Yay America

I know it's a few days early, but since I will be in a city I can only imagine has limited internet availability, I thought I would blog to American early.

(well that and the fact that I don't imagine "drunk blogging" to be one of my strong suits)

America,

HAPPY 233 YEARS OF INDEPENDENCE!

I would like to take this time to personally thank you for:

• my freedom
• my life, liberty & the pursuit of happiness
• the abolishment of prohibition
• women's rights
• fireworks
• chicken
• apple pie & ice cream
• quarterbacks
• firemen/policemen
• and puppies

Of course these are just a few of the many things I appreciate daily in the USofA, but I don't want to bore you.

I know you must have lots more to do to prepare for the big hoorah that is 7/4.

Thank you for your years of hard work.

LL

And What Not..

So moving totally blows but we are pretty much done.

Side Note: I no longer live at TMH. The new call letters are CND. (it's the condo with the parrot outside, so we are easy to find)

A couple other things I thought you should know today:

1) "Sugar Wrecked" signed a new member. It's really just for her looks but, I think she makes a great addition:

B) LL's favorite holiday is this weekend! I've got exciting things planned in celebration of my "2nd birthday that I happen to share with the USA". BARS and I are headed North(ish) to Springerville. Contain your jealousy. We are all set for the rodeo and dance. I'm not sure how well the folks in Springerville will react when I rock the Red/White/Blue Rhinestone Celebration Tiara but I think it will be big hit!

Love/Hate Relationship

With moving day fast approaching, you can imagine my stress level is off the charts (chain).
Between drinking bottles of wine, chain smoking, yelling at friends and essentially "eye ripping your face off" glares at strangers who ordered the last scone at the Seattle Espresso...
I'd say I am handling this all pretty well.

You know what makes it easier?
Knowing that I get to move live with my favorite roommate, Stephanie, again.
I may be losing a Creativity Room (its a fancy word for scrapbooking, bow tying, present wrapping and centerpiece storage room), but I get to keep mornings like this* for a long time to come.

*Stephanie blogged about this morning's happenings on her blog, and since I obviously don't have time to recap: READ HER VERSION HERE.

Here's to another lease of our life together!
Maybe once a week you just come upstairs and we can recreate mornings when we would share a bathroom?
It seems to be where our best conversations happen.
If it helps, I'll continue to play my John Mayer DVD over and over again for ambiance.

Father's Day

So, yesterday was Father's Day...

I have a Father and he is the best.

We hung out at my aunties house and had ourselves a BBQ/pool party in honor of all the padres in my family.

I took my new camera.

I did not take any pictures of my father on his yearly special day. (sorry dad)

I did instead take pictures of my niece.

She is the cutest curly haired, pink life vest wearing thing I have ever seen!

Yes, Please

After a pretty quiet weekend on the party front (I mostly spent quality time with cardboard boxes, dust and a tape gun), I will tell you one thing:

I swear on a bottle of Dogpoint* that if I could ever make a hangover look this good:

I would be drunk everyday.

Drunker everyday.

Either way, Bradley Cooper is a beautiful man.

*Dogpoint AKA Peach Goodness AKA LL's favorite bottle of wine.

Things I Like To See on a Thursday

So less than 3 miles from my office, this is going on:

phoenix arizona photos, slideshows, picture galleries - best photos

Matty is working away on his offseason training.
Such a good boy.

And, I just planned out my Friday:

*dress for causual Friday at the office
(note to self-wear the jeans that make me look skinny and my "future Mrs. Leinart" tshirt)
*cut out of the office early
*wait around in the parking lot
*decide on a better plan of action when it comes to getting a QB's attention when the moment arrives
(not to self-do not resort to the awkward touching at yelling in his face tactic again)

The NYC Surprise

So remember the last time I posted, I had promised pics of the KICK ASS bday gift from NE?
(If you don’t recall, just see the post below this one. You’ll be up to date after that.)

Well here’s a little background on the gift:
You should first know that I am a blog stalker.
Not yours of course, so you can relax.
And not in a creepy hide in the bushes with a stocking cap, soap on a rope and pair of tweezers kind of way either, so don’t call the cops.
But I enjoy humor and wit and when I find blogs that make me laugh, I read them.
Often.
And then without their permission...I start following them. (I think that’s the stalker part)

Anywho, my current fave is Alison Rosen.
I always envision her and I being friends in another life.
The type of friends that have so much fun together just laughing at each other (and ourselves).

We would spend Saturdays complimenting the other on their great one liners & sharp use of the English language. Making puns about clever things and what have yous.

Ok you can see that this is turning creepy.

And I don't want you to think of me as a creep so I will stop.
Back to the birthday story…

NE was in NYC last week celebrating a birthday that was not mine with a person that was not me.*
And while she was there, she discovered a little lady named Alison was performing stand up.
So she went to the said comedy show and met Alison. (who's the stalker now, huh?)
Normally, I would be upset/jealous with NE for busting in and trying to steal quality hang out time with my “next life BFF” but she redeemed herself by getting this:

YES. That is Alison with a BDAY WISH for LL!

And this is me doing a re-enactment of opening the surprise.

Because the original was awful and clearly I don’t want to post pics of me looking disgusting on a blog my future BFF might see.

Doesn't my thumb kinda look like a midget thumb?
And I just made a mental note to declutter the refrigerator door.

I also got an “I HEART NY” t-shirt in the right size because when I asked my mother to complete that mission for me last year I ended up with a man’s size Large.
Thanks mom!
AND NE!




*I guess this is where I should mention Happy Birthday to Ryan! Yay for being a Taurus. Boo for taking my roomie to the Big Apple without me.