Happy Birthday to Aaron!

Today, Aaron becomes a man.

No, he's not having a bar-mitzvah (although he would probably like one), he's turning THIRTY. The age he claims one becomes a "real" adult.

It's okay, I don't mind staying behind as a "fake" adult for one more year. Hehehe...

I couldn't find a funny "Dirty Thirty" picture, so here's a photo of a bar-mitzvah boy, sporting a totally awesome, and totally faux, Jewfro, that I'm sure Aaron will want me to get for him (seriously though, who wouldn't want this?? It friggin' rocks!):

Whew

Less than two weeks until our road trip!!

I'm starting to get a little nervous, we still have TONS to do. We finally have all the stops dialed in, and we decided rather than coming home through CO - NM - AZ, we're going through CO - UT - NV, so we can visit Zion National Park! Then we'll celebrate the end of our trip with a night in Vegas before coming home.

Now all we have to do is book all the hotel/motel rooms, and get the car dialed in. No big deal, we're just tinting the windows, replacing the stereo, getting an alignment and oil change, and checking (and probably replacing) the brakes. Yeah - that's it!! Ugh. My head's spinning just thinking about it.

The plan is still on to blog daily about the trip, so check back here for updates while we're gone! You'll feel just like you were there with us.

In other news, Aaron's birthday is tomorrow - he's gonna be dirty thirty! Aww, my dirty old man :)

Boo, weekend!

I am dreading this weekend.

How sad is that! Who doesn't look forward to a weekend? Especially one as action-packed as mine is. I have a Dodger game to go to, a girls' night, a birthday party, and catching up with old friends... I love being busy with fun stuff on the weekends, so why am I not looking forward to it?

Because hubby isn't going to be here, that's why! He's going to Laughlin for a bachelor party (I know, one doesn't normally associate "bachelor party" with "Laughlin," but the guys are getting old) and he's leaving tomorrow morning. I hate when he goes out of town. Yeah, I want him to have fun with his friends, bond, slap each other on the ass, or whatever it is they do when the women aren't around. But I miss him a lot when he's gone, and frankly, I just don't like being home alone either!

I guess I'll just have to pull up my big girl panties and get a grip already! And maybe open a bottle of wine... hmm... :)

Deep Fried Delicious

I've been slacking on this blog lately! I know you're probably dying for an update, right? Haha... yeah. Well you're getting one anyway.

Aaron and I made our annual trek to the county fair on Thursday with his brother Noah and Noah's wife, Brandy. We had a good time! Although, I think we're officially old because we were FAR more interested in the Gems and Minerals building than the children's art that our counterparts wanted to check out (hello - a huge, detailed model train display, random people's random collections, and cool rocks and fossils? What's not to love about that?? ...Oh that's right, I'm a dork). Plus we were ready to go home after about two hours. Sorry if we were duds, guys!

So anyway, Aaron has been telling me about the pure deliciocity of deep fried Twinkies and Oreos for the past four years. Apparently he had them at the fair once and has been craving them ever since. Every year he looks for them, and every year I tell him, "They didn't have them last year, they probably won't have them this year," while secretly hoping I would eat my words and get to try one of those sinful delights!

Well, the four of us were wandering aimlessly through (what I think was) the Commercial building, having just bought a bunch of mini donuts (Brandy got to eat her words on that one - before she saw the machine that makes them she was questioning why everyone loved them so much), when I happened to see a banner out of the corner of my eye that said "Deep Fried Twinkies - Deep Fried Oreos - Deep Fried Snickers." I grabbed Aaron by the sleeve and turned him toward the booth and his eyes lit up! It didn't matter that he had just eaten 6 mini donuts, he'd been waiting years for this moment! He ordered a deep fried Twinkie from the lovely Southern ladies running the booth (I just love those accents!) and was in heaven. I had a couple bites and it was not bad, it mostly just tasted like funnel cake. (But I think it probably lost some of its appeal after all those donuts!)

I hear the deep-fried Oreos are divine, so hopefully that booth will be back at the fair next year. That should be long enough to get all the artery-clogging goodness out of my system!