Monday, July 30, 2007
When it was time to pick me up at the end of my work day, the sunnier day had turned to a depressing gloom.
After I hopped into the truck he asked me, "How hungry are you?".
I replied with hope in my voice, "Do you want to go get some Pho?" We must've been thinking the same thing because he replied that it was exactly what he was thinking.
So we drove down a few blocks to our favorite restaurant, Pho Kim Long, on Spring Mountain. I ordered my favorite combination bowl of Pho while Johnny ordered what we nicknamed the "White Boy Combo" which was everything I had minus the tendons and tripe.
Our dinner, with a side of fresh spring rolls with peanut sauce dip, was so good! It was the perfect meal for a colder, gloomy day. (This is a picture of my soup before I poured hot sauce into it--turning it red orange.)
On our way home, we stopped by Fry's Electronics because they have a large selection of magazines for Johnny and ... well, it's a toyland for me!
After we picked up some small goodies, we drove home while watching Mother Nature show off her fantastic static powers.
When we met in 2002, he had a 2002 Midnight Blue Volvo S-40 (which he thought "was fast, handled well, looked cool, had an awesome interior" but had a "shitty tranny, gas mileage sucked, small motor, and not enough room"). I don't have a picture of it because a few weeks later, he got a Ford Focus (pictured below).
The other day (40+ vehicles in his lifetime later), I made an attempt to understand his mad reasoning behind switching cars so often, I asked him what were the pros and cons of each vehicle he drove and thus the reasons why he kept moving on... (Note: all the cars were purchased new with the exception of the hobby '91 Ford Mustang and the '01 Chevy Silverado). The photos of the cars he's had since we met and his comments regarding them are posted below.
2006 Red Ford F150 pickup for towing the boat (underpowered, tinny, not enough room because it was a regular cab). At the same time, he purchased a hobby car, a Black '91 Ford Mustang Coupe ("BAD ASS!")
2005 Dodge SRT-4 (LOVED this car! Toy car. No room. Not good for anything) and a 2006 Dodge Durango which was my primary vehicle after trading in the Jetta. We actually went through TWO Durangos because the first one had some sort of engine problem after it sucked water into the air intake when the guys were launching the boat at Lake Mead.
Dream truck, huh? We'll see about that. ;) That's 10 cars and counting (not counting the dud Durango and his motorcycle).
(P.S. I'm also seeing this trend of new boats every year and suspect that will follow the same suit.)
Sunday, July 29, 2007
Every evening when the heat of summer cools down, the herd wanders in from the rocky hills of nearby River Mountain. Amazingly they can survive on very little water during the summer so they rest during the day to conserve their energy and feed later in the day.
These sheep are obviously very domestic as they move along with people just a few feet away. That's how my husband got these photos. They are pretty neat, aren't they?
We took a break and stopped at P.F. Changs for some crunchy lettuce wraps, spicy seared ahi tuna, and refreshing Asian pear mojitos.
Then we hung out by the pool at the Venetian (when we actually had wrist stamps to get into TAO Beach).
We were doing really well with changing our eating habits and exercising together using the DVDs provided with the program. I started to see a difference in the physical appearance of my body, my strength increased, and my muscles were firming up. Between me and Johnny, the changes he experienced were more significant (of course)--especially in his mid section after only two weeks of following the program!
(One of the meals we cooked from the P90X program recipes: sea bass with spinach, brown rice, and mango salsa. Pictured is my portion and I should actually be eating more than that!)
But then after the partying from the Fourth of July, we got off track and are finally getting back on the bandwagon again several weeks later. (I feel like I've lost all the progress I've made since starting the program but the good thing is that our muscles have memory and can revert back to that state easily since not too much time has lapsed.)
The last five pounds are always so hard for me to lose but I am determined to get in the best shape of my life now that I'm in my 30s. (Thinking back, I've come a long ways with weight loss when I use to be 163 lbs. That was 30 pounds heavier than I am now. Five to go is actually not bad at all.)
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Friday, July 27, 2007
When Havi first came home, she plopped on the floor, threw a leg in the air, and immediately started to groom her newfound butthole which was no longer covered by her hair. Once satisfied by her cleanliness--she darted off like a super cat, bouncing all over the place, jumping on counters and leaping on top of shelves with endless energy (instead of lethargically lounging around like she usually does). She and Elgy chased each other playfully around the house and we knew she was Havi again.
Elgy is next up for the groomers but she'll be getting the boots and a helmet cut.
Thursday, July 26, 2007
(You see, my husband and I have finally agreed on the car that would be my every day driver to and from work since the vehicle I use to drive was traded in for his new truck. So I'm driving his truck to and from work while he rides his company motorcycle because he sold his old truck until we can purchase my vehicle.)
Anyway...I took this message from my friend to mean that God is going to shift things around for me today and let things work in my favor. In other words, make the car I want available because it is nowhere to be found in ANY dealership nearby. The Volkswagon Rabbits (known as the Golf) are so popular, the dealerships have virtually sold out of all the manual gear, 2-doors except a red one and that's the only color out of the six color choices that we don't want.
I forwarded my friend's message to others including my husband because I honestly believed my car would appear sooner than later. And guess what?! My husband replied to my email with "...You will be shifting it (instead of God shifting things)". He was referring to my soon to be new car which is coming all the way from Colorado and should be here by the mid-week of next week.
Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the VW Rabbit (Golf) in white with 19" wheels! F-in SHWEEEEEEEEEEEET!!!!!!!!!!
(We've had many, many cars in the years since we've met (that is a different story)...or should I say HE's gone through more cars than the years we've known each other and so I'll have to share that story on a different post. We haven't been more excited about the coming of a single car as we have this Rabbit.)
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
I've been thinking about whether or not to continue on with grad school right away or not. Perhaps I'll take the first course in the MBA program at UNLV this coming fall semester.
It's statistics. (If you could see the grimace I have on my face right now, you might understand that I'd rather eat a bar of soap any day).
I'll say no more.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
The sweet wifee brought it with her to work one day so that it was convenient for me to pick it up from her. She works literally blocks away from where I work.
This day was pretty much my only chance to get the fryer since our friends were in the process of moving to another state. Easy--just drive there and pick it up, right?
Well...it just so happened that I had lunch plans the very same day with my boss and two other ladies from another department. We were meeting the ladies at the restaurant and since I was driving us, my conversation with my boss went something like this:
"I need to pick up a turkey fryer from my friend at her place of work on our way to lunch. It's my only chance to get it since she lives on the other side of town and her family is in the process of moving out of state."
My flexible boss didn't even flinch as she replied, "Sure. Where're we going?"
Don't worry we didn't see anything beyond G-rated. It was during the day and, besides us, there was no one else in there except the owner and my friend.
Sunday, July 22, 2007
rear-ended and I backed it up into a pole, the body damage (though repaired to a like-new state) always bugged my husband. I think that's just an excuse for his "I-can't-drive-the-same-car-for-more-than-six-months (or a year at most)" illness. Whatever makes him happy .
sold his old Chevy Silverado, he has been riding his work's bike around and now that we've traded in the Durango, I will be searching for a new car. I don't care what I drive as long as it will be reliable and has good torque. I was forced to change my driving stile when I upgraded to an SUV but now I'm ready to get back into a compact and zippy car (heh, heh), probably an Audi A3 or another VW but one of them Rabbits instead of a Jetta which was what I before.
Saturday, July 21, 2007
The song got me thinking about about a cause that I use to be passionate about--domestic violence which I hear is a pretty common reason for law enforcement response. (I use to be involved in a Campus Violence Response Team at my junior college after a rash of rapes across campus (and indecent exposure) but it's core purpose was to respond to domestic violence victims who may appear to be "okay" as they go about their daily lives in school at work but are secretly hiding an intimate pain.)
Well, as I'm head banging around the house cleaning to this song and thinking of what the video might look like (I can imagine a slow motion scene of the victim and her abusor) but the video is contrary and pretty interesting. See, I use to be a film major and making music videos was a passion of mine when I use to live in Burbank. But love and life led me in a different path for the better but I wouldn't turn down the chance to be in a production team if offered the opportunity.
So I saw the video and it was quite different from what I had imagined. It was creative and had a different perspective but the ending was weak for the story. Not at all how I would've ended the video.
I had hoped to see them live in concert but now I'm not so sure... The song itself is still awesome--I love it, but I just think the lead singer needs help like the kind he got from the recording studio.
Seeing Uncle Frank the second time was easier. Earlier this week when we first visited him, perhaps he was just excited to see us (and so he was babbling) and mabye we just weren't prepared to witness first hand how bad his conditon really was.
This evening, I brought a gift for Uncle Frank--a Starbucks Barista Teddy Bear sporting cargo pants and a hooded sweatshirt that said, "Las Vegas" on it. It was sitting all alone by the cash register of the coffe shop and was apparently the last doll they had for sale. One of the employees mentioned that another lady also wanted to purchase it and she was was going to come back for it later that day. (Sorry sucker, this doll is meant for one person only and that is our Uncle Frank.)
Uncle Frank said he was never given a teddy bear before as tears nestled in the folds around his eyes. Seeing him so overwhelmed by his gift brought tears to my eyes.
He loved that bear. He clung onto it so tight. And at times he tried to giving it back to me (forgetting that it was a gift TO him) and later when Johnny was around, he tried giving the bear to Johnny too!
We finally head for home and Aunt Leanna and Uncle Frank will surely do the same the next day.
We will see you guys soon--that is for sure!