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)
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Vixen