i really, really love my car....

....a lot!

i know what you are....

I love October through December in Vegas, for several reasons. But one of the main ones is that I get to wear my cowgirl hat, belt buckle, and cowgirl boots. My only claim to real cowgirl-ness is that I love country music and country-western dancing. But this year, I think my ranking went up a little! I was at the Pahrump, Nevada Fall Festival and the following happened:

I was walking along the fair deciding on which fair food I was going to indulge in that night. I wasn't looking down, so I almost tripped over this little 4 year old girl, stopped dead in a slew of hungry fair-go-ers, with her mouth dropped as far open as possible starring at me. Then she says,



"I know what you are!" and before I could even answer she says, "You are a REAL cowgirl!!"

I couldn't bear tell her the truth. So I just blushed and smiled and in my best southern accent said, "Yes, yes I am..."

I've never wanted to be a Disneyland Princess so bad in my whole life!!!

i'm working on it...I promise!!!

because

it's cloudy, cold, and windy
and I am cuddled up in a warm, clean house
and I don't want to grade papers
or go to the gym
or watch TV
or be on facebook

and because I feel guilty....

I think I just might update my blog tonight....

{sorry to any google reader followers out there...}

my first....

OFFICE!!!

(yes, I looked up and down the hallway to make sure there were no

faculty or students watching my unprofessionalism...)

It's in this building (I'm on in the 2nd black line...aka 4th floor)

on the UNLV campus.

Here's my "welcome to your first new office package".

And here's my pull:

Me: Do you think there's a way to get rid of the dead bird on my window?
Admin Assist: Why? As soon as we clean it the birds won't know it's a window and will do it again.
Me: oh.

So, I am doing my part...one bird at a time and leaving the remains as a memorial. I think it's kindof intimidating to the students!!

But, hey! I have an office!

THIRTY-TWWWWWOOOOOOO?!?

Here’s the story….

As seen by the picture, things got a little out of hand at the Jill-O Jello party (Jill's birthday party...but I am not allowed to post about it until she does....so you might have to wait) …so much so we all considered driving home in our skivvies (I am SO SO SO glad I chose another option). It was late and dark and Ashlee (my roommate) parked far away, so I told her I would give her ride to her car. I decided to sit on my windshield cover, but I didn’t have anything for Ashlee to sit on, so I told her to jump on my side runner and hold on and I would drive her to her car. It was fun Ashlee’s pudding filled hair blowing in the 10mph wind. Well, unfortunately there were undercover cops who spotted our gleeful adventure (why they didn’t spot us defacing the city park with jello and pudding, I don’t know…). As I turned the corner, 100 ft from Ashlee’s car, the lights went on. I stopped. Ashlee stepped down. And here’s how the conversation went…
Police Officer (PO): (To Ashlee) Come over here, little lady.

I peaked out of my window…

PO: You too little one.

POx2: Do you realize you could’ve gotten killed. What would you have done if you fell off (I decided now wasn’t the best time to tell them I was a nurse and I would’ve offered immediate emergency treatment). That is completely unsafe! Etc, etc, etc.

Janelle (J) and Ashlee (A): I’m sorry. It was dumb. I’m sorry, etc. etc. etc.

(Note: I had to keep my head down, I couldn’t stop laughing at the situation and friends driving by)

Ashlee: I’m sorry. She was just driving me to my car, it’s right over there. My clothes are covered in jello and I didn’t want to get her car dirty. We were just going 10mph.

POx2: THAT IS NOT THE POINT. It is very dangerous. You could’ve gotten hurt….fill in any other phrase here that you can think of….and then suddenly….HOW OLD ARE YOU?
(audible giggle from Janelle)

A: 26

PO: TWWWEEENTY-SIX?!?!?

PO: And you? (looking at me)

J: (another audible giggle) 32?

PO: THIRTY-TWWWWOOOO????

PO: (looking at me) Why are you covered in pudding?

J: (head down, mumbling) We got in a food fight.

PO: WhAT?

A: It was our friend’s birthday and we had a party for her.

PO: Here? (pointing to the park)

A: yeah..right over…

PO: (interrupting) Have you ever been arrested??

(another audible giggle from Janelle….so thankful that she didn’t opt to take her clothes off to drive home)

A&J: NO! (smiling)

PO: Well, don’t ever do that again. Go home.

A&J: Ok. Thank you. Sorry (SO glad they didn’t ask what we do for a living….teacher and a nurse)

2nd PO: You could’ve been like that young girl. People die car surfing. You could’ve died…mixed with you could’ve gotten hurt…mixed with some more could’ves.

A&J: I know. Sorry. Thank you. Bye.

I would’ve paid money to hear their conversation when they got back in the car. They were probably there to bust some drug dealers…instead they found 2 adult women covered head to toe in jello/pudding “car surfing”.

I haven’t stopped laughing yet.

a little irreverence...

Warning, the following pictures from my recent trip to the Holy Land might offend some of the more righteous...but I couldn't help it!

Enjoy!

Job 39: 5

Who hath sent out the wild ass free? or who hath loosed the bands of the wild ass?

I can't believe how good this picture turned out...if the shoe fits?!? This could be a contender for the Christmas card this year!!

The closest I am going to get to being translated...

They walled in the door because church members would ride their donkeys straight into the church...and they didn't want your ass in church!

Seriously, that's a lot of years without a Q-tip!

Even the camels are dirty in Egypt!!