A Survey

If you were out to dinner and your server had just brought your meal and was explaining things to you (like the differences in the BBQ sauces on your table, etc.) and answering other questions you had and the phone started to ring and your server excused herself to answer the phone...how would you feel about that?

Be honest. And ask around! I need as much input on this as I can get. I'll tell you what one server (me) did after I hear from you.

Wordless Wednesday...I'm just too little...

Warning: Lame Post Ahead

Hey everyone!! I'm just checking in to let you know I'm still alive and well. The dinner on Friday night was the most fun I've had in a long time (except for the way fun lunch I had on the previous Tuesday). (Melissa did a great post about it so go here and see her goods. No, not literal goods. Just the post she did. Naughties.) It was so fun to meet new people and to get to know my other friends better. I always have fun with my sisters and that night I got to have TWO of them there! WOOT!!! I'm hoping my niece's ears have stopped melting by now. She was fine with all the "grown-up-married-people" talk until her mom started in. I'm guessing the LAST people she wants to hear anything like that about is her parents...unless it's MY parents.

So last weekend was awesome. I'm working on a post about it for MMB so stay tuned.

I got in trouble at work the other night for the most ridiculous thing ever so I'd love to find a new place to work. Anyone need a live-in waitress???

Summer's half over and I haven't done anything too exciting. Haven't even been to the pool!!! I'm still pasty white. We're going out of town for the 24th of July and that'll be fun. But before that we're going to see Kenny Chesney!!! HOLLA!!! (I like to go to grown-up concerts, Vanessa)

That's it. Lame post. I'll leave a cute picture of Harley for you to make up for the lack of blog fodder! Have a great weekend!!

He LOVES to play in the sand! He's a digger, just like his dad!!

Alright, Peeps. Here's the 411.

OK, I've made a reservation at the Skybox at The Gateway for 7:00 pm. That way the working moms can get home & get their fams situated before they ditch 'em for the rest of the night.
The Skybox is at the very north end of the mall on the upper level. Next to Lane Bryant. Not that any of us has to shop there. Not that there's anything wrong with that.
If you're coming and you haven't told me or DeNae, please do so NOW!!! The room we have isn't huge so I want to be sure we have enough room.
If you need any more deets email me or leave your comment here! See you Friday!!

PS Lori, you wanna ride together? I'm picking Wendy up on the way. Because you're coming, Wendy!!! Oh yes you are!

Meet and Greet!!!

Hey, guess what??? DeNae is coming to town! So in an attempt to reach Kristina P. level coolness, we're having a meet and greet!

It'll be July 10th. It'll be a dinner. It'll be in the Salt Lake area somewhere. Please, please, please come!!!

Either email me or comment here if you can make it.

It's Always The Last Place You Look

After more than two looooong weeks of getting up off the couch to turn up and down our TV (a task made even more difficult because the knob is behind a glass door which we have to keep barricaded so Harley doesn't get into it), we (I) have found the remote!!!

You're looking at the cupboard which holds our TV on top and in the cabinets is all of Harley's toys. (That would be "Ghostbusters" on the tv and look to the left...that's where the volume is. See the big silver thing in its way? Yeah.) In an act of desperation, I unloaded all the toys out of it and guess what???? It was in there! Seriously, can't begin to describe how good it feels to sit on my bu....couch and turn on and off and up and down the volume. I'm waaaaaaay too skinny for all the exercise I was getting by walking the 12 feet to the stereo.

Thanks for all of your suggestions. I really did check the fridge, the garbage (again), not the spices because I keep them up high, the heat registers, the drawers in the kitchen and bathroom. The town I live in hates the earth so I didn't have a recycle bin to check.

All is right at the Stubbs home again.