When Spring Break Is Winter Break

stop me if you've heard this one before, but i'm so friggin' sick of cold i could cry. thanks, kc, for rolling out the 45 degrees for me!

so i have some pictures. they mostly suck. apparently i wore the same white jean jacket the entire time i was there. oh wait. i did. because i was so COLD. i did have cute tops on underneath, but you'll just have to take my word for it because i was layered up like an eskimo. and i'm 20 pounds lighter than you think. again, those layers really play tricks on you.

first of all, please note that i have used some fun colors for little black bars. i'm not sure if the sunflower girls require anonomity or not. probably not, however, because they are far sweeter than the rest of us. A.B. has never even been to vegas. i mean REALLY.

S.J.F brought her own dessert to the restaurant, which is ballsy, but so is she.

ps. margarita mama's at legends in kc sucks on a whole new level of sucks. i'm going to go ahead and post their recipe for salsa:

open one can crushed tomatoes. dump into styro bowl.

C.T. was popping pills left and right. i hope it clears up whatever terrible VD she has. ;) kidding! probably.



so i took the summer of love tour on the road next to visit the big O. it was also cold there. roxy has a new house and it's nice as can be. i hope that she memorizes her address soon because she gave me the wrong one. but she's not afraid of color and her entire house is decorated like a texas saloon, which undoubtedly makes her feel right at home. :) with zebra trim, natch.

we had a fabulous time doing what we always do in omaha. eating and drinking, mostly drinking. we also went to see comedian rob little at funny bones. rob wants me and no, not like how i always say men want me when they really don't. the girls were in full effect friday night. you all know how expressive roxy's eyes are and i wish you could see her expression in the picture below. it can best be summed up as "no, i don't want to be in your f-ing picture and i'd like to get the hell out of here as quickly as possible, please. i'm humoring you, summer, because you are my dearest friend, but your obsession with comedy must stop."

next stop: tengo sed at the glamorous new P&L district in downtown kc. yeah.....only there was a national cheer championship (perhaps more annoying than a bachelorette party?) AND an arena football game both downtown. we could have parked and walked a couple of miles, but i had on girl shoes so you know how well that would have gone over.

so we hit dos hombres in the river market. their salsa is actually good. and harley, syd, and i could actually speak to one another without screaming. downside: no stripper poles.

here is a picture of harley looking at a picture of a penis on her cell phone. harley REFUSED to share her picture which is why it is not on this blog. i am pretty certain that the owner of said penis wouldn't mind it being published, so she's just being selfish.

and here's syd and me. don't we look like responsible adults? i hate that syd's hair always looks so nice and she said she wasn't even using the right shampoo. bitch.

next up on the tour: honolulu. tickets are still available for this hot hot event. highlights include lavish meals, free beds at the holiday inn, and OCEAN.