live well. laugh often. LOVE much.

i take it back... this thing is being weird.

have you ever seen "office space?" well, that's where that's from. anyway, i don't think i have a case of the mondays, i just didn't want to think of another title. anyway, i'm at work and it is pretty slow. i got a new computer though, and that rocks. it's faster, but that's pretty much all that is helpful. i also have speakers, but that doesn't really make a difference either. we didn't get home last night from arizona until 1:30am. andy drove the first part and after yuma, i drove. andy had to get up to go to school at 7:30 this morning, so he got to sleep while i drove the rest of the way home. andy's sister, alyssa, also drove back with us. she's on break (she's in high school, but most of the schools in arizona are on year-round.... SUCKERS.) so she drove out here with us and andy's dad and stepmom are coming out here for 4th of july weekend, and she's just going to drive back with them. anyway, this weekend was freakin HOT. it was 114 degrees for most of the weekend and when we got in on friday night, which was around 8pm, it was still 107. good lord, i thought we were all going to die. the poor dogs couldn't pant fast enough and i just felt so sorry for them. but i'm glad i went. i finally got to meet andy's paternal grandmother and she is one tough lady. my grandma is definitely one tough cookie, but this woman is battling cancer from all over the place. i thought she only (not that cancer is "only) had ovarian cancer, but she also has colon cancer. and she's getting some hard-core chemo once a month. it was just sad because everyone was talking about how she just knows she's dying, but i guess that's just the way things go. :( she was just really nice to me and i got to spend some time just chit-chatting with her and andy's sister, jen, and she said she definitely wants me and andy to go out to new mexico to visit her when she is done in phoenix with her chemo. i just can't believe all the stuff she's going thru and she was still just walking around doing her thing, playing solitaire on the cmoputer, and even made deviled-eggs. i was expecting her to be alot more frail and weak, but she wasn't like that at all. i'm telling you, she's tough.

andy's mom had a barbecue for us yesterday. everyone came over and we just ate and talked and i got to show everyone my sky-diving video. jen's husband wants to do it so he was pretty interested. i also went with andy's sisters to sally's beauty supply cause becca wanted jen to dye her hair. they are just like me inside beaty supply stores... i just want everything and have to touch and see what everything does. andy's mom got a little peeved cause we (actually they cause i am childless) left her there with all the kids and she wanted to rip her hair out. i guess taking your time at the store is only a luxury when you aren't hurrying home cause someone else is watching your child.

all in all, it was a good weekend. hotter than hell, but at least we all made it back okay. too bad i missed all those graduation parties.

hmmm... and this new blogger is interesting. i saw it this weekend and it looked different, but i logged on again today and it looked different again. but i think i kinda like it.

lazy. lazy, lazy, lazy

don't you hate it when you're being lazy? and you know you're being lazy, but the only thing you do about it is hate yourself for being lazy? don't you hate that? i hate it. but gee, i'm lacking all ability to do something more proactive than hating myself for it.

why aidan? why have you obliterated all hope that you and carrie will get back together?

mmmmm...... so sad... i just watched the premiere of sex and the city and i'm sad. thank god we have HBO-East or i would still be waiting an hour and 13 minutes to watch it. anyway, i'm so disappointed cause i really want them to be together. i want to marry aidan.... lol... just kidding. anyway, sad, sad, sad.

me, andy, and kyle took the dogs to dog beach today in coronado. it was pretty fun. meya had a slight tiff with another dog, so from that point on, she had to stay on the leash and not get to run around. but fidelis got to play. he's a little wary of other dogs, but i guess that's how puppies should be. anyway, i just wanted to share my disappointment in my favorite show... and my favorite show's LAST season. booooohoooooo.

honey, why are there two fake penises in your sock drawer?

it has to do with a story someone told me and it cracks me up every time i think about it. i just had to put it on here. isn't it just funny reading it and wondering what the story behind it is?? man, it is hysterical. hoooty-hooooo

adios miss kate

so, my friend, kate, left this morning to move back to the other side of the country. i'm pretty bummed about it. we had a little going away get together last night at my friend, brenda's, house. we just hung out, chatted, ate spinach dip, ordered a pizza, and took pictures of each other being dumb. well, i was thinking, and when kate was saying her goodbyes, brenda was on the verge of crying with tears in her eyes, and i didn't even have a quivering lip. not that it makes me the devil because i didn't want to cry, but i cry pretty easily in certain situations and it seemed strange to me that it didn't even spark any kind of emotional tear in me. i thought about it on my way home and i asked andy about it this afternoon (just so he could confirm that i'm not a freak) and i guess i realized my perception of goodbyes is a little warped. i mean, during my childhood i said goodbyes to many, many friends. and cried many, many tears (thanks to the military and the way they just relocate people on their whim). and maybe i just got a little used to that. also, after my dad dying, maybe the way i look at goodbye is really an eternal, forever & ever kind of goodbye. but andy had a different perspective on it, in that, i have said goodbye to many friends, but i also have had people come back into my life, so it didn't mean forever. for example, i still talk to kelley. i knew kelley for a year in the 4th grade, and we still keep in touch to this day. and jen... it took years and years to find her, but i did. and lastly, andy even mentioned himself.... we're together because we kept in touch and stayed friends. anyway, i didn't feel so bad for not crying after that. andy can often give me a different (and usually helpful) perspective on things. he's nifty to have around. me and crissy were talking about this a while ago, and definitely to my core, i believe that people are in (and out) of my life for a reason.... and it's okay if your relationship changes with that person for whatever reason because it's not as if that person has disappeared from the planet. and even though i'm sad that kate left, i'm gonna see her again in august (she's coming back for our friend's wedding) and even if i don't see her again after that (though i actually have a feeling that i probably will see her again) it will be okay. because things will always end up okay. hmmmm....now, that, is actually bringing a tear to my eye.

ahhhhhhhhh-choooooo

yep, i've got a cold. and i feel like poop. and i hate everyone.

i have a sore throat... could it be the hangover puking....OR could i be getting sick?

awwwwww, sucker... my throat hurts. i even had some cold stone and that didn't make me feel any better at all. me, andy, kyle, and toto went to watch "finding nemo." it's cute and funny. anyway, i'm really tired cause my mom made me get up at 8:30am so we could go to the cemetary. and i should have gone to sleep, but i came home and took the explorer for a carwash (hmmmmm... to wash the puke off the side of the car... GROSS) and went to go buy dog food. then, came home and chilled for a little and then we got ready to go to the movies. we're gonna leave for dinner shortly here so maybe i can squeeze in a teeny tiny nap. must sleep. yeah, i'm gonna lay down.

oh yeah, the puppy, fidelis, is now taller than meya. he's not bigger than her, but his back is higher than hers when they're both standing... scurrrrrry. he's gonna be a big boy.

one more, oh yeah, crissy, when i went to get the car washed i saw the candle that you stuck in kate's purse. that was another blackout moment that i remebered when i saw kate pull it out of her purse. CLASSIC.

happy birthday mary kate & ashley olsen

today is their birthday. i don't know how old they are... probably 16 or 17. why? do you ask, do i know michelle tanner's birthday... oh yeah CAUSE IT'S MY BIRTHDAY TOO!!!! kick ass!!!! today has been a good day. i've gotten phone calls, cards, e-cards, jumped out of an airplane for all birthday wishes. it's nice. oh, yes, the sky-diving was incredible INSANE. insane like i don't know if i'd ever do it again. and i have a pretty addictive personality. but i don't know about all that 'FREE FALL' jazz. gravity is a mother, i'll tell you that. but i do appreciate the big lug (toto) taking me out to do it. it was an awesome birthday gift... just really crazy and just something that i was kinda pushed (not forced) into doing and i am definitely glad i did it. i probably wouldn't have done it if toto didn't offer it as a bday gift. but yes, this birthday has been memorable. it feels good to know you are loved and remembered and thought of, especially on your birthday. sometimes i forget how good the people in my life are to me. so, thank you to all the people that support me, love me, give me encouragement, and let me be crazy when i need to be. i'm a lucky person. and i know that. and that is making this birthday absolutely wonderful.... LIFE IS DAMN GOOD.

34 minutes and i turn a quarter of a decade

i'm turning 25 soon. i'm actually very okay with it. i just thought i'd blog before i started doing my nails. we're going skydiving tomorrow so i need to get to sleep. wish me luck.

guilty pleasures? mmmmm.... hm-mmmmm.............yeah

that sounds a little porn-ish. it's not really supposed to, but anyway, that's what this weekend was like. just lotsa fun and alot of relaxing. just such a good time, it made me feel a little guilty. we're back from vegas, and work is definitely the last place i want to be. andy was still sleeping when i left at 12:15 this afternoon. not that i got up much earlier cause i woke up at 11:00am. but i'm so tired. we got up on friday and picked up the rental car, andy picked up heather and rob, and then i drove all the way to vegas. heather and andy took naps on the way up there, and rob and kyle stayed up and kept me company. i can't believe how fricken hot it was up there. once it hit the triple digits (since our rental car had a thing to tell us the temperature outside) we all almost died. we finally got to our room around 5pm cause we stopped to eat and we also stopped at primm to go shopping. we had dinner and they left for the concert and i left for my spa treatment. it was heaven. it was really the best thing i've ever done. they have a men's side and a women's side, so it tripped me out to see women walking around nekkid. the woman who walked me around told me i could go around nekkid, but man, maybe i'm just still a little immature about the whole thing cause i wasn't having it. the boys were definitely jealous about that. it was really neat in there, you totally feel like a princess. they have free fruit, coffee, snacks, juice, water, a place to do your hair, razors, toothbrushes... it was awesome. they also had about 7 different showers and each shower had a different scent. i took four showers within 3 hours. lol :) when i first saw everyone after their concert, dave couldn't stop telling me how good i smelled. i just had this wonderful cucumber, citrus, lavendar, mint smell emanating from my body. and when i was getting my aroma wrap and scalp treatment, i just felt like it was so good i should feel guilty about it. then i started thinking about the homeless, hungry children in the world and how much better their lives could be with the amount of money we spent on that spa treatment and that's why i felt so guilty. man, it was really that good.

saturday was a day of eating at the luxor breakfast buffet (MY FAVORITE!!!!), laying out by the luxor pool and swimming a little, having dinner, then going to studio 54 in MGM grand. that place is so super fun. i barely had a voice yesterday cause of the fun we had on saturday night.

we got home yesterday around 5:15pm. i was supposed to be back earlier for something i had to do for my confirmation, but we didn't leave early enough and there was lots of traffic, so i didn't go. i'm just so tired cause i went to the end of the quarter party the lab i volunteer for had and i took kate home, but i took her by our house so she could meet fidelis. she wanted her roommate to see him, so i took him with me to drop her off and i stayed there until midnight. and didn't get to sleep until 1am. ughh... my body hurts from the shoes i was wearing at studio 54 and then dancing in those "hurt me, mama" shoes. the pain.

thanks for staying there crissy. i know my dogs are a handful and i doubt andy and i will take anymore vacations without having a better plan for the dogs, so i'm sorry they were a nightmare. we really appreciate you staying there and you did a great job cause they are both fine and happy. well, i ought to get back to work to do something productive. maybe it will make the day go by faster cause i'm so ready to go home.

fast eddie

i met a man yesterday who calls himself "fast eddie." like seriously, he introduces himself that way and even has that on his business cards. how does that start? how does one insert an adjective in front on their name and get everyone else to call them that, too? maybe i can start going by "bad ass marlou." the funnier thing is, i talked to a guy that i work with that i guess knows fast eddie, and he told me that his real first name is gayle.... hmmm... gayle? no wonder he goes by fast eddie.

andy's friend, sean, is back from the war. he's our own war hero. we met him and his friends down at hooters last night for almost 3 hours. i'm glad he got back safe. oh, and there was a pregnant lady working at hooters. she had the whole "hooter girl" get-up and everything. she wasn't sportin the tank top, but she had the booty shorts on and everything. but she was pregnant. can you imagine telling your child that when s/he was in your womb, you were strutting it at hooters? a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do, i guess.

i need to get to sleep. we're leaving for vegas this morning. me and andy have to get up early to pick up our rental car. i spent all night cleaning and getting ready and getting food ready, and packing. i'm so tired. BUT, i did get to pick up my ring today. it is SOOOOOOO fun. i was a little nervous that once i saw it finished i wasn't gonna want it (cause i'm so like that all the time), but once i put it on my finger, i got goose bumps. i love it. and like she says in sleepless in seattle "i wouldn't have picked any other ring if i got to choose out of all the rings in the world." oh, wait a sec, i did get to choose my ring out of all the rings in the world... lol...hahahaha. oh, and if you've ever seen election and that part when reese witherspoon finds out she won the election (secretly) and she starts spazzing out and jumping around... that's totally how i felt when i put my ring on. i only hope every other girl feels that way when she put her engagement ring on, too.

did i just get salsa in my purse??? oh my, yes i did.

me and andy got breakfast burritos this morning. they are, by far, our most favoritest thing in the world. we will typically go out of our way to go get them at the place that we think have the best ones in the world, but this morning we had to mosey on down to the nextel store to update the software on my phone so i can be hip like all the cool people in the world who can download music tones on their phone. anyway, on our way there, we picked up a couple breakfast burritos and to fastforward to the retarded part, i put the salsa on the dash of my car when andy had to get out of the car to get something and when andy drove off and i was preoccupied with something else, the salsa slid off the dash and onto my lap and straight into my purse. my mom always says not to keep your purse on the floor and i'm the only person who doesn't abide by this rule and so i was punished. salsa was on my sweatshirt, my jeans, and in the pocket of my purse. and was trying hard not to laugh, but when it became unbearable, he asked if he could, and i told him to go ahead since i wasn't surprised it happend.... and better yet when i got home to take my clothes off and wash them, i stuck my jeans and andy's jeans in the wash and started it. and once the jeans were drenched, i realized i had put money in my pocket earlier, so there i was fishing wet five's and one's out of my pocket. andy had to laugh at me once again. i hope i can make it home and make dinner tonight without incident. we should all be so lucky.