I couldn’t leave her out of the coop another night.  So at 11:00 at night I’m out trying to wrangle her around the fence back into the coop.  Half an hour later- mission accomplished.  Stupid bird.

Sunday we attended my middle sisters graduation party.  She recently graduated from college with her teaching degree and is now off to spend 27 months in Honduras with the Peace Corps.  Impressive dedication.  Interesting having my entire family together.  Especially considering current dynamics.  Doesn’t happen very often. As in…hadn’t seen my one aunt and grandmother in over 10 years.  Uh, yeah……  Everyone was cordial.  Awesome weather.  Cousins entertained each other and we all made fakey fakey nice.  *shrug*

As I just mentioned- the weather the last few days has been awwwwwweeeeeesssssssooooooommmeee.  FINALLY!!!!  Very enjoyable.

Afterwards it was decided B & B would be perfect for dinner.  You know….Beer and Boobs…  AKA: Hooters.  ~wink~

So there you have it.

Happy Monday.  *yawn*

~ xo

Vixen

Yeah…nothing like taking a week to pull a recap together.  Gah.  In all fairness, there are always something like close to 200 pictures to sort through. Plus last week was kinda sucky for me, so….. Hey, the important thing is you got pictures to look at, right?

So.  The plan had been to fly out to Arizona and spend the wkend with Roxy and friends.  But then their poor little furbaby broke his elbow and they decided to ditch the Az trip.  Instead I flew in to spend the wkend at their house.  Poolside, drinking, friends…..Arizona, California….it’s all good.  Hehe


Friday-

Had to leave for the airport at like 4am Friday morning.  *YAWN*  I half debated not even going to sleep but managed to force an hour ‘nap’ in.  Starbucks on the way to the airport helped tremendously (caught them right when they opened- THANK GOD!!!).  Had THE chattiest kid sit next to me on my first leg of the trip.  And it wasn’t just him talking AT me.  He wanted to converse.  Where am I going?  What am I doing there? Do I ski?  Like seriously dude.  I’ve had a nap and a cup of coffee…I’m so totally not a morning person.  It’s a miracle I was half functioning at 6am with the amount (or lack there of) of sleep I’d had in the last couple days previously.  He clearly WAS a morning person.  Cute kid though, in a “I wear a business suit” sort of a way.  Wished I’d been thinking more clearly and could have been wittier  ~wink~

Caedyn dipping her toes in the pool.

Nice um….hose.  *giggle* Two things funny about this picture.  A- the obvious, Roxy’s a nut.  LMAO  B- Caedyn LOVES to chase/bite the water from the hose.  I only wish Kiya loved water half as much as her sister.

Started the afternoon off right with Strawberry Margaritas.  Quicksilver makes them PERFECT.  MMm…..

These shot glasses rock.  So perfectly said.  *grins*

Burr!!!  It’s sooooo cold in California at night.  It got down to 80!  *gasp* Hehe…. It was really warm (90′s) while I was out there. Goof.  Seriously though, it does get a bit chilly at night once the sun goes down.

Ha!  Do not even ask……lol.  Roxy had this brilliant idea for new clubbing wear.  GoGo dancers have nothing on us… *snicker* (btw, I have tons of these, decided to save them for a post of their own)

Paparazzi apparently got too drunk to take very many pics that night (read: that aren’t ridiculously silly and un-postable) bc that is all she wrote for day one.  (Doh!)

Oh. Um. Did I ever tell you about the time Roxy fell out of bed? No? Um…..bwahahaha…….well I’m still not. But THAT was funnier than hell. At least to Quicksilver and I, we were still giggling about it the next day. *snort snort*

Saturday-

Woke up missing bikini bottoms and camera. Roxy was missing her entire bikini. I had visions of our bikinis strewn in the street. That’s a good time right there. Doh. Camera was found safely (WHEW!), other bikini parts were found safe and un-eaten by giant puppy (AKA…Sadie). On with the day!

BBQ with friends are the plans for this afternoon.  Roxy playing with meat again. I swear…that woman and her meat….  *lol*

Gonna spend the day by the pool.  And what goes better poolside then Brazilian Rum! (Yummy would disagree….lol) Made a pitcher of Caprihania’s.  I’m pretty sure each of us having two of these (glasses people, not pitchers) got the party started rather quickly (and early).

What all girls need at the pool.  A pool boy!  AKA: Roxy’s hottie hubbie

Whatcha smiling about Quicksilver?  *grins* All we need is beer in our hands and this could be a beer advertisement. No?

Aren’t they just the cutest couple you ever did see?!

An alcoholic’s fridge.  Food?  Pfffbbbtttt…..  Kidding…kind of.  It’s the ‘pool/beer’ fridge.

True happiness: laying out in a bikini by the pool in the sun with a beer between your legs. [insert inappropriate reference of something else between my legs....grins......]

Oh hello!

Quicksilver rockin the Vixen hat.

There’s my girlfriend Sadie again.  Goofy girl. It’s not a trip to Roxy’s without being properly molested by the giant puppy.

Put your hands in the air and say…..YEAH.  Hehe.  Caprihanias, beers, several shots in…. (could ya tell?)

The spa at night means…..BUBBLES!!!!  Lots and lots of bubbles!

Roxy between my legs (snicker…..)

This is the look of a dog staring back at the drunk people binging on midnight snacks.  (I will save you the pictures Caedyn took of the drunk people, they were pretty bad, no one really wants to see that shit)

So Roxy passes out (notice broken doggy sleeping on her legs?  Cuuuuuuuute!)

Quicksilver and I decide we should have one more shot.  Then after one we realize, well hell, there is only one more round left in the bottle (um, that we only opened the night before *ahemtequilawhoresahem*). So Quicksilver says we should just finish off the bottle, which is a good point.  Right?  Well.  But then we realize after that shot, HELL, there is now one more round.  Ok, serve ‘em up.  *shaking head* And…. we both promptly passed out.   (if you recall Quicksilver and I made this same mistake last time- doh)

Sunday-

Nobody felt all that spectacular Sunday morning.  Go figure.  I think Quicksilver finally made an appearance about oh, noon?

Roxy and I spent a day recuperating by the pool.  Drinking beer.  Which seemed to help.

Bad dog Sadie!  This dog is not allowed in the house.  Guess who figured out how to open the sliding screen door the night before?  Guess who is freakin PROUD of herself that she learned this fabulous new trick?  Um…yeah…….

Finally pulled ourselves together enough to hit The Yardhouse for dinner.  Roxy and I went there when I was out last July.  Fun place.  Yummy food.  Wanna yard of beer?

Bikini-tinis!!!!

Girlies with bikini-tinis!

I hear it’s kinda tricky to drink from the yard glass when your beer gets towards the end.  I’m thinking I’ll take their word for it. Knowing me, I’d have beer dripping down my front.  Body shots are cool and all but not in that manner.

Alright.  The trip comes to an end.

But wait.  Not with out molesting Roxy one last time!  (hehe)

Early night for all of us.  Wanna know the sucky thing for an insomniac who goes to bed before 10?  Being wide fucking awake at midnight.  *sigh* Out of the house and on our way to Starbucks at 6 Monday morning. Homebound.  Direct flights- gotta love them!

I’m seriously loving my monthly Roxy visits.  *happy sigh* Looks like a Cali road trip in a couple weeks (family trip….less tequila, more beach) then Roxy and Quicksilver will be here in July.  Sah-weet!

~ xo

Vixen

Morning begun with Starbucks and flowers.
Homemade cards from the kiddos.
Heart melting.
New supply of my favorite panties (love, love, love Roxy’s furbaby Caedyn, her love of eating undergarments…no so much, lol)

Favorite blue sundress.
Short.  Barely thigh length.
Strappy sandals.
Feminine, deceivingly modest, favorite sweater.

Almost an entire bottle of Reisling wine.
Mmmm….  Cheese….  (omg I looooooooove cheese)
Strawberries.  And chocolate (not even a huge fan of chocolate…but MMMMmmmmm)

It was that kind of a day.

*happy sigh*

*****

Suffering from insomnia. Again. *groan* 2am….3am…..body is clearly exhausted.  Pleading with my brain to shut off.  Sleep…escapes me.  I guess I roll with it. It’s usually cyclic.  *fingers crossed*

I’m so totally not wanting my site to become a ‘venting box’ but I have a huge bitch.  Who knew that Mothers Day was actually ‘bring your ridiculously loud/awful/unruly toddler(s) to a PG-13 movie day’.  You know. I’m a mom (duh). I have some compassion for other moms and children and their behavior, that we can’t always completely control.  When I go to a Disney/kids/G rated movie…and there are kids in there.  Totally expect the experience at hand.  But.  BUT. When I go to a movie, like…oh say Iron Man (2) and your children cry/complain/talk/yell….the. entire. movie…..  I have issues.  FUCK.  The ENTIRE movie theater had issues.  And the audacity to completely ignore a packed theater bitching at you, *shhhhing* your kids….?!?!?!?  *WTF!?* But THEN to go off on them?!  *shaking head* HUH?!  This mom seriously (with the completely awful toddlers) threw down, started a cat fight and called the one woman brave enough to speak up a “white trash bitch”.  Whoa….alrighty then.  And we were in the NICE area of town.  Gah……  Oh um.  It’s a killer movie. I actually enjoyed it more than the first one.  I’ve been a fan of Robert Downey Jr for years.  I might be one of his biggest fans and this role is MADE for him.

One more thing.  Gotta pimp a blog.  My favorite male blogger is back in business.  We became friends three years ago.  He had to take a hiatus for a bit, real life got in the way (fucking hate that, lol).  But he’s back in action.  Even re-vamped his blog some (I helped a bit…but when you’re a fan like he is, who am I to say no…grins).  He’s an amazing erotic, quirky writer, worth checking it out.

Well.  Enjoy your Monday….

~ xo

Vixen

Anyone familiar for Bullets for My Valentine?  *grins*  No correlation, but fun to play off of.  Seems easiest to spill what’s on my mind right now.  Total randomness, bear with me.

* I changed my avatar again, maybe some have noticed.  I didn’t like seeing my ass in comment boxes everywhere.  It really was wigging me out.  But at the same time, I was tired of the pink plaid mini. Four years of the same skirt was old and boring. I needed a bit of a change, just not of my ass.  *LOL*  So you’ll be seeing my header as an avatar, which I felt quite fitting.  (course this means Blogger/Google accounts only, haven’t switched over WP yet…still figuring out what to do there)

*I finally was feeling UN-traumatized enough to go get my b.b. pierced again.  Remember when it was ripped out over Christmastime? *cringe shudder*  It took forever to heal, and like I mentioned…I was fairly traumatized. *cringe shudder* I actually considered not getting it redone.  But after almost 16 years of looking at it pierced, I just couldn’t not have it done again.  (esp bc of the ugly scar the last one had left, I know, call me vain, whatever)

*I’ve totally decided on my next tattoo and now have this insane *itch* to get it done.  I’m sure being IN the tattoo studio and talking with our totally awesome tattoo artist didn’t help any…. (don’t think I didn’t teasingly ask if she would do a BOGO half off deal while I was there ~wink~)  That and it’s fairly significant in importance to me.  Soon.

*Super fun night out with friends on Friday night.  Beginning with margaritas at our favorite Mexican restaurant.  It was SO nice to get out. I was feeling like such a recluse, lol!

*Did learn that there IS a difference bwtn good Brazilian Rum and not so good Brazilian Rum.  The ‘not so good’ stuff tasted like fucking wood grain alcohol.  *yuck*  Live and learn.  For as much as we’ve/I’ve been drinking it recently, good to know I guess.

*As of Saturday, I haven’t had to take any pain meds. WOO fucking HOO!!!!  I can not even *begin* to tell you how happy that makes me.  Friday I finally, finally felt back to myself. You know, the flirty, fun, bubbly me.  What a difference a week makes!

*I’ve also begun running again.  I’m not up to my normal 5miles…yet.  So far only 1.5miles at a time.  But GAH…it has felt SO incredibly good to get back out.  Plus I had about 6lbs in WATER weight to lose that was driving me mad (after effects of tons of IV fluids, shock from the surgery, and being laid up for over a week).  I’ve probably pushed myself more than I should.  Which was evident Thursday night (ooaaff!).  So I maybe overdoing things a bit, but OMG I am feeling bunches better.  Mentally, physically…..it’s good to be back to feeling so groovy.  *happy sigh*

*Date Night is beyond HILARIOUS.  Pee your pants type funny.  Laughed the entire time.  There is one scene, in a strip club.  That I swear to god is what it would be like if I tried to pole dance.  Bwahahaha.  MUST SEE!!!

*Enjoyed a fabulous lunch on Sunday at Rodizio Brazilian Grill with my sisters family and dad.  My dad and I haven’t had the greatest relationship (kinda like none) since I was a young teen.  Just recently, since oh, Christmas, things have changed a bit between us.  It’s really nice actually. Oh and in case you’re wondering what a Vegetarian can eat at a Brazilian steakhouse…..the answer is grilled Parmesan veggies that are TDF, grilled caramelized pineapple and Vodka (a Caprioska with Passion Fruit to be exact).  Mmm…..YUMMY!

*Oh.  And I will never again wonder about my sister and mine drinking habits after our most enjoyable time with our dad.  Btwn the three of us, we managed to enjoy 9 Brazilian drinks and if we’d stayed any longer it would have been more.  (can you say- lushes?  Hahaha….)  And come to find out, after we (ok, more so my sister, she introduced us ALL to these Caprihania’s) introduced our dad to these drinks, he now calls ahead to restaurants to make sure they serve them before making dinner reservations. Haha! I love it.

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Welpers. It’s Monday.  Enjoy!

(vi.sualize.us)

~ xo

Vixen