Things I learned while in Dallas celebrating my sister's birthday....
1. Wrestling is a scary looking sport. Especially when its your little brother out there on the mat while some other kid is trying to contort his body and force him to say "uncle".
2. No one needs to see fat kids in a lycra/spandex combo outfit. *shudder*
3. Ft. Worth is f**king far away from Lancaster...especially at 6:30am on a Saturday.
4. My family can be a bit embarrassing when en mass and under the influence of wine and other spirits. (I knew this already but I always seem to forget)
5. My parents are oblivious to what goes on in their house at night.
6. Gotsta love beers from all over the world.
7. Green Tea ice cream cake is absolutely delish!!!
8. If I still lived at home, I would weigh 59086929385048 million pounds
I learned a lot of other things but I figure that is enough for right now. Off to start my week of torture.... I mean week of work.
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Farouche: adj. (animal) wild, not tame; (person) shy, withdrawn; (sentiment) fierce. I like this word. I came across it in a book and decided to make it mine. Everyone has one of these blog pages and so I felt like I needed to join the bandwagon and create a page. I'll probably be boring most of the time but maybe every once in awhile I'll be able to entertain the bored soul!
Jeff and Me
About Me
- farouche
- Lets see...something about me. Well, I drink too much, party too much, spend too much, love too much, hate too much and a whole host of excesses in between. I have been described by many as the product queen but I don't think I have that much stuff. I have an intense desire to be an artist but can barely draw a straight line and there have been many times where I confused blue with purple. I own my own blow torch and I want to take a welding class. I got married last July to the most wonderful and caring man! I'm excited about sharing a new life with him and experiencing adventures together.
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