Flashback Friday...and more proof of my awful coworker

My sister is my best friend. I know when you look at these pictures you'll be like, ummmm...you guys look nothing alike! So she's my step-sister, what ev. We were lucky enough to be forced into each other lives at age 5, and it has been nothing but good times every since. We are the same age (1 month apart) and have been inseparable since our parents starting dating. Even though our parents divorced during our sophomore year of high school, we have never stopped being sisters. She lives in Indianapolis now, and is a big shot public defender, but it seems like not that long ago we were getting into trouble, and living life without a care in the world.

When we were 18 my sister and I took a month long trip to the west coast. We went to California, took a road trip to the Grand Canyon, spent the 4th of July watching fireworks in Tempe, AZ, and spent the hottest day of our life driving through death valley to Vegas. It was a blast! I'm not going to lie, around the 3 week mark we started to get a little home sick, but we had so many fun experiences to keep our minds off it. It was the summer after our senior year of high school, and was the perfect trip to take together before we were separated at college the following year. Even though our lives our on totally different paths now, we will always have those memories in common.

Now, on a totally unrelated and less sappy note, I have further photographic evidence of my awful assistant. Remember in my rant from yesterday how I bitched about her inappropriate dress she wore?? Well, as if she read my mind (or my blog) she showed up today in the same dress in a different color!! And sneaky me was able to catch in on my phone. 

here you can see the inappropriately dressed assistant in her natural habitat...

See?? I was TOTALLY not exaggerating!!

Have a great weekend dudes! I'm on vacay with my little man till Thursday, so I catch ya'll on the flip side!

Flashback Friday

I feel like it's been AGES since I've done a Flashback Friday, and mostly just because I'm too lazy to walk my ass downstairs to dig out a photo. But never fear, I'm back on my game now!

Hop over to the other Tia's blog to join in the festivities!

So, I'm routing through pictures this morning, looking for something fun to post. Of course, there are TONS of pictures of me and Richard, pre-baby. These 2 stood out to me, for some odd reason:

Florida, I think in 2005. Richard was sporting his porn star stache. gross babe, really gross.

Our old apartment, maybe in 2004?? Who knows. I loved that lamp that held pictures. And how skinny I was!

Why are you always licking my face??????

I must taste GOOD!!

It's so funny to look back at these pictures, of what our life used to be. Young and in love. Vacations and booze. Not a care in the world! But honestly, not that much has changed. We are still fairly young. Still in love (right Rich??) Still enjoying our booze (just on a smaller scale). We just added a mortgage, some pets, a child, and a little adult-hood to the mix. 

And he still likes to lick my face.

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Flashback Friday

Its Friday!!!!! 

Which can only mean one thing, 

Flashback Friday over at the other Tia's blog!!

This weeks theme was Valentines Day, and I searched and searched, but couldn't find any actual V-Day pics. So instead I opted for a romance thru the ages-aka-me with a bunch of random guys.

The bad. 

The good. 

And the best.

Lets start with the bad, shall we?

Who's that girl?? I've never seen her before in my life! 

The Tia I know would never, ever be snuggled up with some random guy she met in Panama for spring break. 

The Tia I know would never ever go out with a brillo pad on her head. 

This is clearly someone else. 

I don't want to talk about it....

Spring break. 17 years old. Beer in hand. Cigarettes. Boy in bed.

Momma would be so proud.

Hot date at Chuck E. Cheese.

Thats how I roll.

Like I always say, what better way to win homecoming than to show a little skin??

He looks terrified, like I'm about to kick him in the balls with my stripper heels.

And finally, the best.

♥ him.

I know your digging the prom pose.

Happy Friday!!

Hope everyone has their hot dates all set up for the weekend o' love!

xoxo

Flashback Friday

I was slowly making my way out the door for work this morning when I had an
"oh fuck" moment. 

I had forgotten to find a picture for Flashback Friday!!

This weeks was school photos, and I had intended to dig for one last night, but then hubby and I decided to have some drinks and get a little frisky(bow chick wow wow) and I forgot.

So I left my child unattended with his father, and ran downstairs to see 

what I could dig up in literally 5 seconds. 

This is what I emerged with.

Don't lie. You think I'm sexy.

I know its not a school photo, but its the best I could do in a rush. I think this was fourth or fifth grade. There are so many wonderful things about this photo, such as:

My soccer ball headband. I was so cool.

My frizz-tastic hair that refuses to be confined by said headband.

My awesome glasses, that literally take up half my face. Sally Jesse Raphael aint got nothin on me!

My freakishly large hands. 

My classic Umbro shorts.

The beautiful fall foliage in the background.

Seriously, tiny me ROCKS.

Anywho, I got to work and immediately started blogging working REALLY hard, when I realized I had these beauties in my wallet.

Yes, I'm almost 26 and still have my high-school ID's in my wallet. 

Junior year. Puka shell necklaces. Blonde streaks in my hair. Tanning bed overload. Those were the days...

Senior year. Where the fuck are my eyebrows??? Is that shimmer eyeshadow?? I want to slap my former self across the face. Terrible. Just terrible.

Hope everyone has a great Friday!! Its another Friday Follow, so join in!!

xoxo

Flashback Friday

It's FRIDAY!!!!! This has been the week from hell, and I'm so stoked its almost over.

Now, on to Flashback Friday.

Ahhh, college. 

Times of Hawaiian print table cloths.

Beaded curtains.

Lava Lamps.

Weird room-mate relationships.
This is my freshman year of college, with one of my room-mates, Rachel.
We appear to be quite friendly...
I was plucking my eyebrows WAY to thin back then...
And it's weird how my eyes are always super squinty in pictures from this time in my life...Very weird.

Head over to Tia's blog to join in the Friday Flashback fun!
(I like her because she has the same name as me. I'm shallow like that.)

Also, I'm taking part in Friday Follow, and finding some awesome new blogs to read. Check it out!

Flashback Friday

Mayra at Life is Bananas posted the cutest story yesterday about how she met her lover. I liked it SO much, that I robbed her blind and stole the idea for myself!! HAHAHAH (evil laugh)

So, for my Friday Flashback I'm going to astound you with the amazing story of how I met my match.

It starts my freshman year of college. After high school graduation I made the epic mistake of moving in with my boyfriend at the time. This lasted all of the summer, and when it was time for me to start college, my mother made me a deal I couldn't refuse:

"You leave your douchebaggy boyfriend, and I will pay for you to have a campus apartment."

Um...deal!

So even though I went to a college in the town where I grew up, I decided it would be more fun to live with complete strangers instead of my high school girls. So I move in with my new roomies, who happen to be sophomores and who I thought might be the coolest people in the world.

One night one of the roomies ask if I want to go to a get together at "The Hockey House", and since she was older and had her finger on the pulse of all the hip college happenings, I went. The Hockey House was a house fairly close to campus where 5 of the hockey players lived, and where the entire team and its groupies (yes, they had groupies. They were hockey hos. I was not one of them) hung out.

So we go hang out, and I become friends with several of the guys. One of them, Richard, had a girlfriend and never said much to me.

Halloween comes, and I accompany my roomies to a costume party at the Hockey House. Dressed as an angel, I mingle and drink, dance and drink, make an ass of myself and drink. At some point during the night, I end up sitting on the couch with Richard (dressed as the guy from scream. Seriously) He no longer has the girlfriend, and I'm totally digging him.

It gets late, and my friends are ready to go. Richard mentions that, if I want, I can sleep on the couch and he will take me home in the morning.

WTF???? The couch????

I'm appalled! I'm hot, and hot girls don't sleep on couches, they sleep in beds!

Long story short, I slept in the bed. Don't judge me, I'm much classier now.

And so it began.

We moved in together 6 months later.

Got engaged 3 years later.

Got married 2 years after that.

Had out son in 2008.

Going strong for 8 years now

♥

This is the Hockey House. Gross.

This Flashback Friday moment was inspired by my sweet little banana Mayra

And don't forget:

Its day 5 of the giveaways at BonBon Rose!!

Also, check out this faboulous giveaway from Istvan at Make-Up, Music & Me

xoxo