Buddies,Bars, Beers & Boobs

My weekends usually consist of hanging out with friends or hanging out with friends at a wedding. This weekend was full of friends and laughing and "the best. "

Buddies: Travisimo, LT aka Lorraina, Cfm aka Cassandra, TeamEd2

Bars:

Triangle Char and Bar- this was my third night in a row at this bar. I will definitely need a break from it after this week. However, the company I had a Triangle was great. Beers, Shots, Cigs, Laughs-- what more could I have wanted? Well, I was about to find out.

We then headed to the Tattooed Moose- a first timer for all buddies involved.

After a few beers and a few shots, it was decided by all that we would head to Jaguars. For those of you who do not know what this... it is a Strip Club in the not so hot part of the peninsula. Please keep in mind this is about 11pm. Once again, a first timer moment for all involved. TeamEd2 ended up dropping about... hmmm... $200 in the first 20 mins of us being there. I am going to be honest... I was excited to be somewhere different. There were naked girls dancing on poles, while half naked girls served us alcohol. I mean, what's not to like, right? Not to mention, we were given crisp $2 bills to hand to the lovely ladies who were working their tiny lil shirts off.

The highlight of the night...

Question #1:Why the hell would someone want to do this to themsleves?

Answer: Obviously this middle aged woman wanted to hide the fact that she has a huge nose and replace it with GIANT boobs.

Question #2: Why the hell would people want to see her skip around on a stage shaking her dodge ball sized breasts and rubbing her bologna sized areolas?

Answer: It was shocking... It was hard not to look. SHE WAS EVERYWHERE... THEY WERE EVERYWHERE. If it wasn't her boob it was a shadow of the damn things. She ended her performance by placing a cup in between her boobs and allowing people to wad up their money and try to make a shot in to the cup. What's not fun about that? Travisimo missed. Waste of $2 bucks. Bastard!

I then picked the stripper I wanted to give my money-- or rather, TeamEd2's money to. And then I saw her-- she was like an angel-- not really, but the prettiest one of all of them. I was amazed by her talent on the pole. I walked up to her and told her how pretty I thought she was and what a great job I thought she was doing. She thanked me and made out with my neck. PAUSE FOR REACTION. I giggled drunkenly... and stuck my money her in her g string. At that moment "I fell in love with a stripper." But quickly fell out of love when my hubs walked up and gave her money and she made out with his neck! WTF! She cheated on me! I don't know if I can forgive her. We stayed at the club for a few hours... we met some interesting people and had a photo shoot- which I am not sure if that was allowed in the strip club, but no one stopped us.

RARRRRR!!!!!!!!!

~Being good and being really good at it!

Surprise!

sur·prise

1) (n.) The act of coming upon, or taking, unawares; the act of seizing unexpectedly;
2) (n.) To come or fall suddenly and unexpectedly; to take unawares; to seize or capture by unexpected attack
3) (n.) To strike with wonder, astonishment, or confusion, by something sudden, unexpected, or remarkable; to confound; as, his conduct surprised me.
4) (n.) Anything that causes such a state or emotion.
5) (n.) To lead (one) to do suddenly and without forethought; to bring (one) into some unexpected state; -- with into; as, to be surprised into an indiscretion; to be surprised into generosity.
6) (n.) A dish covered with a crust of raised paste, but with no other contents.

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Something must be in the air at casa de Arnett-- Last week I was taking a nap after a long day at le office and I woke up to a singing Travisimo (the hubby). He was just walking around the house aimlessly. Of course I woked up groggy and super annoyed. I heard Travisimo say,

"Hey! What's that on your pillow?"

My eyes adjusted and I lifted my head to find a gift card for a one hour massage including gratuity. I was very surprised and so happy! The hubs was very proud of himself- as he should be.

Suprise #2
Around the time of working and pretending to be working- which is about 3:30pm--- I was just sitting at my desk "working." I heard the door open and I saw Travisimo struttin' his "dippy" self towards my desk--- it was very intense-- I noticed he was hiding something behind his back... and he was grinning ear to ear..... and BOOM! ROSES!!!



It was so sweet! This is an upgrade to the rose bush he had delivered to work 3 years ago for Valentine's day. I was so bajiggity! aka happy, excited

The flowers are the only thing worth a damn on my desk at this point.

( And yes that would be my blog up on my computer at work... oops- BUSTED!)

Surprise #3

Travisimo encourages this new writing/ blogging/ uploading my thoughts hobby. So, he put together a little station for me in the guest bedroom. He cleaned out the old ThinkPad and has dontated to my blogging cause. He even set it all up for me. How very nice!

Surprise #4

Travis bought a new truck last week and I just found out yesterday. He wasn't going to tell me about it... he just wanted to see how long it would take me to notice it was new.

For about 6 days I thought that I was getting surprises because he loved me... really it was because he got a new truck and didn't tell me.

Awesome.

"We've got a first timer over here"

First times...


FOR ME:



Blogging- I haven't really thought this out, but I am guessing it will go a little like this, "I get to write what I want, when I want, how I want" --- sounds like my kind of gig. I will do my best filtering my thoughts, but I can't make any promises. No candy coating here.


Kiss- my inital thought was "I like this boy. He is cute." My mom was at the grocery store and I had a boy in my room--- BIG NO NO. I got nervous and bit his lip...and... it started bleeding. We never kissed again.


Date- I think my Big Brother came home from college to witness and scare the living $#!& out of my date. I was 16 and my date picked me up on a Delorean-- YES, the "Back to the Future Car" Two weeks later he was seen walking around the school hall with a sophomore blonde who looked like an umpa lumpa--- She was obviously a first timer to self tanning. Woof.

Love- I would feel like a total hopeless romantic and somewhat SLORE if I said 14, so I am going to go with 20. Was it REAL LOVE?? Hell No--- that happened at AGE: 24 I met this crazy cowboy at a bar. Drunk. 6 months later- moved in together. 3 months later- engaged. 8 months later- married. Fast, but so RIGHT!

The Deed- Held out for as long as I could...finished catholic school a "good" catholic school girl... then I was easily corrupted by an Italian "Jerry" from NY. I cried. It sucked. He could quite possibly be related to one of the cast members from the Jersey Shore. I am not proud. Woof.

With that said, there is a first time for everything. We live and learn. So, just remember to "BE GOOD or BE GOOD AT IT."