(You can see Robert and I dressed up for the occasion.)
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
I prefer the female version of this sort of thing. Some of my friends and I (I won't name names) get together and we draft our picks. We scrutinize the "players" and we okay, I make a chart. Not just any chart, a Bachelor chart.
Each episode we strip the chart of the girl (or player if you prefer) that just didn't cut it. Each episode we get closer and closer to finding which of our picks are going to make it. In the mean time we see a similar thing the guys see. We see players duking it out. We see blood, sweat, tears. And the most important, we see the girl who drinks far too much, cries to the camera and contemplates why she is 35 and not married.
We see the girls steal the ball (the guy) from the others. We see the other girls tackle the ball (the guy) We see the girls make blunders that will go down in Bachelor history. My husband may make fun of my intensity. But to be fair, this is just a girls football game of sorts. So bring it..
That's right. It's time for the Bachelor. And anyone who wants to join the party is invited.
Game Day: January 5th 2009
Game Time: 6:00 p.m. (2 hour episode)
There will be treats served, there will be prizes given. Please be prepared with your top 15 girls. I will be giving out prizes for categories such as:
Which girl do you think will win the 1st impression rose?
Which girl will become the most hysteric when not chosen?
Which girl will drink too much and embarrass herself?
Who will the mean girl be?
So if you feel like joining us on GAME DAY, you're invited. And yes, there will be a chart. But not some flimsy weak sauce chart. NO, this one will be legendary.
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
You think I am kidding, but no. I had the warmest cammo coat, cammo snow pant suspenders. Cammo hood, gloves, and I kid you not, CAMMO BOOTS! You should have seen me. I was having so much fun, and it was all a bit big, so I felt like a huge camouflaged marshmallow.
But the weirdest thing happened. I started talking different. I started asking people to hand me my gun. "My guhhhn." When people called me (Alana can attest to this), I would answer it "Go for Alana." I even think at one point, I asked Michael to drop and give me twenty. I don't know why this happened. I assume it was all the power of the camouflage going to my head. I kept asking people if it was hard to see me, since I was dressed all in cammo.
When I asked Bob, he looked at me, patted my head and said, you are kind of in the wrong camouflage for snow. I don't know what he was talking about. See the picture below. You can only see an outline of an angel huh? Eerie I know.
Oh and I can't resist showing you what my hair looked like by the end of our snow trip. I like to call this my rooster do. Not everyone can pull this off, but I think I did nicely..
Monday, December 29, 2008
We played in the snow..
We ate. That is an understatement. We ate a lot! (thanks to Dave and Susan, we had a ton of amazing food) I even ate fish and liked it!
Susan showed her rock and roll skills on Guitar Hero..
Dave had the house so festive and bright..
and Mike entertained us..
(If you look closely you can see that Mike willingly directed his sled down a steep hill and landed himself in some bushes. He ended up with a really swollen ankle, but a really funny YOUTUBE video.)
We had a great Christmas. Thanks Dave and Susan!
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Friday, December 19, 2008
I have two sets of parents who take such good care of my husband and me. Siblings that make me laugh. Grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, nieces, nephews who make me happy. And to top it off the best husband a girl could wish for. I guess I realize that I am very blessed and wanted to thank every one in my life for being a big part of what makes me happy and fulfilled.
Happy Christmas to everyone, I hope it is filled with love, family, friends, and the true meaning of Christmas.
(I am off to Washington next week, so there may be a few scattered posts, but I am going to try to mainly focus on enjoying Christmas. Hope everyone has a great holiday!)
Thursday, December 18, 2008
I had a dream last night about how my husband decided he was going to go to Las Vegas with two gorgeous girls in swimsuits and was making me go to Arizona with my mom. Why Arizona? It's a dream, I can't explain my subconscious.
In the dream Bob and I were in high school together and I was having the hardest time finding my classes. None of my homework was finished, and I am pretty sure my fellow classmates had lampshades for heads.
Yes, I understand this was a dream, but when I woke up I smacked Bob and said I was really upset with him. When he asked why, I told him it was because he went to Las Vegas with two tramps. He groggily scratched his head, quickly realized I wasn't fully awake. And being an astute husband remembered what time of the month it was. Simply stated, I'm really sorry, I won't do it again.
I happily turned over and went back to sleep.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Monday, December 15, 2008
Also this weekend was Bob's birthday. As per his request I didn't get to snap very many pictures. He said since it was his birthday I was only allowed a minimal amount..
It was nice to have a fun, relaxing weekend full of family and friends. And best of all, hanging out with my favorite person.