Tuesday, September 30, 2008
My first love...Evan Bunton
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Weekend in St. Louis
Friday, we hit the bar to see some old friends and to watch a Van Halen cover band. The band was awesome, but their looks…not so much. The lead singer had major porn stash on his upper lip and the drummer was well, just icky. To my surprise, many women were throwing themselves at them during intermission. In addition to the band, we also had some side entertainment. We had some hoosiers hitting on us, a couple sucking face right by us, two chicks dancing together while their boyfriend’s snapped pictures of them, and finally some not very cute chick wearing a partial Playboy bunny outfit. Melissa said “Oh look she must have come from a Halloween party.” I let her process this comment until she realized Halloween was over a month away…too funny.
Saturday, we headed up to wine country. We went to Montelle Winery (love that place). I was sure to call my sister-in-law and rub it her face politely. We had a great wine tasting and then sat outside to enjoy a bottle or two of wine. Again, the free entertainment was in abundance. I could sit and people watch all day, especially drunk ones.
One glass down...many more to go!
View from the winery...beautiful!
Sunday we had lunch at Norton’s CafĂ© down in Soulard. After stuffing ourselves silly, I dragged the rest of my group to the St. Louis Arch. I had never been and was itching to go. Melissa is scared of heights and enclosed spaces, but she went anyway. Her mild panic attacks on the way up the arch made for a fun afternoon.
Checking out the pod
What we would look like if the pod got stuck
Andrew (Mel's son) and I in the pod.
Mike and Melissa
View of the stadium from the arch
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Happy Birthday Momma Bunton
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Stuff
Speaking of weather, it has been gorgeous here, which is unusual! It has been in the high 70’s in the day and upper 50’s at night. I love this time of year. I wish it would stay like this longer, but it always seems to disappear so fast.
Work and school have been crazy. I’m trying to get it all done before I head out of town this weekend. I’m going to St. Louis (yippee) to tear it up with my friend, Melissa! I’m sure we will get into some sort of trouble. No sooner do I come back and then Evan and I leave to go to Newton the following weekend. To great weekends back to back…should be a lot of fun!
I’m posting a picture of my new “green” grocery bag. I bought a couple at Kroger the other day. I am so pumped. Good riddance plastic bags! These new bags are so sturdy and big. I can jam so much stuff into them…its great! Plus they’re useful for a lot of other things.
That’s all for now. Later my little peeps.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Hurricane Ike A-comin'
This brings back bad memories of the 2004 hurricane season when Evan and I lived in Orlando. I feel for the people who have to evacuate their homes. I still remember one of the radio stations in Orlando playing a clip from a caller who said if you plan on staying you better “hunker down bitch!” That’s my advice to all of you.
9/11
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Advice
Monday, September 8, 2008
Redneck Weekend
I’ve never been to a race before. It was loud, dirty and I’ll admit…fun! We had a good group of people, so that made it that much more enjoyable. I still have one nagging question though, why is it the bigger the girl the shorter the shirt?
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Trail Riding
He also took me over to the hardcore trails and we watched several people climb some scary hills. The videos I took don’t even do the hills justice. You can’t even tell how steep they really are.. In order for you to go up them, you have to be equipped with a rollbar and harness seatbelts, neither of which we have, so those were a big fat no for us!
After lunch is where the real adventure began. On one of our runs, the Jimmy started acting funny. It was chugging a little, but I didn’t think much of it until it died while we were side ways in a ravine. I may have crapped my pants a little. Somehow, Evan managed to get the truck started again and got us up out of the ravine and up the hill a ways before it totally died. Since we were by ourselves, we had no choice but to walk. We walked 1.3 miles back to the heavy Chevy, so we could tow the Jimmy to safety. As we were walking, I told Evan I felt like Clark Griswold in National Lampoons Vacation. The temperature was hot, the park was like a desert and I was so tempted to put my pants on my head for a little relief. As much as Evan thought that was a great idea, I refrained from doing so. Anyway, we made it back, got the truck and towed the Jimmy back. All is good. The end!
This is one of the trucks I filmed, while on a tougher trail. I'm mainly posting this for my brother because I know he would have loved to have been there.