Wait...What?

The girls and I made it to the LaCrosse and I am so happy to be home again. I got my hairs highlighted by G and they look fabulous (as always!). Z locked himself out of the house so he hung out at the hotel with me and the girls. I think he liked it. We're heading out now to the tattoo shop. Gotta see about getting this tattoo of mine fixed then getting the boy's name put above it. The boy I birthed not the one I married. Ha! Tomorrow is visiting with friends and old coworkers. Busy busy weekend.

So yeah, my brain? Not with me right now. Don't know that it has been for the last few days. The instruction* guys (who are doing a lovely job of tearing the hell up out of our road) snapped the phone line. In fact, they ripped it from our house. We had no internet for two days. I barely made it people. Just barely. Then I was stuck in Facebookland for a couple hours catching up. Thank gee double oh dee ness that I'm not addicted to Twitter or any other social networking sights. I would not have made it to bed last night. The shakes are subsiding, I've gotten my fixes and checked my email. I've Google mapped my trip to LaCrosse, which I really should know by heart already. Sheesh. I'll be sure to update from the Ona/LaX this weekend. Have fun, I know I will. * that's how the boy says seriously and construction. Also? there was a garden of Eve not a garden of Eden apparently. Who knew?

So Mandyland was supposed to come with me to LaCrosse next weekend but now she can't. Seems I'll be finding out really quick if I can handle the baby and the Dictator by myself at the hotel for three nights. The days don't worry me, I'll be with friends and some family most of the time. I probably won't sleep well during the night though because the husband won't be there. Don't get me wrong, I can take care of myself but I don't do well without the husband or someone, almost anyone, else there. I'll stay up 'til my eyes can't take it anymore and just nap with the girls during the day. I'm not really sure what I'm doing while I'm there. It's one of those trips that I like. Nothing set in stone and just going with the flow. Obviously there are people I have to see while I'm down there like my cousin Kari (hey girl!) and Kathy, who I used to work with and babysit her boys (who are in HIGH SCHOOL now). It goes without saying ...

My husband just bought a mini van tonight. Um ok. I thought he was going to go out there, test drive it and I would go out there after the weekend and look it over. Oh well. I'm going to LaCrosse this weekend with the girl. My mother and her sister are coming over there for a girls weekend and we're going to meet up with them at some point. Mostly we'll be hanging out with Mistress Gigi. She'll be cutting my hair while the girl watches her 6 Barbie movies in the chair next to me. Should be fun though. The girl has croup again too. 3rd time since December. I'm not a huge fan of seals to begin with so to hear one barking in the middle of the night in my bedroom really unsettles me. I need a nap. Several of them. All rolled into 24 hours straight. Yes, that's what I need.

Frat Boy bar. Ring the bell & lap the bar for your birthday mug. When they went from glass mugs to plastic, it sucked. My distaste for Hootie and the Blowfish started here. It's a college town chock full of bars, naturally one must be called Animal House. You should see the fishbowls in this bar. Holy ginormous! And delish.

When I know that Bret Michaels , the guys from OCC , Sandra Bullock, Jesse James and maybe, possibly George Clooney are in the same town as me? A girl can really lose her mind with that information. Apparently Sandra Bullock and her delicious husband are staying across the street from us. A couple of ladies we saw outside saw Paul Sr earlier. You know what this means. I'm gonna be walking all over town looking like a tool with my camera hanging around my neck. Now if you hear of a woman passing out (and possibly wetting her pants*) don't worry, it's just me. I took a lot of photos on the way down here, couldn't help it. The landscape and farms all looked great. I'll have to upload those when we get back. The husband's laptop would probably have a coronary if I tried to hook it up for that. So the plan is hair appointment in the morning then head downtown with G and pray that I can get it for my tattoo. Since it's a motorcycle celebration ( yay S & S f...

When it comes to the easy stuff, I can make snap decisions and not regret them. When it comes to permanent stuff? Not so much. When it comes to ink, permanent ink, permanent ink on my body, I really have issues. Here's my dilemma. I know I want a cross on the back of my neck. I just can't decide which one to get. Will you help me out? Oh good. Ok, here's the selection: This one is the everlasting cross or indestructible love. I like how it twists and turns yet is one piece. I can't recall what this one was named but I know I liked the design of it. Dangit I wish I could remember what it stood for. So far this one is my favorite but I'm so torn. This is called a dedication cross. I like the clean style and design. At some point later on, I'll be getting my kids' names put under the cross. They'll curve like the 4 sections do. I think it'll look good. I could be crazy though. I take my tattoos seriously (anyone who doesn't is just stupid) and I put...