As some of you know, Jeremy loves World Rally racing... and I must admit, I have watched a few races and gotten in to it myself. I have a favorite driver, Sebastien Loeb from Citroen. Is it his daredevil racing skills? His French accent? Whatever it is... all I know is that he's a cutie and drives like a bat out of hell. He just won the 2004 Championship. So congrats Sebastien and check out his website. Mesmerizing, isn't it???
http://www.sebastienloeb.com/
Wednesday, October 27, 2004
Sunday, October 24, 2004
Happy Weekend!
This weekend was birthday weekend with the 'fam. Got to hang out with the neices and feed them some sugar. All in all, I did my duty as an auntie.
Saturday, October 23, 2004
Sin City Tales
The Vegas trip was well... a trip. Las Vegas is like Disneyland for adults. You can eat whatever you want, drink out of Genie bottles, go on rollercoasters, see pirates, see Wayne Newton (!) and maybe if you are lucky, see some animals as well. (Sorry Siegfried and Roy, Vegas will never be the same without you).
I had a great time at the conference, I have never seen so much BAD HAIR and sensible shoes (including my own comfy Danskos!) I learned a lot, saw some great speakers, saw some crappy speakers, and flashed my breasts to the entire conference. Well, at least to the "Asserting yourself and your career" crowd. Here I was, walking around with a bag full of free stuff I had collected from all the various vendors (oooh pens!!), my coat and my purse with the top button of my shirt open. Hello boobies!
We didn't get to go to any Vegas shows, but that's ok. I didn't need to see any more half naked men. The replica of David by Michaelangelo was enough for me. Next time, I am DEFINITELY getting some tickets for Tom Jones or Wayne Newton. Jeremy still doesn't believe me that Wayne Newton sings "Danke Schoen".
Eating: we ate pretty well in Vegas. The second night we were there, we decided to try out the Spice Market Buffet at the Aladdin. It was a pretty good spread. It was also a great place to people watch. I saw a blushing bride loading up her plate at the roast beef station. More gravy please! There was a lady who was shorter than me chowing down on PLATES of crab legs. Jeremy and I tried to have a game plan, I was told "skip the breads and go all for the meats." Dr. Atkins would have been proud. Unfortunately, I wanted a challenge and after my fourth plate of food, that last piece of cake was putting me over the edge.
After 4 days in Vegas, it was time to go home. After arriving at the airport, we were told that our plane was cancelled due to "weather". Whose weather?! Nome, Alaska? So, we quietly accepted our fate of sitting in the airport waiting area for another 5 hours. Just the smell of smoke and the flashing lights of the slot machines was enough to drive a woman to drink. When we found out that we had been upgraded to first class, that is exactly what I did. Another gin and tonic please! First class isn't all it's cracked up to be (if you are flying to or from Vegas). You don't get a meal, just free drinks and a "snack". Well that snack just turned out to be some heated up cashews, almonds and pistachios. Yes, free drinks and warm nuts is all I got!
Happy to be home and I think I will give Vegas one more try. We didn't get to see a lot of things because of the "inclement weather", but I am sure that it will be more fun next time when I don't have to sit around in a conference all day.
Viva las vegas!
I had a great time at the conference, I have never seen so much BAD HAIR and sensible shoes (including my own comfy Danskos!) I learned a lot, saw some great speakers, saw some crappy speakers, and flashed my breasts to the entire conference. Well, at least to the "Asserting yourself and your career" crowd. Here I was, walking around with a bag full of free stuff I had collected from all the various vendors (oooh pens!!), my coat and my purse with the top button of my shirt open. Hello boobies!
We didn't get to go to any Vegas shows, but that's ok. I didn't need to see any more half naked men. The replica of David by Michaelangelo was enough for me. Next time, I am DEFINITELY getting some tickets for Tom Jones or Wayne Newton. Jeremy still doesn't believe me that Wayne Newton sings "Danke Schoen".
Eating: we ate pretty well in Vegas. The second night we were there, we decided to try out the Spice Market Buffet at the Aladdin. It was a pretty good spread. It was also a great place to people watch. I saw a blushing bride loading up her plate at the roast beef station. More gravy please! There was a lady who was shorter than me chowing down on PLATES of crab legs. Jeremy and I tried to have a game plan, I was told "skip the breads and go all for the meats." Dr. Atkins would have been proud. Unfortunately, I wanted a challenge and after my fourth plate of food, that last piece of cake was putting me over the edge.
After 4 days in Vegas, it was time to go home. After arriving at the airport, we were told that our plane was cancelled due to "weather". Whose weather?! Nome, Alaska? So, we quietly accepted our fate of sitting in the airport waiting area for another 5 hours. Just the smell of smoke and the flashing lights of the slot machines was enough to drive a woman to drink. When we found out that we had been upgraded to first class, that is exactly what I did. Another gin and tonic please! First class isn't all it's cracked up to be (if you are flying to or from Vegas). You don't get a meal, just free drinks and a "snack". Well that snack just turned out to be some heated up cashews, almonds and pistachios. Yes, free drinks and warm nuts is all I got!
Happy to be home and I think I will give Vegas one more try. We didn't get to see a lot of things because of the "inclement weather", but I am sure that it will be more fun next time when I don't have to sit around in a conference all day.
Viva las vegas!
Friday, October 22, 2004
Funky Chicken
Ok, some of you may have seen those boxing chicken ads on TV for Burger King (my money is on TenderCrisp) but have you seen the Subservient Chicken? I kid you not. He does everything from the Electric Slide to building a pillow fort. Now only if he would clean Miss K's cat box, life would be good.
Tuesday, October 12, 2004
The Curse of the Mini Candy
Ah that time of the year again- there is a crispness in the air, the leaves change colors and stores stock their shelves with bags and bags of mini candy bars. They are so cute, so small so... so... delishish!! What harm can one little mini-Twix do to me? Or that mini-Kit-Kat? There is joy in every mini-wrapper I open, as I pop these mini's into my mega mouth. My favorite is Twix, hands down, no contest. How I wish that these mini's made me stay mini too... but no dice. These little babies are evil in a bite size portion.
But soooo good.
How I love fall.
But soooo good.
How I love fall.
Monday, October 11, 2004
Vegas Baby, YEAH!
J and I are going to Vegas on Sunday (the holiest of all days, I know...) for three days of sun, fun and The Adminstrative Professionals Conference. Jealous yet? While my husband is cruising the strip and winning us some moolah, I will be in an air conditioned room with lots of others learning about becoming a great Adminstrative Professional. Oddly enough, I am excited about attending this conference. I need some administrative assistance myself.
I was hoping that Medieval Times had a restaurant in Vegas, but sadly no. Oh well. Maybe CSI will be filming while we are down there. How cool would that be? I'd love to be an extra. Look for me as "Drowning Victim #1".
I was hoping that Medieval Times had a restaurant in Vegas, but sadly no. Oh well. Maybe CSI will be filming while we are down there. How cool would that be? I'd love to be an extra. Look for me as "Drowning Victim #1".
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