ugh.

That describes today. Simple enough. I'm ready to go to bed and start over again tomorrow. Since 2:00 I've baked two cakes. The first ended up in the garbage and the second might as well be. I'm so tired, I stacked the second cake wrong. Whatever.

We went to Houston today to drop Eric's amp off at the shop. I stopped at McDonalds. After ordering, I pulled to the front window and asked the woman to repeat the order. I corrected her and she told me to hang on. She took an order on her little headset and I pulled money out of my purse. I sat there and she blurted out, "I'm waitin' on you"... Excuse me...what? I couldn't say anything. I was shocked. Actually, my jaw dropped and I turned to look at Eric and his friend (whose jaws had also dropped). I couldn't help but laugh. No, it wasn't funny, I was furious. I had to laugh because I couldn't believe someone could be that uncouth. That's the only word I can think of. I called the Mc-main office in Illinois to tell on her. I almost called to complain to the establishment but then I didn't want her to know she got to me. Yeah, she'll eventually know she made somebody mad, but by then I'll be over it.

I need to make dinner now. I wonder how bad I can mess it up?

a while back i said

I should start a topic on things I've always asked for but never got. There's a Baskin Robbins on Gessner. Every time we went to Baskin Robbins I'd ask for a clown cone. Mom always said no. Cosme and I went the other day and I bought myself a clown cone. No, there was nothing great about it. Actually, it wasn't even very good. But now I can say I had one.I guess there's only one more thing I always asked for but never got. When I say always, this is around ages 5 to 12. Every year it was like this:

Mom, Dad & everybody: Melanie, what do you want for Christmas?

Melanie: a dummy

or

Mom, Dad & everybody: Melanie, what do you want for your birthday?

Melanie: a dummy

I still don't understand why I never got one. Cosme says they probably thought I'd have issues. Picture this, 1980, sitting around the dinner table and I'm told to eat my vegetables. I ignore everyone but Charlie McCarthy turns around and says, "Melanie doesn't like vegetables" - I guess I can understand.

these are from

last night at the Armadillo. The band that Eric's in played for a party. The first is right before they went on. I know it's really dark but there's something about this picture I like.

The next is one from the sound check.

And the last is one of Eric's solos.

"i wonder why all

those DPS guys and firetrucks have the roads blocked?" That's what I kept asking on Sunday while we were doing all our sight-seeing around the Capitol. Eric wanted a nap so Cosme and I dropped him off at the hotel and went out for some sights. duh. I didn't find out about the Governor's Mansion until Monday morning. This pic is what we got when we set the timer and placed the camera in the grass.Cosme in front of the Capitol.

Here I am in what had to have been the coolest spot the city had to offer.

That, my friends, was Austin.

we went to austin

last weekend. Brittany colored Eric's hair with blue chunks (same as last year) and straightened it just for kicks. We met up with Cindy and Dodo for lunch then headed over to the hotel and went out for some sight-seeing.








Here are a few of the pics.

Oh, and here's the reason we went...

just a little something

I saw out in the flower bed. There's been a lot of spiders out lately.

for those who

haven't seen it. Here's my cousin Brittany's debut as a cover-girl.

mmm, shrimp

If the second two pictures don't make you want some, I don't know what will. As for the first picture, that should put "Jambalaya on the Bayou" in your head for the rest of the day.


A couple of weeks ago we went out and had some shrimp. The other night I decided to try a recipe that sounded similar to what we had at the restaurant. It was pretty good and I didn't even fry them!

the fix-all

(license plate has been altered to protect the innocent, it's not duct tape)
Mom, Lauren and I were driving down the freeway last week in Arlington and saw this truck. Look closely. The light for the license plate is a flashlight attached to a trailer hitch with duct tape. (No, that's not an orb following the truck. It's residue on my windshield.)

hey mom

I bet you know where this is. For anyone not around on that terrifying afternoon, I'll explain. I was about 5 and we lived in an apartment complex. What comes with an apartment complex? Playgrounds. Much like now, at five-years-old, I was scared of everything. Mom told me to not get in this rocket. I was at the playground with a friend and she got in and made it look so easy. Mom was right. I should have stayed out of the rocket. Once I climbed to the top I looked down and started screaming. I was so high, trapped in a cage and terrified. The friend had to run back to our apartment to get Mom so she could climb up in the rocket to help me down.

I would say the only thing more terrifying than this was when I fell off the jetties, welcoming my fear of water.

for all the

unconventional conventionalists...
this was Eric's stash for the RHPS Saturday night. The mom that took all the kids also had party hats and water guns. She got more pictures but this is the only evidence I have...whew.

serenity now,

serenity now...

Take note. I am officially apologizing for being a teenager. And to anyone wanting to share a bottle of wine (or vodka) at lunch, come on.

i forgot to mention

last weekend. It was bad.

it's hard for me

to get motivated to post anything when my computers keep freaking out on me. Once again, the laptop is being stubborn. (I don't think it's normal for it to shock my arms while typing...call me crazy.) I don't know. Sometime today or tomorrow I'll set up the old computer so I can get to all my camera software. I need to unload my memory card. We're going to Austin soon and I need the space.