Random Ramblings

I don't really have any great, funny stories to blog about today (except mabye the story of how my brother got me hammered last night and convinced me to ride the bull...WTF was I thinking?). I haven't seen McScotty since Tuesday and it's killing me. I have finally decided I am in love and I haven't even been able to see him....he had some family stuff going on and his oldest son came in town from CA to spend quality Dad/Son time. I guess my little aching heart will just have to wait. Absense does in fact make the heart grow fonder, but enough already.

Back to my brother. I don't know at what point in my life Ben became less of an annoying little brother and more of a cool, fun guy to hang out (ie drink) with. Nonetheless, somewhere along the way it happened. Too bad he lives in Dallas now and I only get to see him every few months. He flew in last night for Layla's birthday. I picked him up and we headed out to have some drinks. After spending nearly $100 on 3 appetizers that were barely enough to dent our appetite and few bourbon cocktails we decided to head to the 'country bar' at Power and Light. Being that it was just the 2 of us, we need some entertainment and that came in the form of a mechanial bull and some guys that looked like they just pulled up in either a)their four wheeler or b)their mobile home that doubles as a stretch limo. Needless to say, the entertainment was good. After starting off with some jager-bombs, we started hitting the bourbon again. After a good while watching the entertainment, Ben finally convinced (didn't take too much convincing...the bourbon had already gone to my head) that I needed to ride the bull. He told me he would do it if I did. I should have known from past experience that that was total BS. So up I went. Luckily I think the bull 'operator' took it easy on me. Which was actually not my preference. When the thing really isn't moving fast enough to have an impressive 'fall' you can't really, in good conciense, have to stick it out which at some point becomes slightly uncomfortable (both physically and mentally). It went on entirely too long and he finally speeded the thing up to the point I could fall and not make a fool of myself. After my own entertainment with the Bull we decided it was time to head out and find some friends...it was really beginning to look like we were on a date...not good when your with your brother. Needless to say we found a willing friend to meet us out and ended the night pretty good (meaning I got home safely and once again didn't meet "ralph" last night...it's been a long time since I've seen him) :) And, I'm not even hung over today which is good. Layla's birthday is tomorrow and I am a small party to celebrate. Ya think I've done ANYTHING to get ready for it? Nope! Off I go to clean, bake and clean some more.