I am very much not on fire and back in Las Vegas.
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I am very much not on fire and back in Las Vegas. I’m still in San Diego. The 15 is open now. I think I’m going back to Vegas tomorrow. I miss my husband. Changing winds, possible evacuation. This calls for one more margarita. We’re here at Kevin’s house. His evacuated parents, their dog Niles and a mom of a friend are here too. We just cooked dinner and have all the internets and televisions on awaiting further instructions. ?K?J Alright, different fire, but….you know, good footage and all. Here’s something that I realized about myself while laying on Troy and Heather’s floor, listening to the hum of the fish tank while postponing the official start of the day: If I call you a “jerk”, I’m really mad. If I call you a “jerkball” I’m just playing. In case anyone was worried, I’m back in Vegas in one piece. I’m pretty tired and can’t even imagine what the other two feel like having to go to work yesterday morning. A potentially ridiculous and trainwreck of a situation has turned into the most fun ever. A couple of days ago a few friends of mine and I were thinking about driving from Vegas to San Diego for a concert. This instead has turned into a crazy weekend trip to Mexico. We left at five on [...] We’re driving the RV to the hockey park today. Andy has play offs and a large chunk of time between games. Wish us luck. We haven’t driven this behemoth in about eight months. I have visions of getting a mile away from home and something blowing up. It’s so hard to remember that we now have a roof top rack on the top of the Element. I cannot drive under certain things that I could easily fit under before. We just got Dance Dance Revolution for the Wii. Click here if you would like to see a pretty accurate representation of my skill level. Although not shown in the link is my extra special added personal dance moves that I like to call “getting dizzy and nearly falling down” and “kicking my own ankles [...] We’re back in the RV. I love it. I missed being in here so much. It’s like living in a fun, cardboard, refrigerator box fort with my best friend. Although Andy’s first night back wasn’t very good for him. We think it might have been the last slice of pizza from the MGM, but, we’ll [...] |
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