You Can’t Put a Price on a Spider Picture

So my dad sent me a forward the other day & I got such a giggle out of it I thought I'd share it with you all. The only thing my dad said about the forward was: funny. I couldn't sum it up any better. Silly people make my day & I’m having a bit of blogging block. So here goes (read it, it’s worth the click I swear, & if for some absurd reason you don’t think it ends up being worth it I will allow you to post hate comments on my blog, really, go ahead, I dare you):

http://news.ninemsn.com.au/article.aspx?id=665847

Wade & I had our anniversary dinner at Kincaid’s last week & it was delicious & I was tipsy off of wine & mojitos & everything was great in life. It was a fabulous time but Kincaid’s is way too pricey. We had a $20 gift card & still ended up shelling out $85. For only 2 people that is ridonkulous. Haven’t they heard? There’s a recession going on. Get with the program people! Guess this week’s dinners are Easy Mac & Ramen. Thank goodness Thursday is Thanksgiving so I get to eat my parent’s delicious cooking on Thursday & then Wade's mom's cooking on Friday! Yes! Double Thanksgivings!

We also went to see ‘Wicked’ at the Orpheum on Saturday night w/ a huge group of people. I only knew about 1/3 of them but it was a good time. The show was GREAT! I loved it. The only thing that sucked was the Orpheum’s seats. That theater is gorgeous but its seating is very outdated, small, & uncomfortable & it was hard for me to see around the person’s head in front of me (& it’s not b/c I’m a midget, I'm just vertically challenged a little, & the lady's head in front of me wasn't abnormally huge or anything, but the layout just sucks in the theater, I would seriously hate to be any taller than me there though b/c there's NO foot room!)* Anyway, I hope everyone had an excellent weekend & I'll probably be off until after the holiday, so I’ll talk to you then!

Happy early Thanksgiving everyone! As I always say, eat it up! You can exercise later!

*How's that for a run on sentence?

Yippie-Kai-Aye-Yay Mother F’er!

Okay, sorry for the lewd title to this post, but for those of you who are fans of “Super Troopers” you may think it’s funny. If not, carry on... Anyway, my enthusiasm is due to the awesome fact that I got my first blog award!!!! Fabulous Bon Don over at “Who Throws A Cupcake? Honestly.” has bestowed upon me the Uber Amazing Blog award!

This blog award is given to sites that:
~ inspire you
~ make you smile and laugh
~ give amazing information
~ is a great read
~ have an amazing design
and/or any other reasons you can think of that makes them uber amazing!

The rules of this award are: Put the logo on your blog or post.
Nominate at least 5 blogs that for you are Uber Amazing!
Let them know that they have received this Uber Amazing award by commenting on their blog. Share the love and link to this post and to the person you received your award from.

So without further adieu the 5 blogs I would like to nominate are:

La Dolce Vita – A self-proclaimed 20-something basket case with a great sense of humor
Mental Poo –over the top dirty and politically incorrect humor. He’s like a car crash that you just can’t stop looking at.
A Martini Always Helps – Well, a martini always does help. Right? Right.
Mindy Does Minneapolis – She’s cool b/c she lives where I do. And she’s funny shit.
Baking With Plath – Great humor w/ doses of reality. Love it!

Happy Thursday everyone!

Warning: Sappiness Ahead

To My Better Half…

Two years ago today you gave me the absolute honor of becoming my husband. I don’t know what I did in order to deserve you, but for whatever it is I am so grateful. You are the most wonderful person I have ever met. Even though there are times we get on each other’s nerves, remember that I wouldn’t want you any other way (except for in the morning before you've brushed your teeth and your morning breath brings tears to my eyes). :)

I know I am not the easiest person to live with and I am grateful that you put up with me. I will try to be better at compromising and work at acting less like a “princess” and not dictate the household. Marriage is about working together and it takes hard work, but in the end it is worth every effort so I promise to put my whole heart and soul into ours.

In honor of our anniversary I've made a short list of some of the things about you I am thankful for (reference this at any point when you feel I'm being a bitch):

1. Thank you for giving up your free time and going to school for your MBA. I know it’s not fun for you, but I am thankful for your ambition to succeed and provide a better future for us (and our yet-to-be-conceived kiddo).
2. Thank you for picking up my slack in the dish washing department. I hate doing the dishes and I love it when I see you did them even though it was my turn. :)
3. Thank you for being witty, smart, honorable and loyal.
4. Thank you for making me laugh (even at times I don’t feel like laughing)
5. Thank you for always putting the toilet seat down. I love not having to worry about falling in the toilet. :)
6. Thank you for being compassionate, respectful and ambitious.
7. Thank you for doing 99% of the yard work.
8. Thank you for being my on-call exterminator. I’m so glad that when I yell out “Spider!” or “Bug!” you come to my rescue. You are my super man!
9. Thank you for being funny, kind, caring and thoughtful.
10. Thank you for having the greatest smile, the warmest heart, a great sense of humor and giving me the biggest hugs.

These past 2 years have been wonderful and even though I didn’t think it was possible I love you even more today than the day we got married. I truly believe our marriage is one that has “forever” written all over it and I look forward to what our future together holds. Happy anniversary babe.

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Also, Happy Anniversary Tyma's! :) I'll never forget when your anniversary is!

Ski Hills - 1; Kellie - 0

Way too much freaking snow in the U. P.

As promised here is the tale of my snowboarding affair.

Every winter a group of us heads up north to the U.P. of MI for a weekend full of drinking & boarding/skiing/tubing/sledding. For me this is mostly just a weekend of binge drinking however one year (and one year only) I decided I would give snow boarding a try. Let me be the first to tell you that trying to snow board for the first time ever while hung over is NOT a good idea.

We wake up from our 1st night of heavy drinking hung over as hell. Wade was very excited to get me out to try the snow board that he had for me. So I dress to stay warm and waddle out to Indianhead Resort to give it a go. Pretty much the second we get there I know I don’t want to be there. I am sweating, even though I am cold & my hands are shaky. This is not going to be good. Luckily for me I have my hung over sister w/ me to keep me company.

We strap on our boards & head to the bunny hill. Wade wants to try to teach me how to board so he stands halfway down the bunny hill & gives me instructions while I attempt to obey them. It is not good. I suck. Majorly. I blame most of my suckiness on the fact that I am horrendously hung over, but who knows; maybe I truly just suck at it. I can’t get a hang of how to steer myself with the board & it is constantly cutting into the snow & making me fall. Sometimes I am falling face first & sliding down on my belly & other times I am falling on my ass & sliding down getting snow down my pants. Either way, I am NOT having a good time.

Wade starts to get frustrated with my lack of abilities & my complete lack of effort & enthusiasm due to my hang over so Kara & I decide to tell him & the rest of our group to go ahead & hit some other hills & we’ll take a break for a bit. So off they go as Kara & I promptly sit our asses down on an open area at the top of a small hill. After resting for about 15-20 minutes Wade comes back & wants me to go down the hill that we are sitting on top of. I look down it & it doesn’t look too scary. I look back at Kara & ask her if she wants to give it a go. Hell no she says. So I decide to try to tackle it on my own with Wade trying to help me along the way. Unfortunately, I think the hill definitely tackles me instead of the other way around. I'm pretty sure I broke the record for the most falls on that short of a hill. I am on my ass way more than I am standing & am constantly turning in circles & going down the hill backwards. But alas, I make it down the hill in one piece. Yay me! Little did I know the hardest part was yet to come…

The only thing I like doing in the snow is walking to the Booby Hatch

Once I reach the bottom of the hill Wade directs me over to the ski lift. I stare at it wondering where the hell the chairs are. All it consists of is a rope w/ little stretchy ropes & plastic handles hanging down from it. They instruct me to stand in a certain spot, grab the plastic handle when it comes to me & hold on tight & it will then lug my ass up the hill. Seriously? I am a weakling. I imagine hanging on for dear life, my body dragging the whole way up the hill & ending w/ my pants full of snow. But I see all the other people doing it & decide that it can’t be that hard. I see little kids doing it w/ ease. (I should have noted at this time that I also saw little kids flying past me on snowboards/skis & making me look bad yet again; so I should not be measuring my ability to their super human talents. Damn over achieving kids.)

Soon it is my turn & I take a hold of the handle & steady myself to be tugged. The slack tightens & the handle promptly flings out of my grasp. The guy running the rope pull hits stop & brings it back to me. This thing has a lot of slack in it due to it being made of super stretchy cord & it seems I underestimated its stretchiness. I grab a hold of it again & he tells me to make sure I hold on tightly. I nod my understanding to him & he starts the thing up again. I strain my arms & hands so hard just to hold on, but my body seems so heavy & my board seems to be getting stuck in the snow. It pulls me approximately 3 feet from my beginning spot when swoosh! Out from my hands the handle flings again. Shit balls. The guy hits stop again & helps me grab the handle again. Luckily I hadn’t moved far. I tell him this time I will hold on “for realsies” & he gives me an irritated look. I should mention that this entire time Wade is one handle up from me on the rope & laughing down at me while yelling “hold on” with me replying “I’m fucking trying!”

Try three. The rope starts moving & I hold on like my life depends on it. I probably look like I’m constipated I’m straining so hard. Finally…I’m moving! I’m moving! Yay! I’m ½ way up the hill! And then suddenly my board decides to swerve & get stuck in a divot in the snow. Oh holy crap sack. I fall on my face. I hear the rope pull come to a stop. I look up to see Wade laughing hysterically at me again. Whatever crap face husband of mine. Thanks for the support. I hear the guy running the pull yelling at me asking if I need help. I look up at the handle. It’s only about 2 feet away from me, but keep in mind that I am on a hill & if I stand up my board will most definitely make me slide down it & I will knock down every single person behind me. So I nod in defeat & he runs up the hill to me. Damn it I suck. He finally reaches me & gives me the handle AGAIN. I could tell he is annoyed, but I don’t care. It’s not like this is something I am enjoying or am proud of. He finally gets back down to his station & starts the pull again. I now have the handle wedged in between my legs & my hands have a death grip on the damn thing. The end is in sight. Only 5 feet more, 4 feet, 3 feet, 2 feet, whew! I’m finally at the top. I release the rope & promptly fall on my face yet again.

When I finally get my ass up & out of the way Wade has the balls to ask me if I want to go down the hill again. Not in a million freaking years. Going down the hill wasn’t so bad, although I wasn’t very good at it, but getting back up the hill was pure hell. Kara & I spent the rest of the afternoon soaking up the sun through the windows of the ski lodge & eating French fries. Now that is how I like to spend my hung over winter afternoons.

The way we should have spent the cold afternoon: Quarters!

Ski hills - 2; Kellie - 0

The Hills Are Alive & Kicking My Ass

Winter is here. There’s no denying it any longer. The trees are bare, the grass is brown, it’s colder than shit and it’s already snowed (twice). This reminds me that soon people will be asking me to join them on the slopes. Being that I do not like being outdoors in the cold (unless I'm drinking or walking to a bar where I can drink) I dread this request. I like winter for about a month; the month of December. Other than that it is a drag. It lasts way too long, gets too depressing when you don’t see the sun for days/weeks at a time, the salt on the streets stains my boots and dirties my car, and my feet are constantly wet from walking in thigh high snow. It blows. The only good things to come out of it are the multiple cute scarves and hats that I buy to match each and every outfit. And I can get away with it b/c winter lasts SO long up here in da nort. So at least I look great while out in the cold.

Anyway, back to the point of my post. I dread the ski slopes. I’ve only been skiing and snowboarding one time each. The one time I tried skiing was about 10 years ago. My boyfriend at the time took me up to Afton Alps for Valentine’s Day. It started out great. My boyfriend was a great ski teacher for me and I mastered the bunny hill in no time flat. He was seriously impressed with my skills and so was I! I couldn’t believe how fast I caught on. He quickly decided it was time for us to head to a green hill and was even saying that by the end of the day I could be on blues! No. Freaking. Way! I am a ski goddess!

We jump on the lift to head up to my first green hill. It’s wonderful. The hills are beautiful. And then we reach the top and I look down the slope and my eyes pop out of my head. No way in hell that this is a green. It’s massively HUGE. My boyfriend insists that it is a green and I have to do it b/c there is nothing easier than this besides the bunny hill (which was so easy it was boring). He informs me that he will go slowly in front of me just in case I get out of control. For some reason he thinks that he will be able to stop me if that were to happen. So I suck it up, put on my brave face and start slowly down the hill. Things start out okay besides my constant bawling in fear. I make it about ¼ of the way down the hill without any problems other than I am being passed by 2 year olds on snowboards and they make me feel like shit. And then… all hell breaks loose.

Stupid little kid, you think you're soooooo cool passing me down the hill. Well piss off.

I lose control. I’m flying down the side of the mountain at what feels like 2,000 mph. The whole motion of swishing back and forth to control my speed is not possible AT ALL. I swear on all things holy I am going to die. I quickly soar past my boyfriend who was so insanely stupid to think he would be able to catch me and am careening down the slope. The whole time I am swearing at the top of my lungs, “OH SHIT, OH SHIT, OH SHIT!!!” My boyfriend takes off after me b/c now he thinks he can catch me and bring me under control, but for some reason he doesn’t realize I am going faster than the speed of light. I have got to be making the fastest time ever on this slope and I am amazingly (by the grace of God) still upright. My poles are flinging in circles on each side of me as I whiz down passing all those stupid 2 year olds who thought they were better than me. Then I look ahead and about piss my snow pants. At the base of the hill there is a line of people and I am heading straight for them. I’m screaming at the top of my lungs but for some reason they just stand there and stare at me. So what the hell do I do? I decide to try to sit down b/c it is the only way I will be able to stop and not super smash them. I do not suggest this approach.

I look approximately like this (minus the professional gear)

I tumble through the air, my poles flying out of my hands, one ski flinging off my boot and my chin scraping the ice cold snow. I stop about 30 feet from the line of people who are ALL staring at me in shock but for some reason never moved a fucking inch. My boyfriend comes flying up behind me asking if I am okay. FUCK NO, I’m not okay. I have road rash on my chin, my thumb is jammed all to hell and I’m scared out of my mind! There is no way in hell I am going down another hill if this is the easiest they are. Fuck off.

This is what I'm sure I looked like at the end of my fall (minus the helmet which would have been nice to have now that I look back on it)

I slowly rise to my feet, find my poles and missing ski and walk to the line to wait for the ski lift. I’m not talking to my boyfriend. I decide he is trying to kill me. I am done. No more skiing. I’ll just sit it out and wait in the lodge and get drunk by myself. We get to the top of the lift and look at the map to figure out how to get back to the lodge and I notice that the hill we were just on (that kicked the living shit out of me) was not a green hill as he had told me. It was a freaking BLUE. WTF? I guess he was right when he said he’d have me going down a blue hill by the end of the day. I’d just rather of not done it on my ass!

By the end of the day I did end up conquering that hill. All on my feet and swishing back and forth under control. And it Felt. So. Good.

Stay tuned for a story on my only attempt at snowboarding. Unfortunately I can’t say it went much better than this…

Some Silly Survey

So due to lack of time and lack of creativity I'm posting my answers to a little survey I got from me ma. Please feel free to do your own and let me know. I usually find these things interesting!



Welcome to the 2008 edition of getting to know your Friends.

1. What time did you get up this morning? The first time - 6:45 (not happy w/ Wade about that one); for realsies - 7:20

2. Diamonds or pearls? Diamonds totally

3. What was the first film you saw at the cinema? Like I can remember that. The LAST one I saw was Sex & the City.

4. What is your favorite TV show? I have a lot of favorites. 2 that I hate to miss are Grey's Anatomy and Desperate Housewives

5. What do you usually have for breakfast? A pop and sometimes a granola bar (I know, it's super healthy)
6. What is your middle name? Lea

7. What food do you dislike? Peas and olives
8. What is your favorite CD at moment? I don't listen to CD's, just my iPod now. I like Rhianna a lot right now though (I know I'm a total teen music lover).
9. What kind of car do you drive? Nissan Altima

10. Favorite sandwich? Turkey w/ muenster cheese, cucumbers, lettuce, onions and mayo (from anywhere!)
11. What characteristic do you dislike? Plain and simple - People who are @ssholes :)

12. Favorite item of clothing? My Abercrombie blue jeans, they are so super comfy

13. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go? Italy, Australia, Germany, Bali and back to Hawaii (just to name a few!)
14. Favorite brand of clothing? Stores - I like Limited, Express, Arden B and NY & Co. and almost ALL department stores (I'm being very selective here b/c basically I wanted to say my favorite is the mall...it's too hard to pick just a few)

15. Where would you retire to? Somewhere warm and toasty!

16. What was your most recent memorable birthday? Crud, I can barely remember what I did this year for my b-day let alone any others. My memory blows.

17. Favorite sport to watch? Football

18. Furthest place you are sending this? G-burg (hey Milly!)

19. Person you expect to send it back first? ? Don't know, don't care

20. When is your birthday? May 29

21. Are you a morning person or a night person? Night, I hate waking up early

22. What is your shoe size? 7

23. Pets? My spoiled rotten baby boy Kobe

24. Any new and exciting news you'd like to share with us? Nope. Nothing new and exciting. We painted the storage room walls white and tonight we are putting new pistons on our storm door b/c the wind caught it and bent them. See, that is all that is new but it's NOT exciting. :) (Oh and when I say WE, I mostly mean Wade.) Haha...

25. What did you want to be when you were little? A vet

26. How are you today? I'm tired. Wade's phone kept waking me up last night. I'm not happy about it. It's the last time that is going to happen. No more phones in the bedroom at night!

27. What is your favorite candy? Butterfingers or Reese's peanut butter cups

28. What is your favorite flower? Red Anemones. How pretty are they!?!?! When I tell people that no one knows what they are so I thought I'd add a pic:

29. What is a day on the calendar you are looking forward to? Friday b/c we're going home to see the fam for my Dad's b-day!

30. What is your favorite pastime? Reading, watching tv, shopping, kickboxing class, cuddling w/ Kobe & Wade, shopping (oh wait, did I already say that?), home improvement stuff.

31. What are you listening to right now? My own typing. It's quiet in here.

32. What was the last thing you ate? A chili cheese burrito from T Bell. It was tasty.

33. Do you wish on stars? Every now and then

34. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? Yellow or pink. How about yellow and pink swirled together? Perfect!

35. How is the weather right now? Icky. Cold and cloudy. There is snow on our deck and it makes me a sad panda.

36. The first person you spoke to on the phone today? I don't remember, probably a lame-o customer.

37. Favorite soft drink? Dr. Pepper or Mt. Dew, it's a tie
38. Favorite restaurant? Too many to list but I currently am craving Anemoni. It's sushi/Japanese food. Delish!

39. Real hair color? Dark blonde

40. What was your favorite toy as a child? Barbies, hands down (although My Little Ponies rocked too)

41. Summer or winter? Summer definitely

42. Hugs or kisses? Depends on who's giving them!

43. Chocolate or Vanilla? Chocolate

44. Coffee or tea? Coffee w/ flavored creamer

45. Do you want your friends to email you back? This question is always stupid.

46. When was the last time you cried? I don't remember. It's been a while. I'm not a very emotional person.

47. What is under your bed? Nothing in our room b/c the bed is low on the ground. In the spare room though it's tupperware bins w/ sweatshirts, dresses and purses.

48. What did you do last night? Took a 30 minute nap, went to kickboxing and watched 90210. Then giggled at Kobe when he wanted to go to bed and Wade and I wouldn't let him. He's a grumpy gus.

49. What are you afraid of? Spiders and something bad happening to my family/friends (I guess spiders seems stupid now...)
50. Salty or sweet? Usually salty, but every now and then sweet

51. How many keys on your key ring? 3

52. How many years at your current job? 4

53. Favorite day of the week? Saturday

54. How many towns have you lived in? Clive, Ames, Lakeville, Richfield, West Des Moines, Waukee (6)

55. Do you make friends easily? I think so.

56. How many people will you send this to? Only my favorites :)

57. How many will respond? Only those that are bored or procrastinating like me! I REALLY don't want to make these stupid nametags for tomorrow's event.
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Update: My mom informed me the 1st movie we went to see in the theater was ET and I got scared and cried. I am a wuss.

Oh also sorry this post is so lame. I was SO busy today and this is the best I could do. I promise to drastically improve on my next post! :)

I'm a Year Old!

Yay blog! Happy 1 year birthday! In the past year I have blogged about a lot of stuff. Most of it random, some of it ridiculous, a little of it boring, tad bits of it hilarious, but all of it real. My life in a blog. Granted my life can get boring at times, so being the nice blogger that I am I cut all the boring stuff out of it (or at least MOST of the boring stuff out of it). I just wanted to let all my readers know how thankful I am to have you reading my little slice of the pie of life. I appreciate all your visits and witty comments! I hope to continue this for another year and hopefully you will continue on in the journey with me!

I am guest blogging today over at Who's Your Dachshund? so I will leave you with a picture of me showing Kobe who is boss in our house. That’s right, it’s me! Who needs Cesar Milan? Look at him cower in fear.

*Disclaimer: No dogs were hurt in the photographing of this cheesy picture and he's really not cowering in fear, more like in shock at how nerdy I am.

Beware...

Adorable picture coming up...
click here
Oh and if you don't read Who's Your Dachshund?, you should. They find the cutest pics ever.

Today is...

I wish I were tailgating in warm weather w/ my girls again right NOW... Cold weather blows.

Today is a bad day b/c:
* It’s snowing.
* It is officially cold and wintery.
* I had to retire my open toed shoes for the season.
* I’m as pale as a ghost.
* I didn’t get very much sleep last night and am dragging ass this morning.
* I still haven’t lost any weight. Boo!

But…

Today is a good day b/c:
* It’s Friday and the beginning of the weekend!
* We have a happy hour planned for a friend’s b-day tonight.
* I get my hair cut and colored (going dark) tomorrow & I’m excited for a new look.
* I’m going to shop til I drop tomorrow. Why not? The weather sucks ass so there’s really nothing better to do and I LOVE shopping! (Old Navy is having a super sale on their outerwear!)
* Tomorrow is my blog’s 1st b-day! 70 posts in one year and I can’t believe I’ve been blogging for that long already. It feels like just yesterday when I popped my blog cherry
* Also, I have my very first guest blog coming out on my blog b-day. It’s a great honor! I’ll be sure to let you all know where you can find me!
Happy Friday Internet!

Don’t Mind Me, I’m Just Peeing on Your Coffee Table

So I’ve got a funny story to tell but I’ve been taking some time to try to put it together b/c I don’t want to name names due to some possible embarrassment. In all honesty I think it is funny now that it is all over with. So…how do I begin?

It all started last Friday night. Wade and I decided to have some friends over to celebrate after the trick or treating was done with. It ends up being a good sized group of people hanging out in our garage and drinking some tasty beverages. We all end up getting pretty toasted. The night is getting late and it has dwindled down to just 2 guests left. They were going to get a cab but being that it is Halloween the cab companies were busy and there was no way they were going to be getting one to drive out to the burbs to take them home at 2 am. So we head inside and start playing drunk Mario Kart and Guitar Hero. I end up crashing on our couch shortly after that.

Around 5 am I awake to a weird sound. It takes me a moment to realize I passed out in the family room and I’m not alone. I soon realize that the sound I’m hearing is a dripping noise. I look up to see Raul* on his knees and peeing on our coffee table. WTF? I begin screaming “No Raul! No! Stop!” He looks up all bleary eyed and says “Huh?” I run to the kitchen and grab a handful of paper towels and throw them at him and then run off to find an old towel to use. When I come back into the family room I see a puddle of pee on the rug where all the pee ran off of the coffee table and I see Raul trying to wipe up the pee from the table top. During all of this I’m still not even sure if he is awake or not (he was pretty drunk). I sop up the pee puddle on the rug and look around. Raul’s gotten the pee on the table wiped up and things seem to be cleaned up good enough for now. I get a blanket for Raul and he lays back down on the couch and I head upstairs to bed. I wake Wade up from his deep slumber and tell him what just happened downstairs but he is so tired it barely registers.

The next day Wade asks me what was I saying to him in the middle of the night about pee on the coffee table. I explain to him that I awoke to find Raul peeing on our coffee table in a drunken stupor. He laughs it off until he realizes that some pee may have dripped through the middle of our table and into the storage compartment under it. Our table opens up to a drawer under it for storage and it has a crease in the center in order for it to open and I didn't even think of that in my frantic state of clean up. As Wade slowly pulls up the table leaf he says that if Raul peed all over the inside of the table he’s going to freak. He sees 2 little wet spots the size of quarters on a board game. Thank goodness that is all that dripped inside. We promptly sanitized the board game and everything in the near vicinity. Pee be gone!

The funny thing about Raul is that this is not his first drunken pee incident. He had one in a hotel room corner as well. And one time when he drunk passed out at our house he slept walked and took a shower at 3 am. I was still up and thought it must have been Wade taking a shower so I open the bathroom door and say “Wade?” and get a response of “No”. That was a surprise. So we have a trashed shower taker and party pee-er friend on our hands. He now has to be supervised when getting trashed at our house, either that or wear diapers.

*Name has been changed to protect the identity of the party pee-er.

It's time to votey vote vote!

As most of you know today is Election Day. Make sure you take a half hour of your time to go cast your vote and make your voice heard. Leonardo DiCaprio told me I should cast my vote, so who am I to say no to him???