Sunday, September 28, 2008

World's most wanted weiner?!?



This just cracks me up.

- Jesse

Alisa's Birthday at the Abbey

After a crazy night with the boys, Jesse and I needed to rest. We headed out to Hollywood and spent a great evening with our favorate ladies at our favorite place.

Happy Birthday Alisa. We Love You!!!!!


Saturday, September 27, 2008

Random pictures from Friday night


















































Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Conversation in bathroom.

Woman: You look very nice
Gretchen: Thank-you.
Woman: You don’t look twice your age.
Gretchen: Thank you. (big smile)

Monday, September 22, 2008

The quest for the perfect pillow.

Jesse and I decided to head out to Palm Springs. We blew outrageous amounts of money while on the quest for the perfect pillow. We lost tons at the casino (in this economy) crazy huh?
It can't be...
It is...
The best was seeing David after a few months.
Stocked up at our favorite farmers market; Jesse's preparing for a famine.

The usual Church goers were in rare form.

Found it!!!!! 17.00 Score!!!!

Sue-ell got pampered while I was getting hammered. Great time was had by all. Got home and met Dale, David's new Love interest. He's a really cool guy. He's definitely a keeper.

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Had a great evening with Walter and Neal

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Crouching spider hid in wind chime
Great ideas come from Kona I’m convinced. Don't worry I saved him.
Neil and I spent the evening talking about love.. He has an awesome story that’s so beautiful, it’s exhausting.
Nite Neal
Love to all judgment to none -david

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

I don't do political here.

But, Linda sent me this great forward.
Forward:
Subject: Fwd - Some Observations

Food for thought - Here is a little of the "other side of the story" that is not mentioned much....
I'm a little confused. Let me see if I have this straight.....
If you grow up in Hawaii , raised by your grandparents, you're 'exotic, different.'
Grow up in Alaska eating mooseburgers, a quintessential American story.
If your name is Barack you're a radical, unpatriotic Muslim.
Name your kids Willow , Trig and Track, you're a maverick.
Graduate from Harvard law School and you are unstable.
Attend 5 different small colleges before graduating, you're well grounded.
If you spend 3 years as a brilliant community organizer, become the first black President of the Harvard Law Review, create a voter registration drive that registers 150,000 new voters, spend 12 years as a Constitutional Law professor, spend 8 years as a State Senator representing a district with over 750,000 people, become chairman of the state Senate's Health and Human Services committee, spend 4 years in the United States Senate representing a state of 13 million people while sponsoring 131 bills and serving on the
Foreign Affairs, Environment and Public Works and Veteran's Affairs committees, you don't have any real lead ership experience.
If your total resume is: local weather girl, 4 years on the city council and 6 years as the mayor of a town with less than 7,000 people, 20 months as the governor of a state with only 650,000 people, then you're qualified
to become the country's second highest ranking executive.
If you have been married to the same woman for 19 years while raising 2 beautiful daughters, all within Protestant churches, you're not a real Christian.
If you cheated on your first wife with a rich heiress, and left your disfigured wife and married the heiress the next month, you're a Christian.
If you teach responsible, age appropriate sex education, including the proper use of birth control, you are eroding the fiber of society.
If , while governor, you staunchly advocate abstinence only, with no other option in sex education in your state's school system while your unwed teen daughter ends up pregnant , you're very responsible.
If your wife is a Harvard graduate laywer who gave up a position in a prestigious law firm to work for the betterment of her inner city community, then gave that up to raise a family, your family's values don't represent America 's.
If you're husband is nicknamed 'First Dude', with at least one DWI conviction and no college education, who didn't register to vote until age 25 and once was a member of a group that advocated the secession of Alaska
from the USA , your family is extremely admirable.
OK, much clearer now.
------ End of Forwarded Message

Monday, September 15, 2008

2008 edition.
I got up early Sunday morning and headed down south to see Matt compete in his new passion. Yes, I’m wearing yesterday’s clothes. Why get all clean just to hang out with a bunch of dirty- but hot cowboys? I forgot my camera so I didn't take very many pictures.
I swung by to grab Scottie at his new house. It was a great house. Congrats Scottie.

I love spider man Just as much as the next guy but I must say. I can’t seem to get into loving him Scott’s Way. We had a great day at the Rodeo; Matt has certainly become a great cowboy.

I met his handsome and charming new boyfriend John. He’s awesome.



Here’s a video of him showing off his roping skills, or in this case lynching skills. Lucky for me there weren’t any trees around. It was great to see you buddy, I love you.

Saturday, September 13, 2008

Nesting.
After being together six and a half years and not owning an Ice bucket, or a trash can.
Jesse and I finally broke down. We got an Ice bucket for the freezer.
Marriage does feel different, perhaps next week we’ll get a trash can.

The Taliban came to visit us today from Sacramento.

Oh it’s just Will.