The lunch lady

First of all, HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my pal and loyal reader Schluter Cooter, who says all she wants for her birthday is to hear the lunch story. You must aim higher, friend, but your wish is my command. Here's the Cliffs Notes version.

My beloved paramour is a workaholic. So when he told me he "might" come over yesterday if he got finished early at the office, I wasn't too hopeful. Not only did he come over to help me out with a volunteer assignment, he took me to lunch. Then he let me sit in the golf cart while he did my work. While making me laugh. And buying me Diet Coke.

If you'll recall, the only other time LB's been to my house he didn't stay long. Yesterday he not only stayed, he walked around my house singing "Gold Digger" wearing cowboy boots. That boy is such an enigma.

I know what you're thinking... I promised to have the talk. But when I'm with him, it's just so comfortable and fun that I can't make myself do it. Needless to say, I find myself falling deeper with every late night text. I am in so much trouble.

Late night gumbo

Wow... it seems like years since my last post. Probably not for all of you, but for me, because I've been all over the state since Tuesday.

I'm exhausted from staying up 'til at least midnight four nights in a row, but I've had a fabulous five days, hanging out with some great new friends and getting to see some great old friends as well.

I won't bore you with too many details about my trip to the state capitol since some of it was dull and some of it not fit to print, but it was memorable both personally and professionally. I got the chance to tour the Clinton library for the first time, and after witnessing my second legislative session ever, I have less confidence in my state government than before. Somebody with a clue please run for office.

Here are some pics of two of my favorite new friends, Terri and Tony (and yes, I have more chins than a Chinese phone book in that second pic... what's up with that?)





Thankfully Schluter was also in the Rock on Thursday, so we got to hang out at the Supreme Court for a bit and then got to visit because we skipped out on the committee meeting we were supposed to attend.

On Friday I got to see my good pals Alisa and Shauna at Tech, as well as my great love, Feltner's Whattaburger.

My friend Paige's husband Bryan made me french toast yesterday morning and we happily ate it while watching Paige do tae bo in the living room. I then had a very rough day of getting a massage, a pedicure, eating cheese dip from Stoby's, going to see Alisa, Grey and Scott at Mount Nebo, and then taking a nap.

Last night I emceed the Miss Lake Dardanelle pageant, after which we went back to Paige and Bryan's and stayed up talking until 3 a.m.

Now I need to be catching up on work because I was gone for three days, but I don't wanna.

Oh, and congratulations to the Hackett Hornets, who won their conference tournament last night 50-29. Taylor et al will be playing in the regional tournament in Danville next week.

Happy birthday, Schluter Cooter!

Happy birthday to my pal, Katie. I think she's turning a mere 23.