Thursday, June 28, 2007

Extreme Riss

I took a little adventure this past Monday...I think the pictures speak for themselves! Fun times!

Monday, June 25, 2007

Cat Attack

I wrote this in an e-mail to my mother on May 24 and it made everyone's day...

On a note that will make you smile - Cody (Brit's roommate's cat) attacked me last night. Yep, you heard it. I cannot describe the fear that runs through your body when you see a miniature tiger flying at you, ready to tear any part of your flesh he can get. Apparently, Conor and Cody are both very territorial kitties and...well...their visit didn't go so well. Brit and I thought they needed some time, so we left for Wal-Mart and things seemed Ok when we came back except that Conor was still hiding under the bed. Then Cody came in and was cornering her under there and they were just all hisses and growls and weird noises that almost sounded like talking. Fatty was very confused. Brit took Cody away and I pulled her out and held her and...oh wait. Earlier before Wal-Mart the two were hissing at each other, so I just went to pick Fatty up because he was being sweet while the others fought and then Cody jumped on me and sliced my wrist because I was picking up Fatty. Ok, so now AFTER Wal-Mart I got Conor out from the bed while Brit took Cody away. I carried Conor through the living room to get out and as I was walking through, Cody came charging at me and just FLEW. I took pictures of the resulting injuries on my phone - It looks like a vampire bit my butt twice and I have these three long slashes on my inner leg under my butt. Britney was laughing so hard - I was too except it hurt and I could feel the blood dripping down my leg. He bit a hole in my pants! Poor Conor. Cody jumped me just because I was holding Conor. Looks like Fatty will have to come to MY house for sleepovers. I was so looking forward to being able to have them at either place. Needless to say, I'm a little sore today and sitting certain ways or bending my wrist certain ways isn't the most favorable. Who knew they'd hate each other so much? I thought you might smile at that because you know how sweet and fat and huge Cody is. Now imagine him flying at you in full attack mode- not fun. I had to RUN out the door after that because he was fixin' to lunge at me again. Once I got out the door, he stood right by it and growled and growled and hissed some more. Sheesh!

I Can't Believe It's Not Butter!

I was innocently squirting my air-popped popcorn with "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter Spray" when the knob went a little haywire and the next thing I knew I had squirted myself in the face! Eyes open and everything!
I closed my eyes, realizing I would very much appreciate the hilariousness of this situation once I cleared my butter coating. Upon cleaning my face, I re-opened my eyes to a world of....butter. My contacts were coated!!!
One of my friends asked if I was ok (no one was there to witness this blessed event however), to which I responded, "No, I keep having visions of Fabio." I don't know if this friend really understood my joke about the spokesman for aforementioned butter spray, but I thought it was funny:-)

Thursday, June 21, 2007

Who is John Villers?

Red Buttons? David Caruso? John Villers?
Some ladies Dad took a class with seem to think they are all one in the same.
Perhaps Dad, as he suggested himself, is part of some witness protection program?
Could it be that our father is an academy award winner?
A former rump-revelator on NYPD Blue?
AND king of all corny jokes?

In the beginning...

Inspired by the insane ramblings of a family I may be infamously close with for the time being, I thought, "What a great idea! A blog! It can kinda be like our family website!"

So, here you have it! Come post pictures, stories, present ideas to the whole family, you name it! Perhaps we can set up a pole about how many protein bars dad can eat before he turns into Arnold Junior, or you know, something like that.

On your mark, get set.....go!