What? You don't want to be convorting with thieves? Ever since I started talking about Owen stealing cookies you guys are MIA. Eileen - still with us out there, sister? Hope you're feeling better, and that everyone in your house is feeling better.
Crazy sock night was a mad success. Yes, we did roll our jeans up so everyone could see. It's probably the best part about my bowling team that I love ... crazy is definitely on the bus. Next week? Pink week. The pinker the better. We'll all be wearing pink and singing P!nk songs and talking like we're the Pink Ladies. If I could I'd have jackets made! Quit talking about how gay I am! I can heeeeeear yoooooou. I've already decided on the theme for the week after that - pajama party. Yeah baby! Mostly because I have the most awesome kick ass pajamas from Old Navy that are uber comfy and it would be fun to come home and literally fall into bed. HA! I'm totally into this.
I have been dubbed "spirit stick" by my team. We have discussed "spirit fingers" already - it's a Bring It On thing - and I'm the spirit stick for our team. Anymore that's all they call me. "Hey spirit stick, you're up" "Spirit stick called, she wanted me to remind you that it's crazy sock night"
There was NO ONE in the bar after bowling last night. Hell everyone but us finished early. The team we were bowling against was in charge of the women's 50/50 - so that always means there's a lag in the game. We didn't finish until almost 10:30. My friend Linda was done by 9:30!! We had barely started our 3rd game. Oy. But I digress...no one in the bar, which means the girls and I had our run of the place. I learned some line dance called "the bus stop" and there's a bus stop song and everything. If you ask real nice I'll teach it to you. I wonder if they have that song on iTunes. Hang on...
HA! They totally do...I just put it in my shopping cart. Kathy, be prepared - we're so doing the bus stop next week! I wonder if Owen knows it. The Janet will be all over that, she loves her line dances. Electric slide, macarena, you name it, she's mastering it.
Have a great weekend my cool crazy bloggers. And to all you lurkers out there - Suzi...Aunt Carol...Linda...word.
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I'm not sure if I can visualize you in Pink??? I'm bowling Sunday with the Jimmer. Jimmer can I wear my PJ's. I can not believe it is November 3rd!!!!! 2007 is right around the corner.
I'm alive...but not kicking yet. I did watch Bring it On during this recovery process so I'm hip to your jive with the spirit stick. Very funny movie.
Craig's parents were here for 2 weeks from Florida helping out, now it's my Ohio mom's turn for the next 2 weeks. The kids are enjoying time with their out-of-town grandparents that they want me to have surgery every year. There is absolutely NO WAY. There's got to be a better way to get grandparents out here than giving up your uterus (sorry Jimmer). Bad visual, I know.
Eggo, I think you should wear your Care Bear Outfit. You'd also better bring your game...
Pajama night? Whoa Nelly. What do the guys wear? I don't think you want me showing up in my boxer briefs...Then again maybe you do.
Rebecca, you are gay. We still love you though.
Seriously, we need to go bowling...
Jimmer-
Bring it on!!!
This goes with the cookie craper--
This was on Alex's blog from October 28th. I found it to funny and wanted to share it with all of you.
****I've also seen Nacho Libre, and Kevin really enjoyed it. When I came in from feeding the animals, there was Kevin in the mask, with his shirt up and Owen's Colts blanket for a cape. I thought it was hilarious.
Sincerely from your lovable dictator,
Mooya
Eileen - I'm sooooo glad you watched it. If I see it on the usa network or some other cable channel - I have to watch it - every time. I love it.
Jimmer - the whole Thursday night league isn't participating in our theme nights...just my team...so since there are no men, hurdle overcome. And no, I don't ever want to see you bowling in your boxer briefs. No offense. Love you like a brother. ;)
Alex is funny - love my little mooya.
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