Anna is back!

Yesterday was a special occasion for Hermie and myself because we still celebrate our month anniversaries and we are coming up on two years so we try to do little cute things and celebrate every month on the 24th.

Gus came home with a beautiful bouquet of wild flowers and while we were 'arranging' them in various vases a brown blur ran across our back yard. Gus went out to investigate and came back in with an excited and wiggly Anna Banana.

We called her mom and told her we would bring her by and she said not to bother she was over Anna and did not want to worry about her anymore.

Yeah, yeah I had heard that one before and was unwilling to fall in love with Anna all over again only to have my heart crushed. This time might be different though because when we came home from dinner last night there were bags of dog food, bones, puppy shampoo and vaccination papers waiting for us.

This time might be for real folks. Gus and I are most likely parents to the cutest, sweetest puppy in the whole wide entire world. She is currently cuddled in a ball next to the computer as I am typing giving me dirty looks for making so much noise, and while I am not going to be obnoxious about it I think she knows that she is finally home :)

Since I am going to Indy this weekend with Ms. Del Monaco she is going to have to keep Gus company while he gets some work done on his thesis but when I return we are going big. This is going to be the pinkest, sparkliest most spoiled dog in the tri-state area. But she totally deserves it.

The universe works in crazy ass ways but I think our little Southern Illinois might finally be complete, Henry is less then impressed :)

Who knew?

So as my life is prone to do things have taken a turn for the random and unexpected. The general manager at my (also super random) job has asked me to accompany his wife who is a professional model to a horror film convention in Indianapolis this weekend. It is called "Horror Hounds" and features horror movie stars and writers and monsters and such.

You can stalk it online here to see what I am talking about....

http://www.horrorhoundweekend.com/shows/201003/default.shtml

Alex is one of those 'glamour' models with the huge hair and huge boobs, but she is actually brilliant she graduated top of her class from nursing school, she reads Stephen Hawkins for fun and the most random of all she is an angler, and wants me to go fishing with her.

I wonder how she will feel about my Disney princess fishing pole. Hmmm.

Anyways so she and I leave bright and early tomorrow and we will be treated like V.I.P's all weekend. They pay her to make the appearance put her up in a hotel room and pay for all the gas, food and fun. This weekend is kind of my trial run and if I make a great assistant/friend then I could be going with her on more trips in the future which is awesome because not only do I get to finally have a girlfriend out her (albeit one who models in Maxim, holy insecurity complex Batman!) but I will get to travel too which is what I love to do the most.

I am going in to this not really knowing what to expect but I am excited because it is something so completely out of the usual. I do know one thing I am totally getting my picture taken with Elvira. I will keep you posted on my adventures :)

Call me sentimental

So friends I am at a crossroads. Gus has issued me an ultimatum and it has become (fortunately) the biggest point of contention in our relationship right now.

I have a pink LG chocolate cell phone that has become my best friend and partner in crime, however it is becoming a bit flaky and I am up for a replacement phone. My dilemma is that I love my baby chocolate and I don't feel comfortable abandoning it just yet. It knows my texting habits, it harbors years worth of pics, I love my ring tone, it fits in day and evening bags, my baby phone loves me, but due to Verizon and their Monopoly madness it is costing Gus and I a fortune every month to pay for the option of talking on the phone to people which we never do....

So we are consolidating and I have to pick out a new phone or I lose the option. It really should not be such a big deal, onwards to bigger and better things but I am having a hard time letting go of my little pink phone and the thought of doing so makes my tummy hurt.

It is such a cliche commentary on my life and my unwillingness to part with the familiar. This was the phone that I got when I moved back to Williamsburg, it has texted me through relationships and flirtations. I have dozen of sweet texts from Herman saved, I have lost this phone, passed out with this phone, had my emotions rise and fall with its comforting beeps, or lack there of. This phone reassured me that I was loved and popular. It helped me make plans, dates, adventures. It has been a part of me and my life. Am I supposed to give it up in favor of some new fancy phone? How will my thumbs react?

Is it really sad and pathetic that I am attaching so much importance to something so small, or does it make me one of the last of the loyal, steadfast sentimentalists? I think it's a toss up.
Has anyone else has this sort of dilemma and how did it work out. Do you rationalize in the name of progress or do you stay in the stone ages of technology because of your irrational attachment to things from your past. Either way it would be nice if I the people at Verizon and Best Buy would stop laughing at me whenever I showed them my phone...

No one laughs at 3 year old children so why are you going to mock my 3 year old phone? Rude.

and now for something completely different ....

Since tomorrow is going to be crazy boring and nothing like the wild and festive St. Patrick's day of my youth I am taking this chance to make myself feel a little bit more like a rockstar by showing you the new website that the company I work for did for their limo company. Gus and I were asked to be models and hilarity ensued......
hit up the photo gallery, that is where the magic happened, sorta.

I hope that you enjoy the awkwardness :)

www.broadwaylimoservice.com

Picture Perfect!

Mumsy took this one of Henry is one of our super awesome Easter Baskets! In my personal and humble opinion the Cadbury bunny has got nothing on her :)

Sipping wine at the Cup and Cork on Main St. Cape Girardeau. We had gotten coffee there earlier so we covered all of our bases.

Our dd Daddy was double fisting with coffee and wine. He is such a rebel!

Here we are at Mrs. Paula's antique shop in Cape she always has the prettiest things and Mom and I cleaned up on some of her super beautiful jewelry. Plus she is really sweet and I heart her.

The sign says it all.... is it just me or does this look alot like our Blarney Castle picture?

The other side of the mighty Mississippi!

Soooo this is a funny story. After much champagne my homeboys suggested we stop by historic Kaskaskia on our way home from St. Louis. Which sounded wonderful but little did we know that it was an actual cursed ghost town with a population of about 9 people and loads of documented spooks. Needless to say us driving into the dark dirt road abyss was rather terrifying. But we finally made it to the 'historic' portion of this trip and we got this picture to prove that we made the journey.

Eating famous concretes at the world famous Ted Drewe's in St. Louis, it really is delicious.

Being nerds at the Museum of Westward Expansion which is conveniently located under the St. Louis arch. I love Dad's face.

Under the arch. Wooohooo. It was really windy. Can you tell?

Mom making goofy faces with Guy our awesome witer at Mama Campini's a delicious Italian restaurant in the Lou's historic 'Hill' district. You must try the toasted ravioli. Fabuloso!

Guessing how many little pastas are in the bowl. If we guess the right number we get dinner for two! Mom and Dad will just have to come back for that one :)

A bonafide 'photo op' at the Anhauser-Busch brewing company. We are so cute.

All they need now is a team of decked out Clydesdales!

There is debate over whether Henry is blissfully happy or awfully hateful in this pic. I guess you will just have to decide for yourself.

Being the cutest little domestic ladies in the whole mid-west. I wish she lived closer :(

The Homeboys enjoying our delicious cocktail party spread. I myself enjoyed it a wee bit too much but hey that is what vacays are for!

We put out quite a spread :)
Boys drinking wine without me. Since I had to work Gus and Mom and Dad just gallivanted around town. Blue Sky Winery was just one of their fun stops.

Through the cut-out a view of us celebrating the happy and safe arrival of my incredible parents!

Welcome to So. Ill. Gus is going to fuss at me for posting this but I love this pic!

So long, farewell!

They say that there are many stages to grief, but when your parents drive away after the most fantastic vacay ever there are only really three. First you weep and mourn the loss of beer for lunch and laughter and joy. Then you move on to blame and glare at Gus Diggs with hateful eyes because if not for his brilliant academic career you would be able to spend gobs of time with your amazing parents whenever you wanted to. Once that phase passes and Gus breathes a massive sigh of relief then you are able to take a step back and appreciate the lessons that you have learned.

First of all our trip was really incredible. Despite some car trouble set backs in the beginning my parents arrived safe and were welcomed to my humble abode in very grandiose style. No detail spared for their comfort kind of thing. Hehe no but really we bought new pillows and stuff… that counts right? Then we immediately set off on adventures throughout the tri-state area. We went to wineries, breweries, cafes, pizza parlors, grocery stores… wait are you beginning to sense a trend here? No but really we love to eat, and we had days and days worth of fabulous food and adventures.

It was great to have my parents be able to stay at the house and feel comfortable and welcome. Henry was very glad to see his Grandparents and we were spoiled with Easter baskets and beer imported all the way from the Commonwealth. There was lots of gossip, giggling and much mockery of the local flavor. Which is hard to explain, but when experienced first hand there really are no words. Most important thought my parents gave me a sense of hopefulness and well being.

It is very easy to feel insanely cut off from everyone and everything being so far away from home but they made a point to come out and play. They have not forgotten about us after all! People move and lives change but the people you love are still there for you and supportive and wonderful and that was proven time and time again. My mother has inspired me to keep in touch with others better than I have been, and she also was the swift kick in the pants I needed to start remodeling work on my previously unfinished downstairs bathroom. There are many bright changes ahead in the future. We have grown to appreciate our new location for the random and surreal place that it is, and we were able to show Mom and Dad the quirks and interesting bits that make this place inhabitable and seeing it through their eyes made it almost seem ok :)

I will be posting some pictures of our wonderful travels soon but I just want to thank Mom and Dad for taking the time to come all the way out here to spoil us, and for the rest of you loyal readers you are always welcome. Its fun, seriously, just ask my parents!

They are en route!

Mumsy and Popsicle are en route today and heading here to the wonderful world of So. Ill. so please, please, please keep them in your thoughts as they make the long and tedious trip out our way :) I can't wait to tell you all about the fabulous adventures that I am sure are going to transpire....