A few things:
1. I'm afraid my last post gave the mistaken impression that I was embarassed or ashamed about the whole "I was lying" statement. Actually, I was quite proud of myself. Also, it was so horribly truthful that both Josie and Anne-Marie were momentarily speechless which meant a brief reprieve from the yelling that was to come.
2. A big thank-diddle-doo (channeling Ned Flanders here) to Shannon (a.k.a Shacacca, Shannaford, and my favorite SHANNON (only in the mornings to wake her up)) for enduring a long car ride and even longer match to watch me play volleyball last night. I'll forego the comments on the actual game but on our way there for some reason, we both decided it would be a good idea to have random screaming sessions. It's super fun and I highly recommend it. Mine is a little more high pitched but Shannon's has a nice throaty quality to it. Listen for her in future horror movies.
3. Why is my mom watching movies like "You Got Served" and saying things like "holla back"? I fear we've lost her to Generation whatever-they-are-called-now. I'm scared.
4. The fabulous Emma (E-bo) is coming up to visit me in about a month and we're going to eat at Ethiopian restaurants and pretend we're in Ethiopia. The good part of Ethiopia, not the riot/famine plagued part. What? There are totally parts like that! However, I have to call her out for saying her favorite Soloway is MY MOM! In the words of Gob Bluth, come on!! We've been friends for years and I come in second place? Not cool Emma, not cool at all. Just kidding, this is really just bait to lure Emma to comment on my blog. Hint.
5. I fear this blog is too text-heavy and needs a little visual spice. Here are some fun pics from Anne-Marie's bridal shower in Vegas (yes a year ago-shut up):
This is the beginning of the trip
And this is the end
1. I'm afraid my last post gave the mistaken impression that I was embarassed or ashamed about the whole "I was lying" statement. Actually, I was quite proud of myself. Also, it was so horribly truthful that both Josie and Anne-Marie were momentarily speechless which meant a brief reprieve from the yelling that was to come.
2. A big thank-diddle-doo (channeling Ned Flanders here) to Shannon (a.k.a Shacacca, Shannaford, and my favorite SHANNON (only in the mornings to wake her up)) for enduring a long car ride and even longer match to watch me play volleyball last night. I'll forego the comments on the actual game but on our way there for some reason, we both decided it would be a good idea to have random screaming sessions. It's super fun and I highly recommend it. Mine is a little more high pitched but Shannon's has a nice throaty quality to it. Listen for her in future horror movies.
3. Why is my mom watching movies like "You Got Served" and saying things like "holla back"? I fear we've lost her to Generation whatever-they-are-called-now. I'm scared.
4. The fabulous Emma (E-bo) is coming up to visit me in about a month and we're going to eat at Ethiopian restaurants and pretend we're in Ethiopia. The good part of Ethiopia, not the riot/famine plagued part. What? There are totally parts like that! However, I have to call her out for saying her favorite Soloway is MY MOM! In the words of Gob Bluth, come on!! We've been friends for years and I come in second place? Not cool Emma, not cool at all. Just kidding, this is really just bait to lure Emma to comment on my blog. Hint.
5. I fear this blog is too text-heavy and needs a little visual spice. Here are some fun pics from Anne-Marie's bridal shower in Vegas (yes a year ago-shut up):
This is the beginning of the trip
And this is the end
posted by staca at
1:05 PM
3 Comments:
Once again you have pointed out why your momma is my favorite Soloway, because I, too, own "You Got Served" (thanks to Kate!) and frequently use the word "holla." Secondly, You and I both know that the picture of me at the “end of Vegas” pretty much illustrates every free moment of my life. What can I say? I love sleep...actually, I think I'll take a nap right now...
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Anonymous, at 2:38 PM
What can I say. My world is a happy place. For me anyway. Other people don't always do so well here.
Considering you two had been together for, what, like two weeks before the ice storm I sort of doubt he was over in the 2-3 days we were doing the puzzle but I guess it's possible. He's your husband! Don't you remember the beginning of your relationship in agonizing detail? I say he's making it up. Apparently Eph also subscribes to my way of life-lying. Besides, what good is knowing history if you can't put your own spin on it??
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Shannon, at 2:52 PM
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