It hurts so good!!
After my tubing and subsequent car-burning experience last weekend, I’m still feeling the burn. Right between the girls. For some reason the one part of my body I forgot to sunscreen was the most sensitive part. I burned real bad (real bad), and I am now blistering. Evil Phoenix Sun (again, not basketball. the actual orb in the sky).
It was a good time with Steph and some gangsters (or not) from San Diego. Californians are an interesting breed. Not as laid back as they would like others to think. I think Texans are more relaxed than Californians any day. The more drunk I got, the more my twang got made fun of. I don’t even think I have a twang. All in all: tubing=excellent. concert=fantastic. waffle house=putrid.
Shane and Becca returned from the hole known as Lawton a few days ago. This is why I haven’t blogged. Shane says Lawton is expanding and the city people are making it nicer. I fart in their general direction. We got some hamsters yesterday for the kid. Their names are Stacy and Tracy, and we hope that they are both girls. All they do it poop and spin the wheel. Pretty dumb animals if you ask me, but she thinks they are excellent. On the way home, she said that her hamsters were the start of a new life. You can’t get much newer than being five, but I guess she did.
PS: I’ve just realized that I tremendously despise Regis and Kelly. Regis is too nasal. Kelly is just odd. You know she never has time with her family. She is a machine. An annoying machine. Not as bad as Kathie-Lee, but still horrible. She’s wearing a polka-dot dress, but the polka-dots are in fact hearts, not dots. Sheesh.
