If you have don't know who he is, go to the store now and buy his albums. Do people even do that anymore? Or is it all about iTunes? I wouldn't know. I haven't bought a CD or a song in years. But seriously. David Gray. AMAZING. This was my third time seeing him in concert. Even the plague couldn't keep me away.
Let me rephrase. I was at a fundraiser but did not fundraise. No, I take it back. I helped to raise $2,500 by parading around the room modeling a gorgeous antique ring that was up for auction. Really should've gotten a manicure before the event.
The fundraiser was a dinner/silent auction/live auction to benefit the husband's father's foundation that sends Indonesian students to culinary school. Hence the Indonesian fans pictured above. Please ignore the fact that I have 14 chins and focus on my lovely friend Jillian.
Chicks dig me.
At the above mentioned event, I was... gasp... hit on by a la-dy. I wish I could recall the details but I was slightly (and by slightly I mean greatly) intoxicated at this point in the evening. I was flattered but politely informed her that I don't swing that way. Anymore.
Now your wheels are turning, right? ;)
I kid. I kid!!
Somebody stop me.
I CANNOT continue to think I can party like a rockstar. Two day long hangovers are not my friend, no matter how many times they try to come around and visit.
After above event (this was a long day...) we went home with the bright idea to drink more! SMRT, we are! The husband's bff and his date came back to the house with us. Damn you, peer pressure! I probably would've been a good girl and gone straight to bed if we didn't have house guests. But then I wouldn't have been a proper hostess, right?
We stayed up way too late and drank way too much. When I awoke for work in the morning, I decided against showering and went to work with the ever-stylish "last night's hair and makeup" look. I think I'm starting a new trend with this one. You should try it. It really takes no effort at all. I also awoke to find pizza boxes on my kitchen counter. Oy. It was one of those nights. Damn fourth meal! I didn't even remember eating you!
The fancy car!
The husband is out of town today til Sunday so I get to drive his shiny new car. Yay! At least I get something in exchange for being on my own all week, right? He's on his way to DC for lots of fabulous eating and drinking, then headed to NYC for a boys' weekend. Should I be scared? Probably.
The pups.
My little munchie-faces have cost me a ridiculous amount of money lately. We've been to the vet far too many times in the last few months. So to make them feel better, I set them up with a nice little photo-shoot. It only took about 18,000 tries to get a good one. And I know they enjoyed every minute of it.
Think Miles is trying to tell me something? (Probably something along the lines of "please get rid of this pestering Bella creature")
Because this is quite possibly the cutest picture of two dachshunds EVER, I thought I'd submit it to one of my favorite blogs, Friday Puppy. You see, every Friday, cute pups from all over get the shot at becoming famous. Hence the name, Friday Puppy. Too bad they haven't picked my mine yet. Sorry M & B, guess they're not feeling the love.
Work.
Blech. Seriously, can somebody rig the lottery to make my numbers hit? Please? I'll give you a cookie!
It's not really that bad. I just like to complain, but you already knew that. My position is actually growing, giving me more responsibility, more hours at the office (woo hoo!) and (hopefully) eventually a pay raise. That being said, I'm truly looking forward to the opportunity. Being a commissioned salesperson since literally the day I graduated college, having a salaried position is nice for a change. 'Cause, you know, I kinda like money.
Of course I'm still out there selling houses too. That's my true love. So please buy one from me. Mama needs a new, um, landscape.
Speaking of...
The neighborhood eyesore.
Otherwise known as My Yard. Our yard is so embarassingly desperate for a makeover that I submitted pictures of it to the Today Show's America's Most Desperate Landscape contest.
Don't be a hater. I know you're jealous of our hot little house. Doesn't every kid grow up dreaming of a barn-red house with a dingy stone facade, dead trees and zero curb appeal? If that's true, we really scored with this one!
And here we have what was formerly a lovingly cared for garden. Of weeds. A few flowers have begun to sprout and I can't wait to rip them out. (Random recycling bin thrown in the yard and ladder leaning on the side of the house for your viewing pleasure. I know, you're thinking, "Gawd, could they be anymore WT?!")
Now this is hands-down the BEST part of the yard. Who wouldn't love an old chicken wire fence that's held up by tree stumps. Fence posts are too good for this beauty! And the trees must really be enamored with it because they've actually started to grow their bark around the fence in a sweet embrace. This is one love affair I'm not sure I can break up.
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