a little bit of funny...

Something I havent listened to for awhile but so funny. If you have to time please listen. Go to page and click to listen:Santaland Diaries. (1992)

http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=5066175

UFC

So on saturday night the guys came over to watch the UFC fight. I personally dont get into it but they needed a place to watch it and lets face it...I have a nice big TV and a very very comfy couch (they fall asleep on it often) When I say fight of course I mean 7 fights (at least). The thing is there is the main fight and a bunch of other ones before and after depending on how long the "big" fight lasts. I dont get it.....grow men punching and kicking each other. Half the time I cant watch because I think someone gonna break something or lose an eye (one guy really did get his eye poked and it was gross). The most entertain part is looking at all the dumb tattoos they have and the advertisements on their shorts (like what they choose to have on their butt). It makes me think of things like: do the advertisers pay more depending on where their logo is on their shorts?
The thing is I bet I end up watching one again. The dumb things we do for guys.....

still need to pack

Tomorrow I am going to Park City for the first time. I leave tomorrow afternoon with my parents and lil sister. We are driving half way tomorrow and the rest thursday. I am excited to get out of the heat. I plan to read, shop and do some hiking. Im glad I am flying home and not driving. I promise to take some pictures.

TRUCKS ARE FOR GIRLS!!!

This is my truck for the week. Why you ask? My friend and I traded because he drives to Litchfield everyday and my car gets better gas mileage. I LOVE IT!!! I feel so big. It reminds me of back in the day when I had my red truck. Its funny though...my left foot doesnt touch the floor in the truck when I drive. But I Feel like a pimp!

I HATE TECHNOLOGY

My phone decided it wanted to leave this world and crashed. It was very inconvenient. I got a new phone and sync it and lost all my info. That means all my contacts, addresses, numbers, memos and APPOINTMENTS! I am basically screwed! So if you would like to text/email/message me and give me your info that would be wonderful! Also if some reason you have a hair appointment with me please let me know. Im trying to get my calendar back together.
Email: littleredv@hotmail.com

The smell of death

So earlier this week (tuesday) my clients Christy told me that by the side gate, where my clients go through to come back to my salon door smelled awful like something died. I went out later and sure enough it wreaked of death. I couldnt figure it out. My garbage didnt smell, I didnt have any dead animals in my yard...nothing. Then today when I was helping Jessi take the baby out to the truck I saw it (and smelled it) a dead, half decomposed cat. Mostly I just saw the tail. I still need to let my neighbor Brenda know and call animal control cuz there NO WAY Im cleaning that mess up!


***I thought Id share this lovely picture with all of you :)

Take me out to the ball game

Monday night I went to a Diamond Backs game. I had 4 tickets from my dad. Its not always easy trying to decide who to invite. You just cant take anyone to a game. I ended up taking Brady, Matt and Paul. Of course it was fun....I was the only girl but that can also be a problem. I turn into "Vince" my male counter-part. I am no longer looked at like a girl with breast...I am just "one of the guys". I should be happy to join such a club but, alas I am not. I don't want to be one of the guys. When that happens I end up getting punched in the arm or head. I don't get it. What do they want. Sometimes they want girl who can do "guy" things but then also they want a girlie girl? I guess I should have sported my heels and whore cloths, then maybe they wouldn't have kept hitting me with a bag of cotton-candy......Or maybe its a form of flirtation? Who the Hell knows.