Slinging Guns and Meth with Heinsenberg

 

 I wish I had some really cool story about why I have been MIA for the last month....errr....or two.  You know, something involving robbing trains with Heisenberg and Jessie (that's a Breaking Bad reference for those who don't know) but the truth is...I've been busy hoarding and cooking food for the end of the world.

Meat Locker.

Pomp (and Potties) and Circumstance

It is Presidential Mania here in the District. This is how you can tell there is some Pomp and Circumstance a'comin here in DC.....

Porta Potties

Adios Roots

 

 Last week I was booking a hotel for a wedding we have coming up in South Carolina. The older woman on the other end of the phone was about the cutest thing on the planet, speaking in that great southern drawl that  I grew up envying.  Even my South Louisiana ear can hear the difference between my accent and this sweet woman's purr.

Being raised right, I was naturally "yes ma'am"ing her and "please"ing and "thank"ing her.  She abruptly stopped in the middle of taking my information down and said, "Dahhhhhling, where are you from?"

"Louisiana!", I announced proudly.

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Living in the Present

I saw this a few weeks back on Pinterest. It has haunted me for weeks.

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I finally feel like I am coming up for air.  We happily crawled into a Homecoming Cocoon back in November and haven't left since.  But, I think its time we come out of hiding.  If for no other reason, Bruiser seems like he's about had enough of being held hostage and I am scared he's going to take another gig on the road just to get some air. And take my little Christmas elf with him.

I am sure you are shocked that I made him do this. I love the defeat on his face.

Holy smokes, am I glad 2012 is behind me or what!?!? I am really excited about 2013 and all the amazing opportunities that are coming my way.  I have high hopes of achieving some great resolutions (including tempering my expectations, HA!) and really optimistic about the whole thing. 

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Best. Day. Ever.

"Thanks for the birthday wishes, everyone.  Milar and Papadeaux let me eat all the leaves I wanted, shred paper and eat this Birthday cookie instead of dinner.  I wonder if we can start celebrating half birthdays?"