I love the Rainforest Cafe. This is obviously the first weekend of “the season” here in Galveston, as we walked right in.
In with the rodeo. Ah well…the life of a parent.
We understand this is gonna be chock full of - um- nekkid folks here in a few hours. I guess that’s whatcha get with free beer and Jack Daniels. Rock on!
I am heading out to Stewart Beach in Galveston this morning (looks pretty lovely this morning, no?)- so if anyone needs me, I dare ya to try and find me. 
Seriously though, this is a working vacay, so feel free to give me a call if you need me. If you don’t have my number, ask around, its not hard to find. Have a great weekend!
I already have mine, but if you need yours, find a man who reads Men’s Health - OR SheKnowsBest. Dexie shares these fine points of how to be the perfect man - with my comments added instead of hers:
1. Don’t worry about looking like Brad Pitt - thats always good though.
2. Do something when she’s in a bad mood - let her take a nap - feed yourself - feed the kids - feed something so she doesn’t have to (or do some dishes, if all else fails)
3. Know when — and how — to be a gentleman
4. Ditch any and all jealousy triggers - jealousy will run off your woman something quick - or at least it should. Same goes for you, girls.
5. Hone your kissing skills
6. Take your sweet time in the sack.
7. Give her the best orgasm of her life. 5, 6 and 7 - OH YEAH.
Now, what I really want to know is what MY hubby thinks about this “perfect man” list. This should be good.
Check out Dexie’s original post for her commentary on the perfect man list.
Damn The Coyotes. Here is Chicken Lucky, safe in his new home after being rescued from the jaws of the cat beast, and all that remains of his beautiful mother.
Atrocious, I know. Noah is about to stab someone wirh his. 
Having finally mastered my cron job. Glad our servers were crapping out so I could learn something new! Always look at the bright side. Always look at the bright side. Always look…
Why I can’t get my cron job working is beyond me.
Faint. It’s Bluebonnet time, BTW.
This sure isn’t working like I would like it to. Oy.
We had the best weekend - it was soooooo beautiful outside, and we did lots of fun yard work - planted flowers, mowed with the groovy new John Deere (yessssssssss!), got our redneck pool set up. Ryan was on spring break and was here, and we just hung out and had a blast. Marshall is working in Texas City for the next couple of months, so he is getting home early on Fridays and leaving late on Sundays - it is a very nice change. I sat and watched a roadrunner for about 15 minutes today in the front yard - they are SUCH cool birds - and their mannerisms are just like the cartoon Road Runner.
I had a cigarette breakdown, and had one in an otherwise empty pack in my purse last night. I spent the evening pondering when I was going to smoke it, either that night, or save it for the morning. So, I got up out of bed last night about 11, went for my *one* cig, and pulled it out of the pack and it had some flower stickers on it and a message - April Fools! It took me a minute to figure out that Zoe had thrown it away and replaced it with a rolled up piece of paper. OMG I thought I would kill her. Addiction sucks.
So, this week I have soooooo much going on. Next Sunday (Easter), I leave for Toronto. My dearest Suzzann is coming on Thursday from Nashville for a week and a half visit, and to watch my kiddies for the 5 days I am gone (since my local friend had the little incident last week and is moving). I can’t wait to see Suz - and I can’t wait for Toronto too - I have never been to Canada. But man, do I have a lot to do. Groceries, laundry, housecleaning, need to get my car inspected before I go, and make sure my laptop has all my work stuff properly loaded up. And I have to harass Century 21 for a letter for the tax man. And I have to finish our taxes. Oy. And scrape up some shopping money for my trip. Toronto is a shopping heaven! I don’t see where Jeremy planned any shopping time for me though, so I am going to have to come up with something. Not trading beer drinking night for shopping, so I guess it will have to be a meeting or something.
Enough babbling, I hope you had a great weekend too!
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