remember the photobooth pictures i mentioned yesterday? please don't judge.

yesterday i mentioned that i went to my ZTA big sis' wedding in austin, tx this past weekend.  it was a beautiful, outdoor (albeit a little warm and humid) and the bride was stunning.  i also mentioned that as the party favor for the guests was a photobooth.  let's just say quasi and i went to the photobooth more than once.  i put them in order of when they were taken.  you can tell where this was headed as the night wore on.  please, no judging; only pointing and laughing:

pee ess - don't forget... today's the last day to enter my giveaway yo!!

my (fur) daughter has anger management issues. she may or may not get them from her mother.

with all the focus being on my mom, poor bailey's been neglected.  last night, quasi and i took her out to dinner with us on the patio of a restaurant.  because she was (surprisingly) so well-behaved, we decided to take her shopping to one of her favorite stores in the world - petsmart.  we let her peruse the stuffed animal and chew toy aisle, and she sank her little sharp teeth into her new favorite toy... meet mr. monkey:

 

please excuse her leash.  she has this thing with keeping it on.  i guess she likes to be prepared to leave at a moments notice.  anyways, here she is being all (unsuspectingly) sweet and nice with her new mr. monkey.  she was loving on him, cuddling with him, licking him, and even giving him sweet little kisses.  please notice her paw on mr. monkey's chest.  he is her man, and she doesn't like to share.

fast forward to 10 minutes later.  mr. monkey is now missing his nose.  bailey has apparently determined that  mr. monkey no longer has a need to use his olfactory senses.  i think she thinks she was doing him a favor.  plus, i'm sure she smells good enough for the two of them.

uh, oh.  not only does mr. monkey not need to smell, he apparently doesn't need his left arm either.  many of you may remember me discussing bailey's issues with men here - poor mr. mouse met such an early demise. seems like it was only fair for mr. monkey to follow suit.  i'm beginning to think that bailey is part black widow spider - female black widows kill their males after mating with them.  or maybe my baby girl just has an affinity for men full of stuffing.

update on my mom: thank you so very much for all of your words of comfort, thoughts, and prayers.  you all have been such a comfort to me.  my mom is doing slightly better than she was yesterday, which is a huge plus in my book.  her asthma and allergist doctors *think* she was reacting to the steroid treatments they had her on, so she's switching.  she's at home, but must be taken to see her asthma and allergist once a day and call in every couple of hours.  they also gave her two new medications: one for the angioedema (swelling) in her tongue and throat and one for her constant itching and hives.  i think she's taking 12 different meds at this point - all with the primary function to keep her breathing and keep her airways open!  they've got to constantly monitor her to make sure she doesn't have any further adverse reactions to all the medications.  we're taking things day by day right now, so please keep her in your thoughts and prayers.

i hope to be back later with a new edition of take me back tuesday (TMBT)!!

human men vs. animal kingdom men

i've always been attracted to large, "manly" men... okay, that sounded weird, what i mean is i've always been attracted to tall, built men who are manly-like and fulfill most of their gender stereotype roles (i.e. they're big, brave, strong, protective, have hair on their arms and legs, and aren't afraid to get dirty.  okay, i just described the brawny paper towel man.)  anyways, most of the guys i've dated have been at least 6'0" or taller.  quasi, for instance, is 6'2", about 225 lbs, and manly.  i'm 5'4", 107 lbs., and girly, so the juxtaposition is fairly great.  and while quasi is one of the most well-dressed men i know (he really should just own banana republic and nordstroms because the guy has the entire men's department of each respective store hanging in his closet), he doesn't wear bright colored boas, head dresses, jewelry, or gel and spike his hair. - point is he's not "flashy," no pun intended.  (keep reading and you'll see where i'm going with this.)

as a matter of fact most males aren't flashy.  human males, that is.  males in the animal kingdom, on the other hand, are a whole different story.  males in the animal kingdom are very flashy and ornate.  for some reason i find this totally interesting.  i may be alone in my interest, but why do the males get to be the pretty ones??  all the colorful, flamboyant males are on the left; plain, boring females on the right.

peacocks

cardinals

mallard ducks

lions

geckos: the male is the cool lime green one

see what i mean??  yes, i know, i know - the males are colorful and bright in order to attract females.  i watch enough national geographic to know that.  i just wish it could be the other way around.  hmmmph!