Rehoboth

We went to Rehoboth.  I didn't take pictures.  It was just tooooooo romantic.  Just kidding, I'm still not very good at taking pictures, so sorry.  Went to the beach, read a book, hit the thrift store, drank champagne, ate Nicola Pizza (mmmmmmm), that's pretty much it.  Yard sale this weekend, then moving for Mom.  Ay, ay, ay. 

I'm taking up jump roping which put an end to my summer no bra pact.  I hate boobs... my boobs.

It's a 'Burgh thing, you wouldn't understand

At the confluence. Notice that we are not touching.  This was a "no touching" weekend.  I could barely stand it.  Don't worry when we got on the plane I poked Maloy until I thought she might cry.

The Incline

My new pen!

Weekend completed.  I didn't even make Mal's parents hate me anymore than they do now.  Her Dad definitely hates me, but I think I won Mary Lee over when I made my own crust.  I know I'm super talented.  Grandma was thrilled with my crust making abilities as well.  Day 2 I went to the Three Rivers Arts Festival with Mals, Mom, and Sarah.  I don't know if you know this about me, but I'm not very patient, I don't really like looking at Jewelry and all I could really focus on was the fact that Pride was also that weekend and was laughing hysterically at all the gays.  There were plenty of gays to laugh at, if Richard had been there he would have had to mutter "Margit, Margit," about 1,000 times.  Apparently everything at the Arts Festival was either cute or a stitch.  Needless to say, not really my scene, but I pretended.  We went to the confluence/the point where all three rivers come together(the Allegheny and Monogehela combine to make the Ohio).  It was pretty.  After the festival we went out to dinner with Grandma and Mr. Mals.  It was delicious, but the highlight was really two things.  We rode on the Duquesne Incline and Mal's mom bought me a Duquesne Incline pen that has a little incline that when you turn it upside down it moves.  It is in one word...EXCELLENT!  

We go to Rehomo tomorrow.  I'm really digging this summer off thing!  

Pittsburgh or Bust

Day one in Pittsburgh.  We had some southside action in the morning including a trip to the Salvation Army.  I got a pair of Nikes for 5 bucks, Yes!  Ate a Primanti Bros. sandwich. Visited grandma.  We came home, I whipped up a Strawberry Rhubarb cobbler.  Played city horseshoes.  Which I won.  (Only against Marianne) Grilled out.  Played some family Bocce Ball.  Watched 16 candles and went to bed.

Mind, Body, Soul

As if attending interminable Professional Development wasn't enough, you should definitely throw in Country Line Dancing.  Think I'm kidding?  We had our second to last professional development yesterday and it was one that we got invited to.  Invitations in our mailboxes and everything.  We were to wear comfortable shoes, bring a water bottle, and a copy of our favorite book.  I brought in Encyclopedia of an Ordinary Life (That book is hilarious).  First things first, there are about 50 teachers at my school and we were each given a card with a fruit on it.  We then had to make a fruit basket, so you had to find other people with different cards to make these baskets.  It took like 15 minutes for everyone to figure out how to do this.  It doesn't SOUND that hard, but trust me, it was.  We were now in three groups we would do rotations of Mind, Body, and Soul.  In Mind, we talked about our books and gave each other recommendations.  It was nice.  In body, we had to do some Tai Chi breathing exercises all I could think of was Mom doing "cloudy hands."  Then we went to soul where some nice jewish boy made us a smoothie using a blender powered by a bike.  But it wasn't over.  We had country line dancing lessons.  It was totally bizarre.  I swore if they put on the Cha Cha slide I was quitting.  Sometimes I feel like Chelsea and think, is this my life? No. This couldn't be my life.

Countdown to P-Burgh: Tomorrow.  I guess I'm not very good at countdowns.

Flashpoint Prom

Kirsten asked me why I have to be such a pain in the ass, and I really only have one answer for her.  Its what I do best.  I'm already tied with Mia for number of posts and I've had my blog for 2 days.  OK, that was a side note.  

I'm going to post some pictures of my recent night out with Mals.  The first picture is hilarious, especially if you can zoom in on her face.  And in the second one you can see her beautiful penis lipstick, a gag gift Chels got when she went to a bachelorette party earlier this year. The color? Mushroom...  

We went out to Flashpoint prom which this year was held at L2 on South Street.  The bar was pretty cool, theater kids are weird, but Mals earned her Flashpoint T-Shirt(that's a long story that a theater nerd would have to tell you).  After the "prom" ended at 11 we headed over to Bob and Barbara's for some much needed specials.  The night was fun, it ended early and no matter how much we tried to convince Chels and Elisabeth to join us they opted for Fume instead. 

Countdown to P-burgh: 3 days. 

Post for Mia

I just wanted to start a blog to prove that my blog would be better than your blog.  So it is aptly titled.  I will have lots of time on my hands in a couple of days and this way I don't have to call and gloat I can gloat over the computer, and you guys can read it at work.  SUCKERS