Wicked Smart

And now, a dance lesson: The Robot The Gangsta Card Shuffle (not to be confused with the Truffle Shuffle) Pretty, Pretty Princess The Egyptian The "I'm-a-big-important-general-of-some-war-and-this-is-me-posing-for-the-statue-they-are-erecting-in-my-honor" *UPDATE* Shannon informed me that this is The Captain Morgan. Excuuuuuuse me. The Heisman The Get Down and Shake That Booty This dance lesson will be on here until Shannon actually reads my blog and forces me to remove the embarassing ones. She's no fun when she's sober.

That blob? The one in the middle of the picture with the circle around and an arrow pointing towards it? That would be cream cheese. A giant steel bowl FILLED with cream cheese. It's Shannon's dream come true. I drove down and took my mom out to Chinese for lunch. We stopped by this little hole in the wall close to her house and when we got there we were the only customers. Good thing we got there when we did because by the time we left, our stomach's sickingly bursting at the seams, there were 6 people. Definitely missed the lunch rush! When the waiter was not busy with the full house, he sat in a booth across the way, loading cream cheese into pastry for the rangoon. It was kind of fun watching him drop some in and quickly pinch it shut. At the same time, though, it was kind of disgusting looking at 30 pounds of cream cheese sitting on a table for an hour.

-- It's a good thing I got over my temporary rain phobia because Saturday was a kick in the pants. (I threw that old timey expression in there so a certain "29-year-old" would feel right at home reading my blog. You've gotta throw the old timers a bone every once in awhile.) Shannon's husband Tim and dearly departed Amanda joined us at the game, which made it hysterical as they are both drunks. Side-achingly funny drunks, but glug glug none the less. Everyone was concerned about the clouds that showed up late afternoon, so Tim made it a point to dig around and find some ponchos he had. Finally, someone who is a bigger rain wuss than me and Shannon! He's my kind of people! Well, he was my kind of people until he placed the rolled up ponchos strategically under his jacket after the game and rubbed up against Amanda and I, doing a little drunk dance. Then, him and Amanda proceeded to sashay down the ramp, swinging their hips so far left to right it would...