Category Archives: Family

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Ode For The Day, Dad Style

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If I was a young, handsome dude, and got married, and then had my first baby, and it was a girl, a too big for her own britches loud crazy girl, I don’t know what I would do. Here’s what my Dad did: Set me straight and knocked me off my high horse and taught me humility and respect. That’s what makes him awesome. That and teaching me about sports. And cars. And other Dad stuff. Call your Dad this Father’s Day, if you can, kiss him. Even if he hates kisses. Or put up a terrible blog and picture, if that’s all you’ve got. 😉

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Ode For The Day

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Not sure if you are as lucky as I am, but my mother is certainly my best friend. She and I talk nearly every day, which Dad and MK love as they pay the phone bills. I had so much fun growing up because of her (and my dad but that’s for June). It’s interesting to grow up and learn more about life and really start to see how important family is and how much more appreciative you become. Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms out there – I think I know one beside my own…

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Next Time, It’s For Cash Money

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So there we are, in Denver, two drinks into a great Friday. SB and RB are some poker playing fools. They convince us to go and play a hand with them. I have no idea what to expect. I play poker with people I know, and that doesn’t usually end well. MK thinks it’s funny to let everyone know that he always ends up having to try to make up for my losses. Whatever. We get there right at the last minute before they start. There are three tables set up, about 36 people. RB’s already seated, someone goes all in first hand, SB sits. MK and I have a drink, while I get more and more nervous. Someone else goes out, MK’s at SB’s table. I’m feeling ill. And confused. They seat me at RB’s table. That’s cool. I don’t play my first 6000 hands, they all suck. I finally see a face card and get excited. The rest is history.

First I knocked out Mr. Johnny Pokers-a-lot, with sunglasses and a cowboy hat and the whole deal. He didn’t believe me. Silly man. I progressively smoked the table as my hands got hotter and hotter. It was like being in a movie. They split up one of the smaller tables and I get stuck next to this tool that’s all trying to intimidate me out of my blinds. Grr. Then my hands cool off so I chill out. I make it to the last table – at this point RB is long gone, SB can’t believe I’m still alive, and she and MK went and played some Omaha. Last table is nuts. Everyone is boys, minus me and a blond lady. She and I all in, knock a guy out, and split the pot!!

You know where this is going: I now am the proud owner of a certificate stating that I made it to the last hand, against mullet head that took down MK and SB, and smote her greatly with my trip Jacks. YEEHAH!!!!

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I really can’t decide to quit while my record is 1-0, or to move to Vegas. I’ve never beat 30+ people at anything. Ever.

I also can’t decide if I’m going to ever talk to my father again – avid watcher of poker on TV, also avid ignorer of happy daughter when she calls to announce her success. The reason? The Red Sox beat the Yankees, of course. Baseball trumps daughter.

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This Is It

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Well, we’re all ready to go. Everything is packed. All that’s left tomorrow is a little laundry and cleaning, and we’re out of here.

It’s a strange feeling…I never planned to stay in Austin, it was always just temporary, for college. Little did I know I’d make such amazing friends, meet the love of my life, become so close to his friends, and my family that is here. Now we’re leaving. I’m excited and sad at the same time.

We had the greatest dinner last night at the County Line, laughing and chowing, drinking and chowing. I’ll miss the bbq! I’ll miss the great company of TB and BB. Tonight we’re heading over to Hula Hut, despite the nasty weather, to say our goodbyes to everyone else. You’ll be at the mercy of the phenomenal guest blogger, thestandin. I promise to carefully chronicle our road trip and the great stories I’m sure we’ll have from our weekend in Denver, our night in Boise, and our first impressions of Seattle. When I wake up, after a long nap. Thank you all for your well wishes, your continued support of my little blog here, and everything else. I’ll talk to you in a week!

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Today’s Birthdays

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Celebrity birthdays

 

 

 

These stars were all born on April 4:

Author-poet Maya Angelou is 79.
Actor Craig T. Nelson (Coach ) is 63.
Writer-producer David E. Kelley (Ally McBeal,The Practice ) is 51.
Comedian David Cross (Arrested Development,Mr. Show, hanging out with somegosoftly at sxsw) is 43.
Actor Robert Downey Jr. is 42.
Singer Jill Scott is 35.
Bassist Magnus Sveningsson of The Cardigans is 35.
Magician David Blaine is 34.
Singer Andre Dalyrimple of Soul for Real is 33.
Actor James Roday (Psych ) is 31.
Actor Heath Ledger is 28.
Actress Jamie Lynn Spears (Zoey 101 ) is 16.

Mom is in some pretty cool company, don’t you think? Wait, you’re right, THEY are the lucky ones. 😉 Except Jamie Lynn Spears, she’s probably insane.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOMMY!!!!

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Three Great Days

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Sunday, I made us some muffins and MK and I read the paper. I suck to read the paper with, he’d be trying to read and I’d be trying to talk to him about what I read that he’d already read – he probably won’t let me sit next to him with the paper again anytime soon.

It was so beautiful out, we went to Town Lake and walked. So slow. MK hasn’t been out in a while, it felt like we were crawling, but I quit complaining and enjoyed walking and talking with my husband. We walked up Lake Austin Blvd. and had some Thundercloud subs, mmmmm. We picked up some steaks and went back home and sat out for a bit, packed a bit, and totally fell asleep, best nap ever.


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When we woke up we got a full car load of stuff packed away. It is so funny, getting to stuff I want to take that we fight over why we do/don’t need and where to put it. I think I’ve been very accommodating. We hardly have anything but large furniture left. It’s so strange. I have to keep reminding MK we’ve got two more weeks here, we’re kind of ahead of schedule. I cooked us a huge dinner and we watched some tv, listened to Musical Starstreams. My weekend was so full of life and love and fun and friends, I couldn’t have been happier, I’m so blessed!

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Friday Night Got Me Thinking

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When MK and I first met, I didn’t want him to see us grow old – know me less than the cool hot chick I was (right). I sat in horror imagining him seeing my wrinkly skin, my health issues. More than that, I didn’t want him to know that I was human, that I could ever have flaws. In mature, reasonable, 19 year old fashion, I decided I would give him a few good years and disappear. I joked about it plenty, but there was some serious thought into the facts at hand, concern when we continued to date, and learn about each other, bad and all.

Then he proposed.

Now we’re married. There’s no running away, I’m (a little) more mature, but I’m still silly about things. I catch myself saying and doing things and worrying if he’s going to change his mind. I talk. A lot. And as a result, you can sometimes talk before you think, and I am the Queen of blurting out the wrong things. I always have good intentions. But it’ll come out wrong, or be a little too impassioned in the heat of the moment.

MK has been the best, most patient and accepting person ever. He’s never been mad. He’s watched me grow, helped me develop responsibly. And taught me to accept myself how I am, and then everyone else will. Stupid mouth and all.

Friday night was so cool. BB cooked us giant super extra delicious turkey legs. Best ever. Then TB and SB came home and we all hung out. And I said a bunch of stupid things. I am excellent at putting my foot in my mouth, and embarrassing myself. *shrugs*

All I know is I’m going to miss these friends the most, that have known MK and I for so long, and accept me no matter what stupid things I blurt out, no matter how some things never change. MK brought me in to his world, and these people have been better to me than anyone ever. We talked late into the night and otherwise had great conversation. We got into the car and MK looks and me and very simply let me know:

“Sometimes you just kill me.”

We erupted into a fit of laughter and acceptance of the fact that no matter how hard I try, I’m still me, and some things might not change.

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Last News 8 Appearance

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Per Mom’s request: A blog regarding my last News 8 Austin appearance, and it’s relevance to today’s news.

At my graduation from UT, my family threw me a super huge extravaganza at my aunt’s giant mansion. There were tons of people there. Dad was making sangria margaritas way too strong and everyone was running around having a blast. There was food and drinks and music and even a giant UT Longhorn cake, that I was put in front of and serenaded with “The Eyes of Texas”, led by my best friend SB who flew all the way from NYC to see me graduate.

To top all that best-party-ever-ness off, they had the TV on just in case. As I was giving my family a tour of the campus earlier that day, I was interviewed about the fact that Jenna Bush was in my graduating class and department. There was speculation about whether or not she would show. I don’t remember what I said, although I felt a little annoyed at the thought that her graduation would be any bigger of a deal to anyone than MINE, but it got on TV. During my party, nonetheless, there I was, on my aunt’s big screen, for all to see. It was hilarious.

SO, fast forward to today, three years later. Mom called to let me know that Ms. Bush has made the news, and will be publishing a book before me. Mom just wanted to apologize that my family apparently did not have the family connections to make my book happen before hers. I’m not worried though, mine will be better.

I went to classes.

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Honorable Mention

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The sweet, sweet, sweetest, BIL in the world, was a little miffed he hasn’t had his own blog entry. How cute.

I’m pretty sure, therefore, that the treasure hunt that had little post its running all over my house when I got home this afternoon was purely to get his own feature story here. Did I mention that he’s a handsome, successful, athletic, friendly, caring guy?

He left us the Wii.

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Wii-Tarded

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Spend a weekend around the Jokey-Mc-Jokertons, and you’ll be spending time creating words with Wii at the beginning, because you’ve played a good portion of your wii-kend.

Wii managed to make it out for one of the most wii-tarded dinners ever at Chuy’s where there was the worst service of all time (most waiters are happy it’s busy because they make money, those guys would rather DIE than work…) and all of us now have stickers on the ceiling that wii will commemorate with never wii-turning there again, but BIL really wanted to eat there. I was not too impressed with the food, give me Maudie’s any day over that place. Oh well.

Wii had a pretty good laugh at someone who’s identity will be protected for sake of you seeing and laughing at this person, who managed to hit themselves in the face getting a little too into the Wii Sports boxing. That was filed under ‘wii-diculous’.


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Wii also got to see Saw, but only I and III because apparently II was not good, so not good in fact wii were forcibly kept from renting that one. Huh. I thought they were okay, but I honestly was expecting more gore.

Wii also did some Frisbee golfing, some coffee drinking, some painting, some El Arroyo eating, even some Fwii-birds – okay, that one’s a stretch – and I made over 5 trips to the gym in the last 4 days (twice at 8am – wow), I’m getting into this big time. Wii did a one-two combo of Body Pump and Combat and I am pretty sure that when I can feel my legs and arms again they will be much more muscular.

It is wii-tastic to spend the wii-kend with family, friends, and a little chill time around the game that kept us active and cracking up non stop. Wii couldn’t believe how long the wii-kend is when you don’t go out past bedtime and you get going at the gym early. It was certainly wii-tastic and wii-markable.

HOW could I almost forget to mention that I met someone who did an episode of Room Raiders (not wii-markable) that met JOHNNY ROTTEN and tell you that word on the street is he’s doing a wii-ality show called Rotten on the Road!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!? He was (this is third hand information) at the Driskill Friday filming. I missed it. 😦