Even though...

Even though we are hard on ourselves sometimes, it is our true friends that are always there in the long run (even though I look wasted in this photo). Sarah is in the middle, she helped me become the person I am today. Even though sometimes I forget who that is or if I lose sight of myself...all it takes is a "oh come on!!" from Sarah and I am back on track. She is my rock, my survival, my life. Denise is on the right. We have lived together for a little over a year now. She has taught me spotted cow, truthfulness, and heartache. She is my roommate, my buddy, my faith in goodness. It is because of people like this that I keep on going. Hey-ay to friends, hey-ay to family, hey-ay to life!


Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind. - Dr. Seuss

Olive got to say is this:

ahhhhh.....

So refreshing is the taste of vodka and olive juice. It'll put hair on your chest.

(if that were true, my chest would be a hairy jungle of pleasure...mmm, mmm)

I like my martini's a little dirty and my men the same. Wait, what?

These little martini's have caused me more than a handful of "priceless" moments. I've ended up in giant flower pots on O street, hanging my head out the door while waiting for a train, falling in lust, messing around with friends, spending A LOT of money, and becoming a better person. All because of a martini.

Hmm, now I thirsty.

Wouldn't you Gnome it.

This creepy little devil is roommate's first Gnome. His name is Garry.

Garry is supposed to keep us safe by guarding entrances and whatnot. The little book that came with him said to keep him happy and content. If not, he could become upset. Everyone, please be nice to Garry. You never Gnome where he may show up next.

It would seem I had misjudged him.

He was in fact, just like all the rest.

Ah...

Look at us! We're a cute little family!
Go Huskers! Go family!
Go free family photo's thanks to your sister!

For Sarah

Now you don't have to look at my dog, ya dirty hippie.

Matrix

A shout-out to my darling little puppy. She puts up with me never being home and never complains. Unless you count the piddles on the floor that are out of nothing but pure anger.

In this photo she is in the middle of a somersault. It appears as though she is doing a Matrix impression. Maybe she is. She has a handful of other tricks too, which if you've ever met her I'm sure you've seen them. I take pride in my wiener. Wait, what?

This is one of my most favorite spots in the whole wide world. Granted, I haven't been to a lot of places in this whole wide world, but nonetheless...this is a place I love.

It is in a little place I like to call, the Middle of F-ing Nowhere.

Standing on top of those hills on a fall day with a slight breeze is heaven for me. Chasing Lonnie and Sarah as they drive away and almost leave me in the pasture...not heaven. Good thing I run really fast! Ha!

Laying pipe on this particular field is also, surprisingly, not like heaven. It is quite the opposite really. Especially when it is just me and Lar. Of course, picking it up is even worse, because then it is me, Lar, and the sand burs. Boo to irrigating!