Black Betty could use some WD-40

Me: You know, probably 90% of the time, I don't even turn on the radio in my car. I just drive around with it silent. Is that weird?

Stew: No. What's weird is that you think your 12-year old car is silent.

This stop sign brought to you by Joey Lawrence from "Blossom"

The Austin Chronicles - Part 5

It's no secret that my dog is a serial snuggler. He's not allowed on our new sofa, and he's not allowed on our bed. This has caused him to become quite resourceful. Most of the time I'll find him in the corner curled up with something he dragged out of a closet to use as a makeshift blanket. Nothing is safe. My 5x7 area rug, the Christmas tree skirt, my Snuggie, Stew's old Air Force uniforms, a duffel bag, dirty (or clean) laundry...all have fallen victim.

The latest:


That pile of old egg crates came from the guest bed. I didn't even have time to throw them away before Snugglepants swooped in and got cozy. He could teach a bird a thing or two about nest making.

What happened in Vegas

May come as a surprise to you, but Stewzie hasn't had a legitimate vacation together in 3 years, unless you count Hurrications. For those of you playing at home (Hurrication = Hurricane Evacuation + Vacation). So, given this, as well as the fact that we both just turned THIRTY, we decided to go big. Translation: Vegas, Baby!


Here are some tidbits to give you a feel for the fabulous time we had.

Flight: Southwest. Direct flight. No baggage fees. Score! Spectacular views.

Weather: Perfect. Hot. Dry. Used excessive amounts of Conditioner and Lotion to make up for lack of humidity.

Accommodations: Wynn Las Vegas. Wow. Classy. Room almost as big as our 1st apartment. TV in bathroom. Again, Spectacular views.

Dining: Expensive! Poolside breakfast. Loved. Lunch at world's largest buffet. Okay. Not too convinced of largeness. Dinner with Old Blue Eyes @ Sinatra. Very cool.

Shows: Flight of the Conchords. Unbelievable (we're huge fans). Bodies: The Exhibition. Fascinating. Carrot Top. Huh-Larious. I'm still laughing. Snorting, in fact. Plus, he truly has magnificent hair.

Gambling: Won $36 on slots. I'm a compulsive casher-outer (i.e. anti-gambler). Not at liberty to discuss how much Stew won or lost at the poker table. You'll have to ask him yourself.

Famous People Sightings: Tony Parker (San Antonio Spurs Player). Danieal Negreanu, Phil Ivey, Chris Ferguson (Poker Players). And some unidentified (Saints Player) who Stew sat next to on the plane ride home.

Quickie Weddings in Little White Chapels: None. That I'm aware of.

Celine Dion Concerts Attented: Zero. Thank the Lord. My heart will indeed go on.


Things I wish we would have had time to see, but didn't: The white tiger that mauled Siegfried. Or was it Roy? Either way. Showgirls putting on a showgirl show of the showgirl variety. Pretty sure Stew wishes we would have had time for that too (sigh). Fremont Street. Penn and Teller. Any of the overpriced but fantastic Cirque du Soleil Shows. Donnie and Marie. Just Kidding. And Caesar. Turns out it's not the REAL Caesar's Palace. Bummer.

Photos: Here.

Next up, our family vacay to Boerne (pronunciation: Bernie), Texas to celebrate Uncle Pat & Aunt Jackie's 50th wedding anniversary...

SnoBloggery

#8 - Sno Shack

Confession: This is really more like #11. Yes, I've had 3 undocumented balls-o-sno in between. The actual #8 was Blueberry from Casey's - which comes with a fun story that will not be posted for the general public to view(that's right, I do take the high road from time to time). However, if you know me and want details, I'll spill them in person. The actual #9 was an Orange that my boss brought me at work...and I forgot to ask him where it was from but it was terrible so I figure it doesn't really matter. The actual #10 was Pink Lemonade from Pandora's. This place is one of my top 3, and the flavor used to be my all-time favorite as a kid.

On to the Honeydew Melon from Sno Shack (on Jefferson Hwy. across from Riverdale). First of all, just look at the color of that thing. Like pool water! And just as refreshing, 'cept without tasting like chlorine and pee. Seriously though. Good place, super yummy flavor. Although with the heat index hovering around 110 degrees lately, an actual pool water flavor doesn't really sound so bad, so long as it comes with a giant cup of fluffy ice.

On the glass and contents thereof

You've heard it before.

There are 2 types of people in this world. Those who think the glass is half-full, and those who think the glass is half-empty.

Wrong.

There is another type of person. Me. Given the situation at hand, I think we need to re-evaluate the size of the glass. If the water only fills it halfway, get a smaller glass. Then the glass is full.

Problem solved.

Potty like a Rockstar

You can stop worrying. I'm alive. I've just spent the previous 10 days on VACATION.

From New Orleans to Las Vegas to New Orleans to Willis, TX to Boerne, TX to San Antonio, TX to New Braunfels, TX to Boerne, TX to New Orleans. Much flying and walking and driving was involved. And it may take me a while to come back to reality.

So, until I have enough free time to catch you all up in the form of multiple proper blog posts, I'll tide you over with this - our spare toilet paper roll at the Wynn Las Vegas. They are serious about their toilet paper.