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Friday, January 30, 2015

#burritobeat2015 Day 30

Double Trouble!

My babysitter is better than your babysitter for the following reasons:

When I'm having a rough day at work, she sends me super adorable pictures like the one above of Bobbie Burrito and her bestest friend. I hope these two remain besties for life as there is no greater feeling than having a best friend just down the street to share secret adventures with. I look forward to watching them grow together.

She has an amazing heart and honestly, truly, whole-heartedly cares about our little girl and treats her like one of her own. If I can't be there to cuddle her when she cries, it makes my heart happy knowing there is another mom who can.

Today, when I picked up Bobbie Burrito, she packed me a carryout bag containing homemade cheesecake, New Glarus pumpkin beer, and a home brewed alcohol concoction that is heaven on my taste buds.

We really should start paying her more.

Saturday, January 3, 2015

#burritobeat2015 Day 3

Last minute Christmas shopping with Tio Aguila. Yes - all the cool kids celebrate Christmas in January. He thinks he is smarter than Big Boca Bob as he spends his days literally studying his life away at med school. Our little secret? - he really is smarter than me. However, I am obviously better looking. Is he serious with that beard?

Lunch date with the girls. It is my hope that Bobbie Burrito builds a bond with a group of amazingly strong and compassionate women just as I have been blessed to do so. Women who are there to share kind words, advice, lots of laughs, and lots and lots and lots of wine.

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Siskel & Ebert Give It Two Thumbs Up!

Brace yourselves. The much anticipated final review of the premiere of the year is officially published. I have been married for exactly 24 days, and if they are a sign of the rest of my days as a Mrs. I am totally not prepared for this.........just kidding! Married life is bliss. Right Officer Bob?

Without further ado..........

I give you a somewhat complete, occasionally exaggerated, and frequently biased review of SATURDAY NIGHT FEVER (through the eyes of the bride).

*NOTE: Official photography is yet to be released. Facebook has provided the amateur photography you are about to witness. I appreciate your understanding.

Ahem........

We will start by completing skipping over the details of the evening of the rehearsal dinner. I kinda sorta maybe had a hard time keeping my cool as I felt as though I was drowning in wedding details. Here's what you need to know.

Dinner was delightful (Thanks, Grand Puba and Daisy Duke!).
Quality time with family/friends was incredibly entertaining (per the usual)
The eve before my wedding day was spent with the most loving, thoughtful, beautiful people I know and I am truly fortunate to have been able to create forever memories.

Mexican cousins = Love.

Bridesmaids = Family.

Mama Dirt and Dancing Queen gave me a cute little girly sleepover that night and though I can't say I got great sleep, I will admit that the thought of saying "I Do" to the only man that holds my big 'ol Mexican heart kept me in an oddly relaxed state through the hours leading up to the vows.

SATURDAY MARCH 23, 2013

Wake up call: 7:00AM - However, it was reported this was slightly earlier in Pebbles's room as she was more than ecstatic to roll down the aisle on her Uncle's big day.....or maybe it was the thought of free movie theatre popcorn. Can you blame her?

The lovely ladies headed to the salon bright and early to get their pretty on while the manly men slept in and waited to partake in a 5-star Grandma breakfast served late morning.

Dear God,

Thank you for blessing me with family/friends willing to consume a few alcoholic beverages at 8:00am.

One word. Verdi.

One of the best decisions in the entire wedding planning process? Splurging on the flaw-hiding, ugly face curing, airbrush makeup. To all future brides - DO IT. For realz.

I do updo? Check. Picture posing with beautiful bridesmaids? Check.

Off to the theatre!

Completing Maid of Honor duties, Dancing Queen zipped me into my surprising comfortable princess dress...........

Handed me a brewski.......

And sent me on my way to the altar.

This is where things start to become a blur. I will offer a bullet point list of the memorable moments/things learned leading up to the kiss.

After prepping for official photos, the wedding party was running approximately one hour and 45 minutes behind schedule. Whoops!
Itineraries are pointless on wedding days. The groom will do whatever he wants.
Mexican families can fill up almost half of a small town theatre on their own.
A movie themed wedding is super fun when the guests get popcorn, candy, and 3D glasses.
Parents barely know their children in regards to movie trivia.
When deciding on hostesses to walk children down the aisle, it might have been a good idea to pick individuals who are more kid-friendly.

As a perk to all blog readers, I would like to offer the chance to allow you to view what guests had the opportunity of witnessing on the big screen before the classier moments of the day.

REPLAY SAVE THE DATE

Be prepared to Awwwww.....Officer Bob was one cute kid!

Laughter and oooo's and ahhhhh's filled the theater (or so I hope) as I emotionally prepared to make one of the most important and memorable walks of my life.

Cue the moms who both looked as gorgeous as ever!

Cue the groom and groomsmen.

Cue the best 6 women in my life.

Cue the hostesses/flower girls who greeted the guests with the occasional "HI" while making an entrance stealing the hearts of 99% of the guests. It would have been 100%, but one of the hostesses isn't exactly prepared for motherhood proven when she bribed Beans not to cry by tossing popcorn in her wagon and barking orders to "eat and be happy")

Cue the emotionally overwhelmed bride and her strong, proud, happy father. Yes. I said happy. I realize the moment I stepped into the spotlight, my eyes should have instantly met the eyes of my future husband (and they did) but I took a moment to look into the eyes of my father first. It's no secret that being happy is a struggle for Dad and his personal fight against mental illness. At that moment in time, I saw happiness in the depth of his eyes. Happy to be there in the moment with his daughter and family from many miles away. Happy to be alive. Happy to be the Dad I needed him to be at that exact moment. Happy to be himself. No anxiety. No fear. No worry. I will NEVER forget that moment on that day. Items # 5 AND 23 crossed off the bucket list. Have my father walk me down the aisle and witness my dad be truly happy for a day. Whew!

......back to the emotionally overwhelmed bride witnessing her super adorable groom sporting a hunky tux and tennies ready to take her hand. Huracan and El Aguila provided the perfect guitar soundtrack to the walk down the aisle, and I promised myself I would pause and truly take in that once in a lifetime moment. Pure magic.

Rev. Jamsa began the service, and only those in attendance will ever be able to truly understand the raving enthusiasm and true showmanship he offered in his role as officiant. Seriously.

He said "I Do." I said "I Do Too." He cried real man tears. I may have done the same. (Only because he started it) And two became one. Officer Bob, mi amor, became my husband. I became Mrs. Bob, and I am still grinning ear to ear as I say it out loud. True love exists, kids.

As our anthem Night Fever blasted through the theatre speakers, the stars of the show exited in true Bob style. The small town streets lined with adoring fans waiting to meet the happy duo and as we made our way back down the red carpet, guests showered us with popcorn and love - which in hindsight, popcorn, though very fitting, may not have been the most practical choice for celebration.I was still picking kernels from unmentionable areas hours later.

SATURDAY NIGHT FEVER

Five stars.

A must-see for all ages.

Next Up? An uncensored review of the post-premiere party. I promise it won't disappoint.

Sunday, March 10, 2013

Photos/Stories As Promised

Better Late Than Never!

Three Things

Getting married is like a 6 month constant party of fun.
My Matron and Maid of Honors are the best! :)
Mama Dirt rocks too.

Decorations for the bachelorette party were themed, raunchy, and abundant. No worries....I have refrained from posting MOST inappropriate pictures - and believe me when I say there were many.

Mama Dirt and Dancing Queen were in charge of fashion design for the evening, and I pulled off one heckuva rockstar bachelorette look thanks to their attention to detail and pristine sewing abilities.

Prior to dinner, I of course had to snack on a few appetizers. CareBear's words of wisdom - "they don't really taste like that."

Unfortunately, I have absolutely no pictures from dinner although time spent at the restaurant far exceeded all other events of the night. Here's some highlights:

Cocktails were plentiful - delicious, flavored, multi-colored cocktails.
Mama Dirt ordered the following item from the menu: “The Bastacolli” Sausage, meatballs, pepper and mushrooms in a rich marinara over penne pasta and baked with mozzarella and parmesan cheese. You eat it all and receive a Free Basta’s Tee Shirt!
Mama Dirt received an extra large take-home bucket of mostacolli and no tee shirt.
Several talkative females surrounding a dinner table resulted in NO pause in conversation for a straight 2.5 hours.
The waiter only spilled one bowl of pasta on the floor - pretty good when you consider the distraction of all the fine ladies surrounding him.

Following dinner, the ladies retreated to the party suite for a few phallic treats including but not limited to cake, cupcakes, popsicles, suckers, etc. Even Mama Gin got in on the action. (By the way....Mama Dirt must have had some rockin' party days because she can cook up some delightfully delicious jello shots with a special kick.)

Gifts followed dessert, and due to my family/friends incredibly inappropriate gift giving, I have no pictures for your viewing pleasure. What happened to the good 'ol days of lingerie gift giving? My family/friends instead chose to gift and RE-gift an entire collection of adult films featuring quite the diverse population of actors/actresses. The Llama should really spend more of her time molding the young minds of the girls she nannies and less time wasting money in the porn crane game at the local watering hole.

Games Followed Gifts:

First on the list? Banana Ring Toss.

Despite this display of impeccable technique and form, I did not earn the title of Banana Ring Toss champion.

Unfortunately for Liz, the hands-on-hip technique also did not result in victory.

I'm sure by now you have all noted the naked man in the background of the previous posted photos. Per tradition, the night included a rousing game of Pin the Junk on the Hunk.

A lack of blindfold resulted in Bob's Bachelorette Boa as a form of vision blocking. The Llama made a good move.

Mrs. E struggled slightly.

And Goldie walked away with the title. I think it was due to her "good luck" guide from behind.

Following games, the girls headed out for a little casino action. Monetary breakdown is as follows: Everyone lost money EXCEPT for the lucky mother of twins. She was lucky enough to survive delivery of two beautiful boys and her luck continued at the slots.

Following a depressing loss of finances, the girls headed back to a little relaxation and skin rejuvenation. It takes work to look this good.

A HUGE thanks to all those in attendance!

Only 13 more days until the real party starts!

Friday, November 16, 2012

Livin' La Vida Loca

WARNING:

The following post is long. Very long.

It should be about 5 separate posts.

BUT

this is proof that I haven't just been sitting around on my lazy bum waiting for something fabulous or funny or completely ridiculous to happen in my life so I could write about it. My life over the past month has been fabulous, funny, and completely ridiculous, and I am just now recovering from it all.

Life Event #1

Small yet Eventful Bachelorette Party in Arizona

We were cute.

(in all the pictures early in the evening)

But after a few pitchers of adult beverages,

all photogenic qualities went right out the window.

And apparently so did all proper decision-making skills

and abilities to differentiate between appropriate and non-appropriate

ways to act in public areas.

Exhibit A:

Big Boca Bob's extremely unneccessary

"Baby Got Back" choreography.

(although you have to admit, the piano is an exceptional prop)

Exhibit B:

Big Boca Bob's poor decision to remove her bra

and place said bra on the piano player's head.

(Sorry Mama Dirt)

Exhibit C:

Big Boca Bob's constant proclamation

that she "shared a moment" with the piano player.

(he was practically seducing me with his eyes - I swear!)

Exhibit D:

Best Friend/Bridesmaid unable to stand

straight up in elevators.

BUT still able to pull of rockstar poses

in all pictures

And concluding with Exhibit E:

Finding a rock hard kitchen floor as the

most comfortable sleeping quarters for the evening.

(even the dogs couldn't handle it)

So.......what's the best cure for an overwhelming bachelorette hangover?

A little Bailey's in your morning coffee of course!

And a trip to Margartitaville early in the morning when the sun is shining VERY bright into your squinting eyes amplifying the pounding in your head and instigating nausea.