Hemingway's Whiskey

"If it was bad enough for him, you know it's bad enough for me."

Hemingway's Whiskey by Kenny Chesney {here}

I thought as my loyal readers (all 2.5 of you), that you should know what I almost did today at Lowe's.  My job sent me on a mission across the universe town to buy all the track-lights.  While on this quest, I almost proposed to a complete stranger.  It took all of my self-restraint to not do so.  He was a beautiful man, in a scruffy sort or way.  Torn jeans, tan skin, USC baseball cap (bonus points for being a Gamecock fan), and a buggy full of puppies.  Real puppies.  Three schnauzers to be exact. (And yes, I did just call that cart you push around the store and fill with your goodies a BUGGY.  That's the word.  Learn it, use it.)  *swoon*  Top put the juicy cherry on top of the whipped cream and sprinkles on top of the sundae, he had an Italian accent and drove a pickup truck.  Combination of my favorite things?  Yes.  You'll will be proud to learn that I did nothing more than make eye contact on go on my merry way.  But I wanted to marry him.


So, my cousin and her husband have 2 beautiful little girls with the squishy baby cheeks (on their faces) that you've ever seen.  The youngest's name is Hallie.  Here is Hallie:

Is she not the cutest little nugget you've ever laid eyes on?!

Daddy's side of the family is pretty religious and I don't think any of them believe in celebrating Halloween.  Supposedly the holiday has pagan demon-worshiping roots.  Idk.  Any, if this were my child, I would dress her as a pudgy little raspberry.  Why?  Because then she would be HALLIE BERRY. [collapsing on the floor in fits of laughter]

*crickets chirping*

Moving on...

Is it just me, or was cruise control way ahead of it's time?  I mean, cars that can drive themselves?  Isn't that a concept right out of "The Future" or something?  Since my foot is all broken and stuff, I tend to use my cruise control on the highway.  I used it a lot in my 1991 Acura Legend, back in college when I made those long drives to Richmond to see The Ex.  Of course, cruise control isn't that impressive anymore when we have cars that can parallel park themselves.  Still...I think it's pretty neat that I can tell my car to go 60mph and it obeys (within a 5mph range).  

Go ahead, call me weird.  I don't care.  Basically, I just posted a bunch of useless information.  Can you tell that it's Friday?!

Great Big Pink Sparkly Hearts,

A

PS- My new favorite blog to read is by MODG.  Funniest person alive, after Moi.