The movie is Takers and comes out August 27th, don't contact me the 27th, 28th or 29th...I'll be busy.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
They can all take me...
The movie is Takers and comes out August 27th, don't contact me the 27th, 28th or 29th...I'll be busy.
Friday, July 30, 2010
D-Day
Surgery has been scheduled...August 10th and the girls will be gone. I can't believe how nervous I am. I can't believe in less than 2 weeks my body will look completely different. I hope I don't wake up with 6 nipples and 1 areola.
Monday, July 26, 2010
Friendship Days
I can't believe how long it's been since Friendship Days, time has flown by. I should've blogged about it right away because my memories of the weekend have faded quite a bit. I don't think anyone reads this blog who doesn't know what Friendship Days is but incase my blog has become wildly popular, it's the town celebration in Nicollet, MN. Since a lot of my family lives there, I try to make it every year especially now that my dad owns a bar there.
I took Friday off of work so I could participate in the annual golf tournament. No, I did not golf, golf intersts me about as much as chess. I do however love me a golf cart, alcohol and sun. My cousin Kelsey and I drove a cart around, took pics and handed out jello shots. We had a blast. I love that girl. Toward the end of the golf tourney storms started coming in. It got pretty bad, we lost power at the golf club and it was hailing. I wasn't nearly drunk enough, I had planned on working the beer tub at the bar that night so I tried to stay somewhat sober. Bad idea. My father decided we should leave the golf club and head back to town right after the storm passed. Turned out to be a super fun ride, one that involved me crying in the back seat and hyperventalating. Apparently my father does not need to be able to see the road when he drives. Eventually we made it back to town and there was no power. I didn't end up working that night because it was pretty slow at the bar, everyone was probably still in their basements. My friend Cindy came down after being stuck in Belle Plain in a gas station for 2 hours. We went to bed early that night, we had a long weekend ahead of us.
Saturday morning my friend Abby met Cindy and I for a cancer walk out at the high school. It was a 5k and a nice way to start the day. Although it was a little muggy and my ass was sweating. We headed to Rapid Ricks for breakfast and then Abbs took off. That afternoon Cindy and I headed down to my grandpas to set up for my cousins surprise 40th bday party. Then it was off to work at the bar. But of course the GD rain set in again so we couldn't do the beer tub. We did end up helping inside, because it got very busy. I did manage to get very intoxicated while working, oops. Sunday morning was a potluck at the bar for my dad's family. I was slightly hungover and not quite sure I was going to be able to ride on the float my dad was having for the bar. But, my super smart aunt made cheesy potatoes, I ate LOTS of them and it cured my hangover along with a carafe of water. The float was so fun, I'm always a spectator at the parade but this year I got to see it from the other side. I was a little bummed because my mom's family all sat together since my grandpa was the grand marshall of the parade this year. We had t-shirts made and it was so cool to see them all in their t-shirts sitting together. I was a little sad I missed out.
All in all, it was a fun weekend, different than the years past because it was so jammed packed and I didn't drink nearly as much captain as usual. Once Monday came, I was kicking myself in the ass, like I do every year for not taking Monday off. Note to self for next year.
I took Friday off of work so I could participate in the annual golf tournament. No, I did not golf, golf intersts me about as much as chess. I do however love me a golf cart, alcohol and sun. My cousin Kelsey and I drove a cart around, took pics and handed out jello shots. We had a blast. I love that girl. Toward the end of the golf tourney storms started coming in. It got pretty bad, we lost power at the golf club and it was hailing. I wasn't nearly drunk enough, I had planned on working the beer tub at the bar that night so I tried to stay somewhat sober. Bad idea. My father decided we should leave the golf club and head back to town right after the storm passed. Turned out to be a super fun ride, one that involved me crying in the back seat and hyperventalating. Apparently my father does not need to be able to see the road when he drives. Eventually we made it back to town and there was no power. I didn't end up working that night because it was pretty slow at the bar, everyone was probably still in their basements. My friend Cindy came down after being stuck in Belle Plain in a gas station for 2 hours. We went to bed early that night, we had a long weekend ahead of us.
Saturday morning my friend Abby met Cindy and I for a cancer walk out at the high school. It was a 5k and a nice way to start the day. Although it was a little muggy and my ass was sweating. We headed to Rapid Ricks for breakfast and then Abbs took off. That afternoon Cindy and I headed down to my grandpas to set up for my cousins surprise 40th bday party. Then it was off to work at the bar. But of course the GD rain set in again so we couldn't do the beer tub. We did end up helping inside, because it got very busy. I did manage to get very intoxicated while working, oops. Sunday morning was a potluck at the bar for my dad's family. I was slightly hungover and not quite sure I was going to be able to ride on the float my dad was having for the bar. But, my super smart aunt made cheesy potatoes, I ate LOTS of them and it cured my hangover along with a carafe of water. The float was so fun, I'm always a spectator at the parade but this year I got to see it from the other side. I was a little bummed because my mom's family all sat together since my grandpa was the grand marshall of the parade this year. We had t-shirts made and it was so cool to see them all in their t-shirts sitting together. I was a little sad I missed out.
All in all, it was a fun weekend, different than the years past because it was so jammed packed and I didn't drink nearly as much captain as usual. Once Monday came, I was kicking myself in the ass, like I do every year for not taking Monday off. Note to self for next year.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
I just don't....
Feel like blogging lately. I have plenty to write about but for some reason I'm just not feeling it. I'll leave you with my crush of the week.
Chelsea Handler = I die
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