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I had a deep dark secret from my childhood slam me in the face on Sunday.  Hard.

At first I was taken off guard.  Shocked.  Surprised.  But then as the day wore on, into the night and then the next day….and the memories and emotions and feelings starting bubbling up and over.  Things I haven’t thought about or talked about in over twenty years.  And I felt myself suffocating from anxiety, of being overwhelmed…

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And I shared some of this information with someone close to me.  But then walked away feeling overly exposed and very, very raw.  Worrying.  Regretting.  Obsessing.

My sister pointed something out to me.  That was rather eye opening.  I am a very open person.  But I am very open about things that I am comfortable with.  Which is many/most things but that I have several boxes that I keep tightly closed, off limits, that I don’t share very openly about.  She said I was being unfair to myself.  And that maybe that is where ‘these feelings’ were coming from…

Have I mentioned how much I *heart* my sister? 

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PC came home mid day, to be with me.  He brought lunch from a new sandwich shop I’d been wanting to try…knowing if he didn’t, I probably wouldn’t have eaten.  He didn’t have to come home.  But he did because he was worried and wanted to be with me.  I was able to shut the buzz of my thoughts down long enough to rest.  Something I struggle with…

Have I mentioned how much I *heart* my husband?

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Would love to have you contribute  ANYONE can…just snap and send. Send.

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~ xo

Vixen

When life gives you lemons, make lemonade.…

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

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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!

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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!

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~ xo

Vixen

Whirlwind of a weekend.  Some plans fell through.  Others popped up.  My sleeping habits are all mucked up (ie…. asleep at 9, up from midnight-4am, asleep 4ish-9am…hey I guess if you add it up, that’s 9 hours of sleep- impressive for me! Haha…).  I thank my allergies.  But overall a fabulous one.

Some random notes-

*** The other morning, in the midst of LP having yet another melt down (the 5th?  10?  ….idk I lost count) it struck me how fucking high strung she is.  She gets/feels stressed and her anxiety goes up and next thing you know she’s flustered and short and her voice goes up…..  Good lord girl, take a chill pill already! And it hit me.  HARD. 
OMG….she’s totally me.  PC refers to it as me being in “Daisy Mode”.  We have a very neurotic Mini Australian Shepherd, Daisy.  The poor thing HATES to get in trouble, HATES for voices to be raised, gets stressed out VERY easily- if everything is not feeling completely fabulous and peachy to her she becomes a mess.  I’ve referred to it before, but if you ever saw the movie The Golden Compass, they focus on everyone having a ‘daemon‘.  PC says Daisy is my daemon.  When I mentioned to PC how high strung LP is and that I thought she might have gotten it from me.  He stares at me incredulously and says…. “might?!”.

Oh.  Right.  Man….

*** We were out Friday night at our favorite brewery (good beer and endless vegetarian options= *SWOON*).  Sitting on a very crowded patio.  And I receive a text from Roxy.  A very um, NSFP (Not Safe For Public) picture.  Which…totally not shocking. *snort*  I didn’t open it with the most ‘care’ (I know, I know…my bad).  Doh.  I receive several more (Roxy!  LOLOLOL) and realize the five-top behind us has become increasingly more ‘interested’ in PC and mine conversation.  And the way in which I am sitting, anything I view on my BB is also viewable to some of them.  It’s a moment where you wonder if you should just invite them to sit with you because clearly they are more interested in what you have going on.  *shaking head*

I bring this up bc this is the third time in the last couple weeks I’ve been out and had the occupants of a table nearby so blatantly be eavesdropping.  I love to people watch as much as the next person but fucking A, at least I’m stealth (ok…’ish’…) about it.  Ashton (aka Yummy) and I were out last week and I admit, carrying on an increasingly more risque conversation.  I swear the woman at the table next to us was about to fall out of her chair she was so intrigued/interested in what we were talking about.  I felt like pulling a chair up and inviting her in. I mean, seriously…  Apparently conversation of raves, threesomes, and lesbians were far more interesting than whatever the three men she was with were talking about.  *snort*

*** Back to my Friday night.  We had a fabulous time.  Intermixed with boob and penis shots.  Never a dull moment in Vixen-land!  Did ponder something else while we were out this weekend….  What makes someone who is very clearly NOT a people person, take a job in a position that clearly requires you to BE a people person.  Such as waiting tables.  Things that make you go, hmm….

*** It was 94 Saturday.  And 99 degrees on Sunday.  Scorching hot.  Luckily I was able to get the kiddos to the pool one of those days.  I hear there is a huge change in weather coming soon.  Noooo……

*** I have an insane crush on Hit Girl.  Yes. It’s wrong.  Very wrong.  She’s um….ok. I’m not even going to tell you her age.  But damn….  *fans self*  Let’s just pretend she’s like, um, twenty-one!  Yes, yes, that’s a fine and legal age.  Mmmhmm.  (um yeah….)

*** Jennifer Anniston and Justin Bateman had mad chemistry in The Switch.  Sweet, funny, heart wrenching…..very good movie.  AND there are a ton of awesome chick flicks movies coming out in the next few months!  Yay for PC…  *snort*  (I’ve seen enough action/shot them up/alien/macho movies that panty boy of mine can suck up five a chick flick every so often ~wink~)

So there you go.  It’s Monday.  Enjoy it.  I hear that with enough coffee I could rule the world.  I will be testing this theory….

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~ 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

“I kinda flirt with everything and everyone, no matter if it’s a tree or a coffee cup. I can’t resist.”

The whole player thing….  (which jr so kindly provided a definition of -below- from the Urban Dictionary and that I am so totally NOT) When I mentioned it last week (you know, when PC called me out on it), I failed to mention it was entirely directed towards my interactions with females. I am so totally NOT a player (oh good lord…SO totally not….lololol) when it comes to boys (to clarify…PC doesn’t count…he’s an honorary girl ~winkgrins~).  I mean…until this past year the very idea of me even liking one was ridiculous to me, and well anyone else who knows me well. I just wasn’t attracted to them.  Not that that stopped me from flirting, or being friendly with one (many).  I just wasn’t interested.  Still find that to be pretty true. It’s much easier for me to feel an attraction to a female.

But.  I am an equal opportunity flirter.  I don’t discriminate.  Girl…guy….cute….sexy….smoking hot…plain…not really my type…whatever. I WILL flirt with you.  I’m not even sure of my ‘type’….bc for me, it’s all about whether that *CLICK* is felt.  It surprises me sometimes in fact, when I feel it.  Who it comes from.  What caused it.  When I’m asked my type, I shrug. I used to rattle off something…like I really knew.  But it was pointed out to me (ahemPCahem), that no….that has nothing to do with anything really.  I like to make people feel good about themselves.  Make them smile.  Put a lift in their step.  I have a knack for it.  I like that I have that ability to do that for someone.  BUT please don’t get me wrong….  I have my sights set.  My crushes, interests, while they may seem to include everyone...don’t.

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Just because I flirt with someone, doesn’t mean I want to hook up with them.  I am very flirtatious.  It’s just who I am.  PC and I work well, because he understands this about me.  Not that he isn’t insanely flirtatious himself….  But he doesn’t feel threatened.  Nor do I with him.  Hell when guys have offered to buy me a drink when we are out, he is all for it.  Saves him money!  *smirk*

A past girlfriend was upset with me at one point, regarding my flirting- she wanted to feel *special*.  But I mean, everyone wants to feel special to someone, right?!  When I pay so much attention to… ‘everyone’….the person I’m into has a difficult time ‘knowing’ they are the one I’m lusting after, completely into.  Well, gah, I guess that makes sense.

I guess I suck at that part.  Because in my mind…I KNOW who I’m into.  But I guess sometimes I get so consumed in my flirting that I fail to really devote my attention to the person(s) I am entirely interested in.  PC has even complained about this occasionally. (I TOLD you…I suck sometimes)

(((PC)))

I like to be liked.  To feel special.  And adored.  And fawned over.  Why wouldn’t they?

Player?  Not so much.  Equal opportunity flirter?  Completely.

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~ xo

Vixen

I ran across this article and it was amusing. Better yet, read on, I’ve summarized the funny/interesting parts and added my own experiences/notes/thoughts italicized underneath each.
So being the exhibitionist/adventurist I am, I’ve had sex in 6 out of the 9 places. And the ones I’ve left out, I really have no desire to try. (Ok…except one maybe…..)

9. The Beach…hot and romantic, no? So popular they even named a drink after it! Lying out in the sand, under the stars while the waves crash behind you…. Also know, if you aren’t extremely careful you are going to discover what it feels like to exfoliate areas of your body that don’t need to be exfoliated.
(this is true, but sex on the beach done right OR even better IN the water- especially the ocean waves….HOT)

8. A Pool…what could be hotter than dipping your naked body in water? Water is actually, according to some, a shitty lubricant.
(I whole-heartedly disagree with this. But, it’s no secret I am a *huge* fan of sex in the water….hot tubs, showers, pools, lakes…..you get the idea)

7. A Moving Car…back in the 50′s everyone was taking their girl up to ‘make out point’. As time went on, the parked sex changed to sex while driving, because who doesn’t like more thrills?!
(The several times I have engaged in actual sex while in a moving car- I’m not talking a BJ here- it was fun, adventurous…at the time. My over all opinion though is that it’s distracting and not very fun. Foreplay in a car is incredibly hot as well. Give me a parked car though. And I DO love sex in a car. It might have something to do with my love to be on top… )

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6. Nightclubs…basically, not the most sanitary of places.
(Probably not, but when you’ve been drinking and are hornier then hell, nightclub bathrooms are pretty hot places to engage in. Remember my post about the nightclub with the awesome, dark hallway???? Insanely hot)

5. Taxis…ever heard or seen Taxi Cab confessions? That might make you think twice right there.
(As someone who is very excited by exhibitionism, this may surprise you- but I have completely no interest in trying this. Now a LIMO on the other hand…. *wink*)

4. Movie Theaters…apparently the downside is depending on what state you live in, it might be a felony.
(Um…a felony? Hmm….this crossed my mind briefly a few weeks back at the last movie Ashton and I went to ‘see’. I say briefly, you know before the excitement took over and I threw inhibitions out the window. You only live once right?!)

3. The Woods…the smell of sex attracts bears. Hmm….maybe just come prepared with more than that box of condoms.
(Damn….another favorite of mine. Tent sex?? Sign me up! Sex in the outdoors? I’m SO totally in. I think that might have been the only place my exH and I were actually able to have sex the two years we lived in his parents basement, lol. To get some privacy we went camping every weekend. Fortunately no bear encounters….)

2. On a Plane…The Mile High Club is the ultimate fantasy of some. You’re in an exotic (???) place, high above earth, close quarters with nothing to do and in public, sort. Guess again, it’s illegal and you can be arrested for such behavior. And with the bathrooms not being known for their roominess, second to say, a kitchen cupboard….
(Never joined The Mile High Club and probably won’t)

1. On a Boat…if you don’t get sea sick or worry about capsizing a small boat, might be safe enough for you.
(Small canoe type boat I could see being problematic, say something like oh…..a wakeboard boat? Works just fine! That exhibitionism thing again? ….yeah, perfect example… *grins*)

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But in the meantime, make your way there by clicking the button!

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Have a fabulous Tuesday!

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~ xo

Vixen

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I saw him last week.  HIM. (you know…Ashton, aka Tall Glass of Yummy…..)

He told me he could break away from his overwhelmingly, busy schedule.

We meet.  We kiss.

Have a couple beers.

Random conversation.

Avoiding the obvious.

He asks if I’ve brought my camera.

I have.

I briefly look around the room.  Surveying where I could place the camera.  For the best shots.

His hand is on my leg.  Toying with my the hemline of my shorts.

My legs are drawn up to my chest.  I take a drink from my beer.

We sit in silence.  For a moment.

I glance at him sideways.

We’re kissing.

I’m unable to pull away.  At that moment I abandon all and any thoughts other than how badly I want him.

Have wanted him.

Any otherwise intentions have been discarded.

Our lips never parting, I climb into his lap.  Grinding.  Kissing.  Nibbling on each others necks.

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He has pulled my top (strapless) down.  Breasts. Nipples exposed.  Sucking.  Biting.

I pull my shirt over my head.

With his help I undo his belt and shorts.

Sliding off my shorts and panties as well.

Taking him in my mouth.

Then astride him.

Gasps.  Words.  Intake of breaths.  His hands on my hips.  My thighs.  Fingers digging into my flesh.  My nails [inadvertently] leaving marks on his back.

A back rub before falling asleep.  Briefly remembering the pictures that, again, were not taken.  (damn!)

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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….

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Have a fabulous Tuesday!

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~ xo

Vixen

Things change.

I’ve been mulling over a bunch of things. It’s funny that this time last week I was an anxious mess.  So many…‘issues’ were laying heavily on me.  Finally things became too much, PC and I talked them out, made some changes and I think we both walked away feeling much better about the new ‘game plan’ (mainly concerning summer plans that were beginning to overwhelm us both).  So come Monday night…I was sighing heavily with relief (while drinking several margaritas at my favorite place) because so many things had been lifted off my mind, making it possible to breathe again.  Finally able to rid myself of that tightness in my chest that was making it impossible to breathe.

And then *just. like. that*….a variable changed.  As things became simpler for me, they became overwhelmingly more complicated for this other person.  One having nothing to do with the other.  Just timing.

I’m a bit melancholy over these changes.  I have had moments where I was utterly obsessed with the how, the why and whether things could have been done differently.  But I understand.  And such is life. It changes.

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Friday Favorites-

Cheeky Minx…Love Hate Sex Cake…..


Janie…100 Ways to be Perverse in the Library…..

*Remember to click on the links and hit these girls up* Thumbnails are only meant to serve as teasers!

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Man this week has been completely insane…a discombobulated mess.  The holiday…being on summer break.  Still getting into the swing of things.  You watch, right when that happens and we get all comfortable, it will be time for school to be back!  Ha!

TGIF!!!

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~ xo

Vixen

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He stood before me in a towel, freshly showered.  Hair still wet.  And brought his lips to mine, putting his hand behind my head, pulling me in closer, kissing me intensely.

Our lips didn’t part as he slid me onto my back, until he pulled away to slide up my shirt.  The towel fell to the floor.  Softly kissing my stomach.    My shorts were off.  No panties.  He began kissing my inner thigh.  Tongue tracing the curve of my hip bone.  Putting his mouth so close….but not there. I could feel his breathe.  His breathing.

His hands were under my hips, pulling me to him.  My back arched.  Feeling his mouth first.  Then fingers sliding inside me.  Working together.

Gasping.  Breath catching.  Such intense…pleasure.

Fabulous beginning to a Saturday morning…..

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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*)!

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Have a fabulous Tuesday!

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~ 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…..)

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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…..

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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