4 out of 5 ain't bad

What do The McLean's, The Sperling's, The Branham's, and now The Patel's all have in common?

ME

AND the memory of me catching their wedding bouquet!!

If someone is throwing flowers, move outta the way!  I will take you down!!

Flower-catching success is all about:


A) strategic positioning.....
B) kicking off your high heels before the throw... 
C) a few cocktails to give you extra "ups" .....
D) a strong desire to win which I think comes from being a middle child in a house full of GIRLS!

Regardless, put another tally on the board, I caught my 4th bouquet.

Trevor's after party stool-dancing:

Late night LIT's:

After the after party we took a cab back to the hotel.  The cab driver, Peachandra, or Peaches for short, was a single mom driving around a bunch of drunks at 2am with her daughter in the back of a Jeep Cherokee cab.  She liked my flowers, so I gave them to her.  She made it seem like it was the greatest gift anyone could have given her, which made me feel warm and fuzzy, but a little sad and slightly guilty.  I had been rubbing those flowers on Trevor's neck at the party.  He said it cooled him off so I rubbed them on Matt's sweaty neck, and Sunny's sweaty neck, Tejas's sweaty neck, and Hubert's sweaty neck.  John was sweaty too so he got a flower head rub and I had to know what it felt like so so I soaked up the sweat on my neck as well.  By the end of the night, those flowers were coated in salty sweaty grease and now this poor woman was sniffing them like crazy talking about how great they smelled.  I didn't want to ruin her moment....so I didn't tell her.  She was happy.  I didn't lose sleep over it.



Can you guess who feel asleep first?.........

Copenbloggin Revisted

Background:  

A few weeks ago the Danish side of the company had a summer party.  To get the employees excited they had a little competition beforehand.  The party planning committee divided the company  into groups and every group have to make a new “little mermaid” since the party is being held at “Langelinie” just next to “the little mermaid” statue, which is actually in China at the moment (and therefore missing).  Everybody had to make their own substitute "little mermaid" and place it in the cafeteria before noon on Thursday, the day before the event. The planning committee would take a vote at lunch and announce the winners at the party.

E-mail from Danish co-worker:

"The summer party went ok, I think the entertainment was really bad. It was supposed to be a fun quiz show for everybody, but the sound and technician was horrible bad, so we could not see, hear or text (it was a texting competition), so BAD. But the mermaid competition was fun, but we did not win, and we did not even get to come in second or third. That was bad. The first place went to Annbritt and her group, they made a movie with a Barbie doll and a fish, it was fun. Second place went to a department in production, which made a protest  – they were “angry” that it was only a mermaid and not a man mermaid (don’t know the English word), so one of the girls was sitting in a wagon dressed as a mermaid naked man, with a giant penis, and the rest of the department was running around with signs (during the lunch break the day before) protesting the mermaid. Before they announced that the won the second place they were told off (management apparently did not think that it had been a clever idea, if we had had important company from different countries – they might not have thought that the Danish humor was fun with a naked man…). Third place was rubbish…

I have attached some photos of our beautiful mermaid, maybe you can recognize some of us..."

I miss Denmark!

Excuses, Excuses

In case you were wondering why I wasn't blogging on a consistent basis.....

I arrived home from Denmark May 15th....

2 weeks later I flew to NJ for 4 days for a birthday party,

2 weeks later Trevor and I flew to North Carlina for 3 days for a wedding,

2 days later Trevor flew to Scotland for 5 days for a conference,

2 days later I flew to back to North Carolina for 4 days for work,

Tomorrow I fly to New Jersey for a drink,

3 days later Trevor flies to New Jersey and we drive to Lake George, NY  for some Rest & Relaxation,

4 days later we drive back to New Jersey for a Friday wedding, Saturday fireworks, Sunday wedding,

2 days later I will fly back to California and return to normal.....almost,

4 days after I leave, Trevor heads to Boston for 7 days for another conference...

...then to Montana for 5 days for yet another conference.

Then I return to normal!  Where did June go? When did traveling cross-country become my hobby? Anyone have any good book suggestions?  I almost finished the one I brought and I still have 2 days of flying!?

In the meantime, alone in a hotel room in record-breaking North Carolina heat (115 degrees with the humidity factored in)....I catch up on my blog.

Thirty One & Frisbee Fun

I had a $10 coupon to the Sports Authority.  Ever try to buy anything for $10 these days?  It's darn near impossible.  It was coming up on our friend Reni's birthday so I told myself I would use the coupon towards his birthday present....  I didn't want to spend too much money on him and I could either get him a pair of socks and some bubble gum with my $10 coupon or end up spending A LOT more money and get him some sort of fancy sports jersey for $10 less than it's over-priced value (I'm cheap).  If I didn't have this coupon I probably wouldn't go out and buy Reni a fancy sports jersey, sorry Reni...So I scoured the store for hours looking for something fun and under $10.  I ended up finding a gun that shoots rubber bands up to 30ft for $9.99.  I thought that would be pretty funny.  But I also thought it might be a pain to try to find the rubber bands after you shoot them...and Reni doesn't like to litter.    Plus are guns really that fun?  Not really.  Someone will proabbaly get shot in the eye and that would probably be me.  After wasting an hour and a half walking down every aisle of the store twice, I ended up going with a frisbee.  Everyone likes a frisbee.  The only one under $10 was the Aerobie frisbee. [See frisbee in picture above, to the right of Reni...the ring shaped one that anyone who has ever tried to throw it has ended up getting it stuck in a tree]...

I checkout at the counter and the cashier goes "I love these things but the last one I had got stuck in a tree!"

I show it to Trevor... "Oh yea these things are great, you can throw 'em the length of a football field!  OF course if it doesn't get stuck in a tree!"

So we take it to the park, everyone throws it at least once and...big surprise... it ends up getting stuck in the tree.... I bought the bright yellow frisbee so that in the chance that it does get stuck in the tree, it will be much easier to spot....

 Can you find it?

We spent the next 90 minutes throwing rocks, balls, and sticks at the tree....  getting the rocks, balls, and sticks stuck in the tree....shaking the tree....dodging the rocks, balls, and sticks falling out of the tree...

I do hate to brag, but it was my final stick throw that got the darn thing out of the tree after everyone else's 183 attempts...



And as much as I hate to brag, I also really hate to admit that the second that frisbee fell out of the tree I ran around the field happy as a clam and full of pride at my accomplishment and gave that frisbee the hardest throw I could muscle .... boy did that thing go soaring higher and higher and further and farther into the highest part of the tallest tree in the middle of the woods....

Can you find it now?

....and there goes Reni's birthday present....  we never did get it back....

But we did have a fun wine-tasting weekend in Solvang regardless...

Sleeppppyy.....

Bay City Blues

The other day the custodian at work told me I looked like I was from the Bay City Rollers...


I had no idea what he was talking about, but when I looked them up I found the following images:

Who are these guys!?

I think it might be time for a haircut and a fashion make-over.... yikes

A Memorable Memorial Weekend

The rest of the surprise birthday weekend went something like this...

Surprise! Dancing and drinking on a boat....

Surprise! Dancing and drinking in a limo....

Dancing and drinking in a bar...

Dancing and drinking on the beach...

Reenacting Vomitous Christmas scene:

Reenacting engaygement photos:

Reading Old First Communion books:

Dunkin Donuts on the beach..

Exhaustion:

Fly home.