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21letters — Tue, 15 Dec 2009 16:07:46 +0000

As all of you know…well, not any of you because all of my readers don’t read this wp blog…So, on with it, right? I’m going to test out a few things in this post…Like – here’s a LINK to one of my favorite bloggers. I see that the spell check works better in WP. Well, it works just fine in blogger too, but I can’t see the spell check when I’m using my work laptop. Boo.

©♥ – THe list of symols is massive here. I like how there’s a button you can click on to choose a symbol. That’s pretty neato.

Your standard bold, italics, strikethrough and underline are easy to find on the “kitchen sink”.

Uploading pictures seems to be a lot better on WP

Just as I was saying such kind words about the uploader and such, it is not posting my pictures. Double U Tee Eff?

Strike One!

21letters — Fri, 13 Nov 2009 17:39:00 +0000

New ASSistant officially has STRIKE ONE!

OMG, I’m mad. I’m fuuuuuming.

So, yesterday New ASSistant (that’s what I’m going to call her, since she pissed me off), came to me and was all “It’s Taco Friday tomorrow, you wanna go to Chipotle”?

I was all “Yeah, I might bring lunch if I have left overs from dinner(she should have known, by looking at my awesome physique that there would be NO leftovers), but I’m in”. Then she was all “okay, well I have a frozen dinner as back-up if you stand me up”.

So, just now, Killah Man walks up and was like “OOOOOKAYYYYY, WE’RE going to lunch…”

ERRRRRT

WTF

Hold up

Ohhh, Haillllllllll NAW!

Killah Man, you betta have a fuckin’ mouse in your pocket!!!

So New ASSistant walks up and I was all “Double ewe Tee Eff, dude, I thought it was Chipotle day?” And she tried to turn it on me and was like “I thought you were bringing your lunch”. I was all “NO, IT’S CHIPOTLE DAY”!!!

So what does she do? She walks to the door and laughs at me. It wasn’t an “I’m sorry, buddy” kind of laugh. It was a “HAHAHA go eat lunch by yourself” laugh.

Then her and Killah Man left together into the sunset. They’re going to Taco Deli, which IS TOTALLY taking over Taco Friday.

I swear to Jimmy Kimmel that he is trying to ruin my life…or steal my lunch partner.

Strike one, New ASSistant. STRIKE ONE!

I’ll tell you what I should do. I should march into that break-room, tear open her low calorie-taste like cardboard frozen meal and EAT IT. Every last drop. Then, on Monday when she needs to eat it, it will be gone and I’ll be all like “Oh, your lunch is gone? Well, I’m going to lunch with all of my awesome friends and you’re totally not even invited. My friends specifically told me not to invite you.”

Who am I kidding. I don’t eat low calorie…on purpose.

NO, what I’m really going to do is go to Freebirds, which is eleventy-billion times better than Taco Deli and Chipotle combined on their very best day. THAT is what I’m going to do. That’ll teach her.

Don’t mess with me people.

**Fratboy Lawyer Boyfriend – you really need to get a handle on this girl. She’s going rogue. It won’t be long before her and Killah Man are getting mani/pedi’s together and shit. We need to create a united force. I bet she’s going to run 15 miles with him tomorrow. It might be too late…

Was it Yesterday or Today?

21letters — Fri, 13 Nov 2009 15:33:00 +0000

So technically yesterday was our 4th wedding anniversary. Legally today is our 4th wedding anniversary.

How is that possible, you ask?

Let me just tell you…

Once upon a time in a land far, far away. No, that’s not it.

There once was a little girl who. Nope, that’s not it either.

Four Score and. Nope. Not that one.

Ughhhhhh.

Back in 2005, My Fiance and I went to the county courthouse to get our marriage license. We went on a Thursday, to be more specific. Thursday was the only day that both of us could pull away from everything else going on and drag ourselves down there.

We walked in and told the little lady behind the counter why we were there. She gathered all the information and documentation she needed and then:

County Clerk: “When is your wedding date”?
Me: “Saturday!!!”
County Clerk: “Oh, well, you’ll have to wait until Sunday because this marriage license isn’t valid until then.
Me: “WHAT”?
County Clerk: “Once you have the marriage license, you have to wait 72 hours before you can use it”.
Me: **silence**
Fiance: “That’s fine, we’ll get married on Sunday, then”…
Me: **blank stare**

Fiance gave me the look, so I just went with it.

We left the county clerks office and he explained…His step-dad will be marrying us, so he would have no problem doing the ceremony on Saturday, as planned and then penciling in Sunday as the date on the license, since it has to be mailed back to the county for records.

So, it’s been a running joke with us and all of our family and friends that we have two anniversaries. November 12th and the 13th! I’m sure this is a story our grandchildren will laugh at one day.

Now, down to the dirtttt!

Last night was the single most romantic evening of my life! My Husband made dinner reservations at my all time favorite restaurant in town. It’s a place called Joe DiMaggio’s Italian Chophouse. It’s so much more than italian, though. I always have the most fabulous filet mignon. Last night we met a pretty awesome guy at the bar, before we sat at our table. This guy was pretty much amazing. I told my husband I felt like he’s a Fairy Godfather! I can’t really explain why, but he was. He bought us two rounds of drinks, which he totally didn’t have to do. Anyhow, the hostess came and told us that our table was ready. I asked her if we could have a booth, because the booths there are so neat! They’re big round booths. She looked at me like she was going to have to let me down, but never said anything. When we got to our table, there was a dozen red roses that My Husband had them get before we got there. There was also a card from the staff at the restaurant. Dinner was fabulous, with great converstation.

Also, I should add a side note here: I happen to LOVE Joe DiMaggio. I don’t know what it is about him. I’m not a Yankee fan, he’s not drop dead gorgeous. I don’t know. I just see pictures of him and think he’s such a handsome guy. If you go to the restaurant site, they have a photo gallery with some of the best pictures of him. Those same pictures are all over the restaurant. They’re practically life-sized! I actually got an 8×10 picture of him from a friend of mine last Christmas and I sleep with him on my nightstand. I just love the guy. He intrigues me, I guess!

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Also, I just entered to win some Custom Thank You Cards from Uprinting.com over at This, That & My Blog! Check it out, folks (or don’t because then my chances of actually winning increase ). It’s just in time for the holidays!

Don’t Say I Never Shared Anything With You

21letters — Thu, 12 Nov 2009 19:00:00 +0000

So, I’ve been known to make some reallllly good food in my crockpot. My most popular dish would be my beef stew. I’ve literally had men lick the pot clean, just to get one last taste in. It is totally heaven!

Yesterday, I didn’t have to work (raises roof for all the Veterans out there) and I knew I wanted to make something in my crockpot. I dropped McKenna off at school (what? I pay tuition and if she’s not there it’s not any cheaper) and I drove to the store. I sat in the parking lot until my meal came to me. It was way too hot for stew, it was pushing nearly 80 degrees yesterday afternoon.

I got out of my car and went into the store on a mission. I was going to make Meatloaf! I’m a huge fan of the meaty-loafy concoction, but I don’t make it near enough. I bought all my ingredients and headed home.

I’ve never made my meatloaf in a crock-pot, but since I’m such a [self proclaimed] badass when it comes to the Pot of Crock, I figured…what do I have to lose?

Everything was mixed together and I formed my loaf. I dumped it into the crock-pot and set it on low for 8 hours.

At 6, my dish was done. I used a meat thermometer to check the temp and it was reading at over 195 degrees. SCORE!

My mom came over for dinner and My Husband was working late, so mom, McKenna and I enjoyed the meatloaf and mashed potatoes. Mom was raving of my awesome dish. My Husband came home and he ate 2 “slabs” of the meatloaf. He completely gorged himself with my meaty-loaf. He’s not even a “meatloaf” guy. He mostly likes it cold between two slices of bread. He told me that it’s “a shame you don’t do this more often”…It was a compliment, but at the same time, can you imagine what we would look like if we had that once a week? Ohhhh, man!

Anyhow, today I brought some into work for my lunch. I realized that I had enough for two meals so I shared my lunch with New Assistant. I wasn’t in the office when she ate it, but she sent me a text that says “Jenn’s meatloaf is ogasmic“. That right there folks…you know it has to be good, right?

So, since it was so damn delicious, I’m going to give you my recipe. I don’t have my own recipes for anything, except for my meatloaf. Now, if you’ve tried this before…it’s still MY recipe (please see the copyright symbol below…that totally means it’s MINE). MMMkay?

Jenn’s Orgasmic Meatloaf ©

1.5-3 pounds of GROUND CHUCK (80/20)
2 eggs (beaten)
1/2 of a large onion (chopped)
1 green bell pepper (chopped)
2 cups seasoned bread crumbs (or 1 package stovetop stuffing – chicken)
Salt & Pepper
2 cans Tomato Soup (condensed)
2 tablespoons parmesan cheese

Mix the first 6 ingredients together. Be sure to incorporate everything as evenly as possible and mold into a “loaf”. Spray the inside of your crock-pot with Pam or your favorite non-stick cooking spray. Spray it again, because I promise you it will still stick…trust me. After you’ve sprayed Pam for the 3rd time, place your loaf into the crock-pot. Open one can of tomato soup and pour it over the loaf and on the sides. Cover and cook on LOW FOR 8 HOURS.

Once the 8 hours is up, switch the crock-pot to “warm” if you have that setting, or shut it off. Your meatloaf will be about 786 degrees, so don’t worry about it getting cold.

Open the second can of tomato soup and pour it into a sauce pan. Add the parmesan cheese and some pepper to the soup and warm to a desireable temperature. I tend not to boil my soup because the meatloaf is so GODFORSAKEN hot, but do what you want, people. Just don’t come to me when all of the skin on the roof of your mouth is peeling off from a 15th degree burn. Use the soup to top your meatloaf. It’s so much better than ketchup, I swear!

If this recipe doesn’t make you “wanna slap yo’ mama”, you need to get your tastebuds checked! For real, y’all!

Also, I should add, I typically use 2-2.75 pounds of the ground chuck (plenty of leftovers), so if you use less, you may need to decrease your cooking time. Just use a meat thermometer. The “safe to eat” temperature for beef is 160 degrees.

After writing this, it has been determined that I can’t do ANYTHING without being a smartass. Not even write a recipe.

PSS

Much love to my Awesome Husband…Today we celebrate four~~teen~~ years of wedded fun! Well, technically our anniversary is today, but legally it’s tomorrow…that’s a whole different post .

Post-It Tuesday: FUMIL

21letters — Tue, 10 Nov 2009 16:02:00 +0000

It’s Tuesday again, which = my favorite day of the week…except for maybe Friday or Saturday. After you laugh out loud, hysterically at my post-it notes, be sure to jump on over to Supah’s place and read what everyone else is posting (it). Also, you should click HERE to make your own Post-It notes and then sign in on Mr. Linky back at Supah’s place. It’s tons of fun, y’all!

Best of Times, Wurst of Times

21letters — Mon, 09 Nov 2009 15:19:00 +0000

Happy Monday, y’all!

I had a jam-packed weekend, loaded to the brim with fun!

Best of Times:
Friday night I went to happy hour with New Assistant and her Fratboy Lawyer Boyfriend. Let me just tell you folks, they are absolutely precious, plus, they laugh at all of my jokes! Drama Llama went too, so it was just awkward. When we emailed everyone in the office about the Happy Hour, we didn’t really want anyone else to come. We learned our lesson, so there will no longer be an email sent out. Happy Hour plans will be made in private between New Assistant and I. Others will be invited via a soft whisper, in person.

Saturday, my sister and German Foreign Exchange Student came over to pick McKenna and I up. We headed south to New Braunfels. New Braunfels is a little German town here in the Texas and once a year for 10 whole days they have a German ode to sausage, called Wurstfest. Sister and I were pretty excited that we showed up to Wurstfest with an actual German. GFES is totally cute and she enjoys teaching all of us naughty phrases and bad words in her native tongue. Poor girl, she’s only 16 (one of my friends is her “host mom”, but Host Mom is currently in Scotland, which makes my sister her keeper until she returns). While we were at Wurstfest, GFES enjoyed watching all of the Americans wandering around the grounds wearing lederhosen. She ate schnitzel for dinner, which made her happy. I was surprised to find out that schnitzel is NOT the equivalent to a hot dog. When she was telling me what a schnitzel really is, she offered to make it for me before she goes home. That makes me happy!

[Insert Wurst of Times Here]

After we left Wurstfest, my sister drove us over to my Husband’s grandmother’s house where a part of the family was having a weiner (not schnitzel) roast. My Husband is German, so it was awesome for GFES to sprechen sie Deutsch to his grandma and my father-in-law. My father-in-law had her cracking up because really all he knew how to do was tell her to “lick my ass chicken fucker” in German. By the time we left there, my father-in-law invited GFES over for Thanksgiving, which she really enjoyed!

When we left the camp fire, my sister dropped McKenna and I off at my aunt & uncles house so we could stay the night. When we got there, Jessica and her Dearest were hanging out so we sort of rained on their parade, but it was sooooo nice to hang out with them for a few hours! Jessica got to spend time with the sweet love muffin that is my daughter. McKenna was all about some temper tantrums and I’m pretty sure Jessica thought it was the funniest thing ever. McKenna ended up staying awake until after midnight, while I was passed out right next to her. Jessica’s mom came in and took her out to feed the dogs, fed her popcorn and let her lounge around before she brought her back to bed.

Yesterday morning, McKenna woke up and was her typical self. Speaking at an octave that adults don’t enjoy hearing. Ever. It wasn’t long before everyone in the house was awake. As each person would roll into the kitchen, McKenna would look at them and say “why you awake”? Uhhhhh, because you don’t.stop.talking.LOUD. Our uncle made us a 5 star breakfast – waffles and sausage! YUM!

Wurst of Times:
Going to Wurstfest was so much fun, but the crowd there was out of control. There was probably eleventy thousand people there and the grounds were not that big. Here’s the formula I came up with:

Large Crowd + Mass Quantities of Beer x Lederhosen / German Polka = OMFG GET ME OUT OF HEEEEERE……

McKenna enjoyed it, but the crowd was very stroller-unfriendly. Considering I didn’t leave anything there when we left, I can’t say that I’ll ever go back…Unless we end up with another GFES…

I shall leave you with a picture of the Worlds Most Adorable German Foreign Exchange Student:

I love this kid! I don’t want her to go back to Germany. I’m trying to find a way to keeeeep her!

Also, Stef found the most awesome app for her phone, and you know me…I have zero restraint, so I found one too. I still want the one she has, but I bought a cheaper one to see how much I’ll actually use it. I created this gem while sitting around with my Husband and father-in-law yesterday…

I mean, who doesn’t love a girl with a mustache and a big clown afro? Really though, the star sunglasses really make this, don’t you think?

33

21letters — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 20:46:00 +0000

Today is Friday, November 6, 2009.

33 years ago on November 6th, 1976 something amazing happened!

A man put on his brown polyester tuxedo and platform boots and a woman put on ther teeny tiny wedding dress.

The groomsmen wore matching polyester brown tuxedos with platform boots. The bridesmaids wore a horrific shade of green. Their dresses to the floor and babies breath in their hair.

The two people walked down the long aisle at Holy Ghost Catholic Church in Albuquerque, New Mexico.

They exchanged vows and said I do.

After the ceremony there was a party in the gym of the church. There was probably about eleventy thousand people there. Family, friends, loved ones. Eleventy thousand people.

They left their reception in a blue car. There’s a picture of the two of them looking out the back windshield. Both the happiest they’ve been in their life, and probably pretty drunk. You can tell they had been drinking when you look at the bride’s eyes.

33 years ago I was just a “twinkle in my daddy’s eye”.

Today, my parents have been married for 33 years. I only have a handful of friends that have parents that are still married. 33 years is a long time. I don’t think either of them would say it’s been easy the whole way through.

I’ve mentioned here before that I think my parents did an awesome raising me. I may not have finished college and I may have divorced my first husband, but those are things I did myself. My parents molded me to be a loving, caring human being. They’ve taught me how to work hard to get the things I want most in life. They’ve taught me that everyone makes mistakes and mistakes are okay.

The love in my family multiplies, it doesn’t divide.

Mom and Dad,

Thank you for everything you’ve given me in my 30 years of existance. You have been the best role models anyone could ever have. You have always been there for Sister and I. Always. When I left Brian, you held me when I cried. You helped me pick up the peices of my life. A life I thought was tainted and shattered for good. When that chapter in my book was finished, you watched me get married again. When Husband and I got pregnant, you both were with me every step of the way. Dad would call to check on me and mom would hang out with me when Husband was out of town.

The day that I was scheduled to have McKenna, you both were waiting for me at the hospital, before we even showed up. Neither of you went home until later that evening. You were there for every second of the excitement!

I am so proud to call you both my parents and I hope you’re equally as proud of the person I have become. If you don’t you can only blame yourselves.

Happy Anniversary, mom and dad!

I love you,

Jenn

Now, in honor of 33 years, I’m going to tell you 33 things you should know about my parents:

33) Because of them I have 4 aunts and 5 uncles. I also have 7 boy cousins and 6 girl cousins, plus one girl cousin in heaven.

32) My parents have seen Bruce Springsteen live in concert more times than anyone else in the world (probably).

31) Because of my dad, I claim to be pretty bad ass when it comes to music trivia. I’m sure there are a ton of people who can kick my ass, but I’m pretty awesome.

30) Because of my mom, I’m the funniest person I know! I’m also, coincidentally, the funniest person she knows. She loves laughing at my jokes.

29) I have called my mom by her first name since 2000 when I was planning my first wedding. She hates it, but she knows it’s out of love.

28) Everyone I know, who has met my dad says “he looks exactly like Cheech”…

27) My parents have more of a social life than I do. Sad, but true.

26) My parents have never been on a “real” vacation. We used to vacation as a family, but they never went without us (unless it was to Denver to see The Boss).

25) My mom has done the same thing (career wise) since she was 18 years old. There is only about a year in between everything that she did something different.

24) My dad has a sick collection of guitars, but he doesn’t have my favorite one anymore.

23) My mom loves hanging out with me and my friends. I think it makes her feel young again

22) My dad has been living without 8 inches of his large intestines since August. That was the most scared I’ve ever been about my dad.

21) My mom had an asthma attack about 7 or 8 years ago that nearly killed her. That was the most scared I’ve ever been about my mom.

20) My parents have only had sex two times. Ever. Period. End.of.story. Once in ’78 and once more in ’82.

19) My dad is in a band called The Fricks.

18) My mom had her first pedicure on my 29th birthday. She’s addicted.

17) My dad is the smartest man in the world.

16) My parents have been taking me to see live music since I was “knee high to a grasshopper”…

15) I talk to my mom on the phone at least once a day. Sometimes several.

14) I see my parents no less than once a week. Sometimes I see them 2 or 3 times.

13) My mom makes the best breakfast, ever.

12) My dad would rather listen to music, than watch TV.

11) My mom has an addiction, and we’re all enablers. She is a sucker for gumballs. You better keep quarters in your wallet if you want to hang with my mom.

10) My parents moved us here in February of 1994 and I think it was the best thing that ever happened to us.

09) My dad let me see a cadaver when I was 4. It’s the coolest childhood memory I have.

08) My parents are some of the hardest people to shop for. They would say the exact same thing about me.

07) Becoming grandparents changed their lives.

06) My mom rollerblades. I tried it a few months ago and almost died (falldowngoboomandhitbycar). She’s way better than I am.

05) My dad carries a fanny pack. Seriously.

04) If my mom could get away with not wearing a bra, ever, she wouldn’t.

03) My mom drives like her father (fast). I plan on taking her car away when she turns 65. It’s for her own good.

02) My dad can build just about anything, except for an engine in a 1994 Hyundai Excel. I guess it worked for a while…

01) If you ever get the chance to meet my parents, consider yourself lucky! They’re pretty amazing people.

Something Has Happened

21letters — Thu, 05 Nov 2009 22:52:00 +0000

All of the details are unclear at this time, but please, if you’re reading this, take a minute or two to think about the people who have been affected by the shooting at Fort Hood, here in Texas. Fort Hood is no more than 45 minutes from my driveway. Fort Hood is also the place that my baby cousin and her husband will call home again when he returns from his 12 month deployment.

I am sad that one of our own military men did this with his own two hands. So far, there are very little details, and everyone is reporting different stats - 12 dead (including 1 shooter and 1 civilian police officer) and there could have been to to 3 shooters total. According to the news at the time of this writing, the shooter that is dead was a MAJOR. Malik Nadal Hasan was his name. He was in his late 30′s or early 40′s which means that he was probably a career military man.

Why would someone do this? Why would more than one person do this?

Just take a minute to think about what is going on here in Texas, in my backyard. I don’t really care what your political beliefs are, but either way, these men and women in our military fight for our freedom every.single.day. You can disagree with the war (or not), but if losing a solider while in a war isn’t enough, we’ve lost soliders today that were in their comfort zone. A place where they were supposed to be safe.

We lost mothers and daughters, fathers and sons, uncles and aunts. Someone’s best friend was standing in that room. I don’t know about you, but that just makes me sick to my stomach.

Just two minutes ago, while I was writing this, I had the news on in another browser. I observed a moment of silence. A long, quite moment to think about things I am OH SO thankful for in my life. One of those things is our military. Fighting for me to be able to keep this blog and write crappy bullshit as often as I want.

Say a prayer, talk to God or whomever you believe in…Just think about it all.

It’s a sad day in Central Texas, y’all.

iLove You

21letters — Thu, 05 Nov 2009 15:57:00 +0000

There is no real way to start this love letter off. iAm just going to shoot from the hip, and hope that you truly understand my feelings…

iLove you. iLove your curves. iLove that you let me push your buttons whenever iWant to. My love for you is never ending. iDon’t really know how iEver managed life without you. You keep me organized and calm when iAm typically nervous and frazzled. Just holding you makes me full to the brim with happiness.

Others have come and gone, but none of them were as loving and efficient as you. You move fast when iNeed you to, which is always a huge bonus. You can give me the answer to any question iMay ever have about anything within seconds.

You’re the smartest one iKnow, which makes me so lucky to have you. You teach me new things every single day, and for that, iAppreciate you. Your ability to translate my words into different languages stuns me. The fact that you have an iside connection with my bank, to be able to tell me just how much cash iHave (or don’t have) at any given time…that’s amazing.

My life hasn’t been the same since we got together. iNever thought iWould have such strong feelings for some~~one~~thing like you. You might say that iHave “been around” with others like you. iDon’t like to use the term “slut”, but it’s true. My list is probably in the twenties by now, but iThink iHave found my perfect match. iCan honestly say that iWill never let you leave me. iImagine that in the future another one will come around. One that is more smart, with a better memory, but you’ll always be my favorite. iWill never forget the connection that we have.

With you, there is never a dull moment. You are always willing to do exactly what iWant to do. You don’t argue. If I want to play games, you play with me, if I want to watch the news, you watch with me. You’re absolutely the best iHave ever had and iCan’t imagine my life without you.

iTruly appreciate you and all of your beautiful, awesome features.

iLove you. More than you’ll ever know.

Please stay sweet and don’t ever change. iWill be here, with you, forever.

iLove You Madly,
Jenn

This was part of Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop (a love letter to the object of my affection). If you’ve never done it, pop on over to her place and see what it’s all about!

ABIA – Not to be Confused with ABIA

21letters — Wed, 04 Nov 2009 20:39:00 +0000

Awesome Bloggers Invade Austin!

So, Kristen over at K. Law: Inspired just posted a blog about having a blogger meet-up in Austin. The tentative date is the weekend of April 9th (April 9-11). I read this and got super excited because Austin is my HOME! That means I can hang out, enjoy and be a travel guide without booking a flight or a room!

There are no firm details about ABIA (which is the name I made up, but not to be confused with Austin Bergstrom International Airport) right now, but as more people show interest, it will be easier to book hotels and flights!

In honor of some really awesome people coming to my hometown, I’m going to give you my personal list of favorite things about Austin!

Food

Matt’s El Rancho – Mexican food that is To.Die.For. Plus, their margaritas and micheladas are nothing short of extraordinary!
Maria, Maria Cantina – This place has awesome food, period! It’s a bit pricey, but it’s muy delicioso!
Kona Grill – I’m sure they have these all over the place, but their sushi is my favorite in town. The atmosphere is perfect and their happy hour deals are a steal!
Chuy’s and Hula Hut – Chuy’s has the tex-mex menu and Hula Hut has some Hawiian/Mexican food that is awesome. Hula Hut is located ON Lake Austin, so it’s fun to sit, eat, drink and people watch! I lumped these together because they have the same owner.

Touristy Shizzz

The Oasis – This is a restaurant that has the most awesome view of the sunset. The Oasis sits above Lake Travis, which makes the view even better. The food has never been good, but their drinks and view are worth it! It’s located on Lake Travis.
Congress Bat Bridge – This is absolutely disgusting, but it’s an unforgettable experience. You can watch EleventyTrillion bats emerge from under a bridge. This happens at dusk every night.
Austin City Limits – I don’t know who is taping that weekend or if we can get tickets, but this is also something that is neat to see. I’m sure many of you have seen Austin City Limits on TV, right? No? Maybe? *aside: If you click on this link, their homepage has a slideshow and two of my friends are featured on the “Watch ACL Episodes Online” picture (they were at the Dave Matthews Band taping). The girl on the right (with the big chunky necklace) took the pictures you see of McKenna and I on this, here blog!
6th Street – Oh, this WILL happen. 6th Street in Austin has the best pubs, dive bars, live music venues, etc., etc., in the history of EVER. One night everyone will have to do a pub crawl! I’m not into the bootay shakin’ bars, but you can find whatever suits your fancy on 6th Street. I’m a huge fan of dive bars that have ice cold beer!
Lake Austin / Lake Travis – There are places to rent boats (and drivers) on Lake Travis, and if the weather permits, this would be a fantastic voyage! You can never go wrong with Beer + Sun + Good Company, right? RIGHT?

I’m sure I’m totally forgetting some awesome stuff to do around town, I mean, I didn’t even cover the shopping…I’m still in “Recovery Mode” from my Vegas trip. My brain should return in a few ~~days~~ weeks!

Any of you people who are from Austin (ahem…Stefanie, Butterbean, Ashley-you still count as an Austinite, and it would be AWESOME if you can come) can think of some other awesome places and things to do around here, add them to my list in the comments section, or better yet…blog about this so your readers can come toooooo!

I hope to see you April 9th!