Archive for the 'I Rock' Category

In which I step in a big pile of poop

Wednesday, December 28th, 2011

I have the bad luck of stepping in dog poop more than the average person.  There was the time in Victoria, Canada that I slipped on some poop and then fell on it.  There was the other time I stepped on some while on a hike and ended up dragging it into our car with [...]

In which we knew he was famous, we just weren’t sure why

Thursday, May 13th, 2010

We were sitting down by the pool the second day we were in Hawaii. You know how that goes….sitting there admiring your pedicure and not thinking about work at all.

Out of nowhere this guy in his twenties walked by, covered in awesome tattoos from the bottom of his face to the tops of his [...]

In which we worry about being fiscally irresponsible

Friday, April 23rd, 2010

I’d say that almost 85% of our travel plans begin this way:
Me: I’ve never been to Hawaii. Let’s go there!
The King: Perfect. I’d love to go back.

We immediately start looking at plane tickets and hotel prices in Hawaii.
The King: Holy crap. We could fly to Europe IN THE HIGH SEASON for these [...]

In which I get with the times

Friday, March 19th, 2010

I get e-mails all the time that say something like:
“You’ve got to see this video. It’s the funniest thing I’ve.Ever.Seen! It will change your life forever.”
And then there is some random YouTube link.
Or this:
“Check out the pictures of my new baby on Facebook. I haven’t posted them anywhere else. You’re gonna [...]

In which I swear I love my mom and am not making fun of her at all. I swear.

Thursday, February 18th, 2010

This is absolutely , without a doubt, The King’s most favorite picture of my mom. He laughs every time he sees it.

There she is, just standing there posing for a picture with her huge helmet on. Like she’s saying “why bother taking this totally uncomfortable helmet off for a little lunch break?”
Why bother? [...]

In which I won’t dress in front of you

Tuesday, January 26th, 2010

While I do admit to spending time at a nudist resort, I swear I’m not an exhibitionist at all.  I would never go naked around someone I know.  I wouldn’t even change my clothes in front of my best friend.  But back in teenage years I found myself changing clothes in a room full of [...]