Happy Birthday to my parents.

A few odd years ago, my parents were born. On the same day, in the same year. Mere hours apart and an entire state away. On their 29th birthday my Mom went into labor with me; giving me a birthday the day after theirs. My parent were always the cool parents, the fun parents. All my friends wanted my aprents for their own. Jealous, bitches.

My Father likes to be called "Your Awesomeness" and my mother is the spitting image of Rachel Greene from Friends. Yeah, she's that good looking. It is impossible not to love my parents.

 They totally rock and I wish I could give them a tribute that they truly deserve but instead I want to show the best picture of them ever taken. The photographic proof that my parents can party down.

Yes, this is my parents. No you cannot borrow them.

Happy Birthday Your Awesomeness and Beans.

I love you!

As I peruse the internet

I should be working on my story now. I have the time, my hair is literally in curlers (I feel very Bloggess esque.) and I am wearing an oversized bathrobe. On a Friday night. The Mr. is taking a nap, because that's what we do, we nap.

But I digress. I should be working on my story but instead I was looking at funny pictures on the internet and  was stalking people on twitter...when this little gem came up....
Promtacular

Now, I am no fashionista, but that prom dress is rocking it. Much more so than that sad excuse for the TJ Maxx 39.95 special they got for the movie.

I'll take good care of her...because I'm certainly not doing her in that dress...

I kid I kid, sort of. I guess I can't talk; I too am guilty of a fashion faux pas or two. My prom dress made me look like Barbara Eden. Or Christina Aguilera. Whichever.



(A friend actually wrote that I was 'a genie in a bottle at prom')



No what bothers me is that so far in this series they haven't lived up to my costuming dreams. Where is crazy Alice shoving Bella into wild couture?

that’s more like it.

And don't even get me started on the Alice in Wonderland get ups from the vision...Ugh.

Strawberry Wine

I am in no way saying that little Taylor is good looking. I would never dare to look at him without his shirt on. I have every intention of covering my eyes when he is on screen shirtless. (All twenty times I will see the movie in theaters) He is not legal and it is wrong, so very very wrong. For instance I won't be looking at this.

 eyes averted.

I have no intention of having any thoughts about little TayTay. That is until oh lets say February 11th (I'm just pulling that number out of no where) and then it will be free game. I can look to my heart content. I realize that technically he would be 17 while filming Eclipse however he will be 18 by the time the movie is released there for I am only half a cougar.

Now here is my question to you. What would you call a twenty something girl (Ah-hem) who may or may not find a 18 year old attractive. Would that be a cougar? Perhaps a puma or a jaguar? Personally I'd like to think of myself as a leopard. Rawr. So I'd like to dedicate a little song to TayCob. Keep it up there little guy.

Of strawberry wine and seventeen

The hot July moon saw everything

My first taste of love oh bittersweet

Green on the vine

Like strawberry wine

~Deanna Carter