Brotherly Love

My brother, Jason, and I went to Disneyland after work the other day and had a blast. His favorite was the Casey Jr. Circus Train and the churro; my favorite was watching the middle-aged man nonchalantly sing in the Tiki Room and of course the Buzz Lightyear Astro Blasters:



As you can see, I dominated. And as you can see, I was really intense. Way to go, Space Ranger!

The lines to all the fun rides were way too long. But then Jason informed me that he is more of a "hanger-outer" at D-land anyway, while I seem to be more of a "rider" so we compromised and rode rides with short lines that facilitated his need to "hang out." And we had a photo session while riding The Casey Jr Circus Train and the Dumbo ride:


This is a GREAT picure of Jason. Too bad I look like I'm a freak.


If you know Jason at all - you will appreciate the awesomeness of him here.


At first my favorite part of this was his eyes; now I think I'm going to go with the tongue.



We're so chill... well, he looks like he has a string pulling up his lip.


The Dumbo Ride is so scary!


Aww...

Love you, Jason! (even though I don't think you ever read this...)

First Time for Everything

This is my nephew,Luke, during his first trip to Disneyland about a month ago. We were watching the parade and he was SOO freaking cute... he didn't know what to do with all the big floats and dancers. This was my favorite pic - he was clapping.












And this was him right after he took a nap with me...
another favorite.

That Did NOT Just Happen...

That is what I was saying to myself over and over in my head for about 15 minutes in a dressing room on Saturday. The reality is - it DID just happen. Now that I have (somewhat) recovered, I will share with you.

On Saturday I had some "Andrea-time" (which is very fun, by the way) and decided to stop in at a little boutique. I stepped behind the dressing room curtain in the middle of the store to try on some clothes. As I was stepping into a pair of pants, I lost my balance and had to step back to catch myself. I'm not sure what happened next; I think I stepped onto my jeans, or my belt, or my shoes (maybe all three). All I know is that I tripped, falling backwards, through the curtains and ended up sprawled out. On the storeroom floor. In just my bra and underwear. And I mean I was sprawled! I screamed on my down which attracted more attention. I saw at least six pairs of eyes looking at me... one of which was a male. Nobody knew what to do except gasp, say "oh my god" over and over and/or quietly giggle. I sat, no I layed sprawled not knowing what to do. The store manager started walking toward me and said "Are you okay?" (she was trying her best to hide a smile, bless her heart). I thought in that moment that standing was the worst thing I could do being that I was NAKED and didn't want to attract more attention... so I quickly scooted/crab-crawled back behind the curtains. I regret that decision - the scooting part. Then I sat in the stool in the dressing room for the next 15 minutes with my face in my hands. Once I had the courage, I stepped out, waved, bought a few items and walked out with my head held high. At least I had on cute panties.

I've Got Nothin

There have been no posts because I've been busy... and uninspired. But I think I'm uninspired because I'm busy. I had an event last weekend that 25,000+ people attended. It was fun... for the participants... but for the planner (me) it was stressful. Especially considering we were expecting 12,000ish. So, ALL of my creative energy went into that event and the next big one I'm working on. I'm still exhausted. And I need to be inspired. Then I will post a "real" post. For now, I've got nothin.

ps- I actually have really good pictures from when I went to Alaska, but I can't find my dang USB cord. I will find it or buy a new one... ugh, one more thing to do.