FERTILIZING THE SHEETS
AND OTHER ODDITIES OF THE LINGUAL PERSUASION

Mood: Whatever.
Watching: Cheers reruns Yaay Nick@Nite

Family Tradition

I have in my posession two very important napkins. "Napkins?" you ask.

Indeed. Napkins.

Saturday night was a good one, as are most evenings spent in the company of Marina and Rob. We went to Applebees for a few tall beers (clamato, tomato and olives included) and a couple teas (gulp gulp gulp). After we were Applebee'd out we headed on over to Mandan to the Stage Stop to see if our good friend Judilicious was working.

And working she was! Bring on the Amberbock and Red Headed Sluts!

So anyway - on to the napkins I mentioned earlier.

It became apparent that there was FAR too many funny things going on and being said and we certainly didn't want to forget about them, so we decided to keep a log on some napkins. We quoted ourselves and people at the bar as the night progressed. I should just scan these mother bitches. They're quality.

"How many times you gonna shoot, asshole?"
----The quote that started it all!... By some unknown drunk guy.

"It's good!....It's good!..... A little tart...."
-----Me after my Red Headed Slut. Not very convincing.

"It's the hurteee kind..."
-----Marina, I can't remember what was so hurtee.

"She had lots of horses and shit and a strict mom - that's for sure."
-----Me, brilliantly describing a friend I had in high school. Sorta makes you wanna say "oooooh yeah. her"

"WOO HOOO!!!!!" **Toyota Jump**
-----Marina after Rob gave her the big OK to put in his karaoke request.

"I still have to dance on the table."
-----Marina. I think this one is self explanatory. Although she never danced on the table. She still owes us.

"My little girl bladder is kickin' in..."
-----Rob. He had to go potty.

"I better eat these before I get beat up for them!" (in fake Judy voice) "Where did you get olives, beeatch!"
----Marina, after she was sneaky and plopped the olives she saved from Applebees into her beer at the Stage Stop. This girl is crafty.

"Smell you later."
----Me. I have no idea why. Alcohol must have been kickin in.

"It's either Robert or Roberto..."
-----DJ Guy announcing Rob's turn to sing.

"I heard 'em say Hank Williams and I pushed really hard!"
----- Me after realizing I was gonna miss Rob sing if I didn't pee faster. Yeah. This one is kind of embarassing.

"If you need something to chase it with you HAVE something."
-----Rob explaining to Marina that if her Red Headed Slut needed a chaser, a half-full mug of Amberbock was waiting right beside her. Which, really didn't make the situation any better. hehe

"It's good shit though."
-----Me - probably consoling Marina about the shot she was about to do. Obviously the sailor in me was starting to show. Here comes the potty mouth.

"We should be playing some really lousy pool."
----Me - because naturally that's what we do best.

"It's called How Do You Like Me Now." ---DJ Guy "I like you just fine!" Wendy's response

"When I imagine Troy's balls, I imagine barnicles & shit." .... "Iccck. Diver balls!"
----Me discussing the finer points of being a diver.

"We're gonna need another....."
----Marina being interrupted while needing another napkin. It was funny at the time. What was this one about, Marina? I can't remember!!

"Why do you keep touching that?! You did not just lick that!" ---Marina
"I licked my finger!" -- Wendy
I'll just leave that one at that.

"Last call for alcohol!"
---Judy

"Harper Valley Sons of Bitches!" -- Me
"You tell 'em baby!"---Rob

"It's funny to me!"
---Me and my odd sense of humor I guess.

"Damn you, monkey!"
----Me damning a monkey. Or something.

"I'm singing to you, you fucker!"
-----Me. Again. Cripes.

"I know some Lorrie Morgan songs. Whoop-dee-doo-dah."
----Me. Marina was scared/surprised that I knew some country. When all you have growing up is CMT, you're bound to get a couple songs burned in to your skull.

"Time to rock and roll out of here, folks!"
----The DJ kicking everybody out.

PHEW. Okay anyway - it was a really great time. I think I'm going to hang on to these napkins so in a few months/years we can read them and be like "What the crap were we talking about?!".

Either that, or we're going to have to invest in a tape recorder or something.

Tomorrow Rob goes back to work in Garrison. I'll be hanging out and this time my sister won't be around to go chill with. She moved back to Minot last weekend. She's still looking for day care, and her job starts on Wednesday, and I doubt Eric is going to take Wed-Fri off and watch the baby.

I got to see them today though. Gavyn had a few Dr. appointments this afternoon and Marina and I met them for lunch between appointments. He is getting to be such a big boy! He weighs a tad over 11lbs - and my arm is sore from holding him today. I miss him so much already.

Rob called my dad's neighbors to see if they were interested in renting out their house, but we got blown off unfortunately. The lady said her parents own the house and that they were going to be back in it soon. I seriously doubt that, but she said she'd double check with them and get in touch with my dad. Riiiiiiight.


I don't think I have any other thoughts or things to babble on about. Rob and I are going to be in Minot this weekend I think. So far it looks that way. Things could change in the next couple of days and that's cool with me.

And on another Rob note, Sunday marked 6 months. We're just trucking right along! I am such a happy girl!

This happy girl needs to get some sleep!