Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Hollie is really bummed about being stranded at home with the girls without her car. AGAIN.
On New Year's Eve.

Yes, she's being a whiny baby right now. She has the right to be after turning down 2 awesome New Year's parties when she wants to be out and about for New Year's. That, in addition to not being able to be with her Old Fart too.

I'm thinking taxi cab drivers are driving other people to their new year's parties. That's just as sucky. I'm thinking waiters and waitresses at Yardhouse are watching other people celebrate their new year's, when they'd rather be with their friends, families, and significant others. That's just as sucky too.

Okay. I've built my bridge. I'm over it.

Everyone....have a HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!

Friday, December 19, 2008

The co-workers took me out to Crabulous last night for my birthday dinner. Oh. My. GAWD. Their shrimp all-the-madness is SO. FREAKIN. GOOD. We ate 3 pounds of shrimp. Johnny wanted to order another 2 pounds. We said it was too much. We devoured that 2 pounds and ordered ANOTHER 2. Who's birthday is next...cause I want more. =P

Thank you everyone for coming out, despite the horrible traffic on Garvey. (An HOUR to go 4 miles on Garvey. Wish I was kidding.) I had a FANTASTIC time.

And Baby, thank you for driving an hour out, then waiting another hour by yourself in the restaurant for the rest of us to show. =)

Helen. Ecstatic for shrimp.

Josh's first time seeing shrimp with EYES. That pile in front of me isn't all mine, despite with Helen and Shelby say. It was OUR pile.

Before Shelby squirted Helen in the eye with his lime juice and before Helen flicked shrimp sauce on Shelby's white sleeve.

Second round!

Because Karrie's important like that.

Yes, I realized I spelled Neil's name wrong.

This is what a FOB looks like.

Almost got it. I know. It's hard.

Lead by example.


Me: I feel a boob on my ear.
Shelby: I feel a boob on my shoulder.

Boob attack!

That's not your phone, Johnny.
Giving the EVIL EYE.

Took the phone away. Wha la! A picture with everyone looking.


Friday, December 12, 2008

Are you kidding me?

Is that really how much we're worth? We just received our year-end bonuses. My bonus amount this year from this boss, after 7 years of service, is the same bonus amount that I got after only working for the company for 3 MONTHS with Pearl. Straight out of high school. No experience. No nothing. Even worse, we all looked it up online and saw the pdf file of our bonus stub. Then when we get our envelopes, the amount is significantly less because the bosses changed their minds last minute and cut the amount in half.

I really shouldn't be complaining. I just wanted to get that off my chest. Now that I've cooled down and put everything into perspective, I REALLY shouldn't be complaining.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Maddy is so big now! But not any bigger than Boomer's head!

Such a little cutie!

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Sunday, December 07, 2008

Josh is on the couch reading his new poker book that we got tonight because he was anxious to read it. Where am I? On the computer. Cause Borders sold out of Eclipse. Cause it's THAT good. Cause I just saw Twilight movie and now have Edward on my mind. Cause Megan still has my copy of Twilight and I can't re-read Twilight to finish off my Edward-fix.

You are my life now. Damn. Now tell me that doesn't make butterflies attack your esophagus.

Thursday, December 04, 2008

Ahh...hard at work. 45 more minutes and we're outta here!

Wednesday, December 03, 2008

...Paper packages all tied up with string...these are a few of my favorite things...

I got a paper package! Thought it was for the girls at first, which isn't rare. They get packages every couple of months. But this time, the label said "Hollie Chung".

Debby (Josh's mom) and Auntie Toni sent me one of these:

A mixer! It came with a little recipe book, so I can't wait to de-virginize it and see what this bad boy can do.

Tuesday, December 02, 2008

I feel like a complete wicked bitch when I'm strict and stern. But if I don't, then I'll be a doormat being walked all over.

I suck at this.

And for the record, I absolutely despise Tuesdays.