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What is the deal with the U.K. spam? That's never happened before. and a 4 stone loss in 6 weeks would probably result in a major internal organ shut down of some kind...

Italian 101

I've always looked forward to the day that I would take some time and try to learn Italian. Well today was that day. I started Italian 101. Due to my procrastination, I finally figured out that the semester had started last week and I had to figure out a way to get into a class, in fact the only class in the Community Colleges that was anywhere near where I live. I've always wanted to learn Italian to know what the Corleone family was saying to each other and now I'm beginning to live my small dream.

I got the instructor to allow me into the class since it was technically closed, by having her sign a form earlier today. The class is on Monday and Wednesday, so really it would be Wednesday that I would catch up on. The first day of the semester is usually covering the syllabus only. Since she saw me for the first time about an hour and a half before the class started, she absolutely knew that this was my first night in class. I asked her what I would need to know to get caught up, what did I miss? Not much, just the alphabet, really, was her response. Wrong!! She started asking How are you? and Where were you born? and a bunch of other questions. Then we had to split up into groups of 3 and do a little play without notes asking and answering these questions.

My procrastination gene kicked in; it's never let me down. Its the one where I don't study until absolutely the last minute and come through with a solid "B-". It did not disappoint! We actually got a "Brava" from Professoressa Calandrini.

Next time I hear Luca Brasi sleeps with the fishes, I'll have just that much more insight of how its coming and who it was. Yeah, I know, it was Barzini all along.

Buona Notte!

My Saturday

I have finished my list of 100 things about me. If you think of anything let me know.

Our once a month party was lots of fun, fun, fun. I have pictures but won't be able to post them until probably next weekend. I'm not going to be home until Tuesday evening, since I'm dog sitting for my out of town sister, and then I have a test I have to study for and take by next Saturday. I have a family birthday party next saturday, too. I really need a weekend away staring at the beach doing nothing.

Some highlights would be the beer run with Toddster, the pregnant Michelle doing the booty shake dance and Chad and Johnny calling the radio station to request the Lean like a Cholo song. I told them "I remember doing that; Can you play Faithfully by Journey?" Lots more to tell of fun had by all but I really need to get some homework done.

Dinner and a chocolate martini

Dave's birthday is tomorrow. He will be 39.

The first celebration for his birthday was last night. We had dinner with Heather and Dean and Stan and Tony at the wonderful Barrio Cafe. A bit pricey but worth every penny. Their Barrio Bomba cocktail was just heaven. Every dish was amazing since we all had to share a bite with everybody at the table. We started out with their guacamole made table side, actually two servings and finished with their amazing churros. So So So good!

After dinner Tony suggested a night cap at Amsterdam for a chocolate martini. So 1 turned into 3 and then the dancing started. I can always make friends on any dance floor, so Tony and I headed for the center of the crowd. Crystal Waters 100% Pure Love started the night out (one of my favorite dance songs) but sadley no 70's disco was to be had. My new best friend, the 22 year old bartender, Brad, texted the DJ to see if he would have any but no dice. We ended the night and we were asleep by 11pm.

So the next day is when we both realized that we weren't 21 anymore. No queasy tummy's just tired and my hips were killing me. So I guess my doctors are right. If you have a chronic joint affliction its probably best to NOT dance for long periods of time and the best move is to NOT drop it like its hot. Who knew?

Almost a post

I was ready to start a post about my day when, as usual, I couldn't deny myself a check at the tivo guide and noticed that Smokey and the Bandit is playing RIGHT NOW! A girls gotta have her priorities. I just love Snowman and Fred.

This scene always makes me tear up a little

Bandit needs help because he's being chased by a Smokey and then he sees a convoy up ahead and then they save him by **eyes get a little teary**

having him drive his car between two semis and then **lump in throat starts**

another truck cuts off Smokey and **voices breaks**

hides Bandit's Trans Am and the Smokey drives right bye
and the Bandits SAFE!

Then Snowman honks his thanks as he drives up from behind **can't go on talking**

Finally another post

I must be happy because there isn't any drama to write about. Now Dave's family is having a small drama but I try to stay out of that as much as possible.

My Friday was great. I went to happy hour with my cute as a button work buddy, Todd, which was very uneventful. Just the two of us. I hadn't talked to him in a while since we don't work together anymore (he's on a different floor). I was happy to hear that he sold his old house and bought a new house for himself and Cherrie and the boys. We also shared some chicken flavored candy (sesame jack chicken strips from T.G.I.F.'s) Then I picked up Dave and met Heather and Dean for dinner and mostly for the pomegranate martinis.

I spent Saturday watching the Bourne Identity and Bourne Supremacy and now that I saw the last movie this morning, two thumbs up for the Bourne Ultimatum (and the Order of the Phoenix, and the Simpson movie! saw them last week). So say you were a British journalist and you watch Jason Bourne kick serious ass and take down 6 guys with his cannon like kicks and punches, would you A. Listen to what the assasin, on your side and trying to save your life, tells you to do or B. try to run for it even when Jason Bourne is yelling "No! Stay there!!! and then you end up dead with a bullet in your head. Yes, pick "A." Then you disappear with a new life but not before there is a scene where you dye your hair black and cut it short.

My deathly hallows book arrived safely from Ireland and it's overcast here in town today, so this seems like the perfect time to finish reading it. Along with some other household chores. Well, I'll be honest, Dave is doing all the chores.

I need to relax. I won't have a free weekend until the 1st and I have to relax when I can.