changes in progress

So instead of posting tonight, I'm going to work on reformatting my blog. Ignore the layout until tomorrow as I'm sure it will take me hours to change the colors to ones I find acceptable.

Thank you,

The Management

single handedly keeping swa in business.

Last Sunday night my friend Sarah called to let me know that Southwest Airlines was having a special on flights to Salt Lake City for $51. $51!!! Any flight, any day of the week. Ryan and I each picked a separate weekend to visit. I'll be in town over Martin Luther King Jr. weekend, but the weekend that Ryan will be visiting is TOP SECRET information. If I told you those dates, my mother would pick up her phone RIGHT THIS SECOND to call me with serious concern for my safety now that the Internet knows which weekend I will be alone (but not really alone as I do have two vicious attack dogs). Because Ryan would not want my mother to panic, he would probably just cancel his flight. I'd prefer to avoid that whole situation, so I will just say that Ryan will be in Salt Lake City sometime between now and next summer.

And as if that is not enough excitement, we also convinced Ten Cow and The Spaniard to come up for a visit. The Spaniard is coming up to watch the Patriots game with Ryan, and Ten Cow is coming up for the Three's Company Reunion Tour - Seattle Edition, which I promise will involve no trips to cupcake shops.

this is the soundtrack to my life

When Bailey attempts to play with Maggie, it sounds like the poor dog is being beaten to death with a stick. I'm certain our neighbors are curious about the activities that are happening on the other side of their wall. Mario Ryan and I are waiting for the day when the cops show up on our doorstep demanding to know what the hell is making all of that noise. And when I point at Snugglewugglepuss in the corner, I know there is no way in hell they're going to believe me.

To get the full effect, turn the volume up. Way way up.

ryan + black headband + aviators + finely chiseled chin = mario

Quite a few people have told us how much they think Ryan looks like Mario Lopez. I choose to ignore all these comments, and have actually threatened quite a few individuals over them. But today while I was reading The Superficial on the bus, I couldn't deny the similarity. And because I am a cruel wife, I pulled out Ryan's my headband and Ryan's aviators and made him give me his best Mario impersonation. This is only our third shot, which leads me to wonder just how often Ryan practices his Mario impersonation.

please leave your pig at home

Ryan had his championship flag football game today in north Seattle. Apparently they have a real problem with people bringing their pot bellied pigs onto the field. Honestly, leave your pigs at home. And your damn cats too.

In case you're wondering, Ryan's team demolished the other team. 42-20.

giving myself a little break tonight

I just got back from a wine tasting party at a friend's house. And let's be honest, after three four five glasses of wine, one is not really in the mood to blog. So instead, I think I'm going to kick KC's ass in a game of MarioKart. And I think I deserve this one little break as I've made it halfway through NaBloPoMo by blogging straight for fifteen days. FIFTEEN DAYS! And let me tell you, it has not been easy.

while ryan was at poker night with the boys...

-two loads of laundry
-took the dogs on a long walk
-watched Jennifer Aniston on Oprah - LOVE HER!
-cleaned the kitchen
-watched the latest episode of The Office
-had a 45 minute phone conversation with my brother-in-law, KC
-waxed my eyebrows
-enjoyed a Mike's Hard Lemonade

And now the petting zoo and I are off to bed. Yes, at 9:45 on a Friday night. I am just that cool.

so happy i actually took the time to check my voicemail

I just received a message letting me know I won an iPod nano from Community Transit. Yesterday morning they were at the local park and ride giving away free umbrellas and entering people to win an iPod while they waited for the bus, and I was the winner. Yay! So, for those of you keeping track, I have won two things in my entire life...a GIANT LoveSac (looking straight at you, Alice) and an iPod nano. I am actually pretty excited about this as I've wanted a nano to use while I work out for quite some time. Never mind the fact that I can't even remember the last time I put on my running shoes.

i hereby promise my readers more photos of naked moms

The #1 Google search that leads people to my blog is "naked moms." That's right. Naked moms. I think we can thank the title of this blog for that. Honestly, I'm a little sad that I'm disappointing all those Googlers who were probably looking for something a bit more exciting than the Fremont Solstice Parade naked bicyclists. But this just isn't that kind of website. At least for now it's not.

Also, what the hell is a "pag stick"?

trying to accept the fact that sam will spend hours grooming bailey, but not me. the woman who feeds her.

While enjoying our Sunday morning Arrested Development marathon, we were finally able to get some footage of Sam grooming Bailey. This is a regular occurrence in our household, and can last happen for hours at a time. While I find it adorable, it also really ticks me off. The world knows how much I hate to shower, and yet Sam chooses to spend hours each night cleaning Bailey, and not me. Do you know how much time this cat could save me each morning?!