So I decided this year I’d do the Wreath Auction at Martini’s Above Fourth as damage control. You see, last year Richard went solo, with friends, and actually bought a wreath. For a lot of money. Like a lot. The wreath, while pretty, matches NONE of our existing holiday decor. It was very expensive. OMG I HATE IT!!!

So, anyhoo. This year we went together. It was fun. There were the muscle boys in sleep bottoms, sans shirts, AKA Wreath Models. The wreaths were.. interesting. There was lots of booze. But I gotta say, after hearing about last year, I was disappointed. First and for-most, the wreath models were being abused by this snatch-y queen in an untucked dress shirt and tie. Gross. She was also abusive to the guests. Secondly the wreaths, while impressive, were nothing like the one Richard bought last year that I love to hate. In fact there was only one that compared, and the price immediately soared out of reach, yet 90 percent of them went for chump change!

I was amazed tho, as to the holiday spirit we encountered. There was a man sitting close-by. He was bidding on everything. He had already won a lot of wreaths. He gave our friend 100 dollars to put towards her wreaths if she won any. She didn’t, but the thought behind it meant a lot. Richard bought him a drink or two.

Later we were famished and ditched the auction and went to Urban Mo’s for real food. It was too much fun and after too many drinks, a 7 ft. tall drag queen, and meeting some gay neighbors from a block away, we called it a night. Good night moon!

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So if you have ever been to our house you have heard stories of Bad Neighbor Kitty. We aren’t quite sure where he lives. He torments our cats by hanging out outside the windows. He torments us by peeing in our yard and knocking stuff over. He torments the neighborhood by sitting in the road and yowling for no reason. It’s a hoot. In that really annoying way. Anyhoo, the other day he caught a bird. One of the birds that lived in our backyard all spring. He saw me pull up and darted into the bushes. The bird just seemed to have bent feathers. I figured he’d be okay, not realizing that it couldn’t fly well, since it managed to fly into our backyard. Well apparently he has been grounded since. Because Richard was out with our cat Coco, who found the bird in the bushes and tried to bring it in the house. Yes, I said he tried to bring it into the house. Ew. So it turns out that Bad Neighbor Kitty has been toying with the mangled bird for the last 2 days because I have heard him yowling in the backyard in the night, and the little bird was clearly much worse off and bleeding.

What do we do? Clearly it’s nature (kinda) taking course. The little bird is at this point in the neighbor’s yard (Richard tried to move him and he managed to fly that far). I don’t think he’s long for this world, and I can hear Bad Neighbor Kitty close by… Yowling.

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Where have I been? Well. Lemme see…

Friday I took the day off. Such a good idea! I started at the gym. I really haven’t been as regular about that as I should.. Then I went home and dressed in a new outfit. I’ll just admit it now. I wore manpris. Like capris, but for men? Yeah, those. In white. I looked really good tho. I promise. Anyway, once I was dressed I went to the mall for some shopping. I wasn’t looking for anything really. I just don’t like to sit out in the sun, so I get my outside time in the big outdoor mall. Heh. I did end up finding this really awesome portable bug zapper for the patio at the Restoration Hardware. Only 40 bucks! After shopping, I picked up Richard (who HAD been sitting in the sun all afternoon) and we headed up to The Prado for afternoon cocktails and appetizers. Then we met up with Sheila and proceeded to paint the town. Luckily we only got to part of the town as we had to rush off to meet someone. Someone that ended up not even being there… Anyhoo, it was a fun night regardless.

Saturday morning someone got spoiled rotten... Saturday afternoon we had decided to have a BBQ at our place and spent the morning getting the house and yard pretty for guests. Fred and Sheila came over and we enjoyed Fountain of Youth martinis while Richard manned the grill. Dinner was Bistro Style Turkey Burgers with an array of traditional BBQ sides (read baked beans, ect…) Fun night!

Which brings us to today. So far I have made coffee. Oh, and blogged! See? Still blogging.

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So tonight we knew we might have plans with Sheila, we just didn’t know what. After we spoke we decided on Movie Night. Death Becomes Her, a classic we have all seen. Good times, right? Well Sheila showed up with the makings of a Fountain Of Youth Martini. Surprise! Turns out she was able to swipe the menu last night from Martinis, and it listed all the needed ingredients. Just not the amounts… So we began the evening with a taste test of sorts.. till we got it right. Only then did we put on the movie. Heh. Is that the perfect cocktail for that movie or what?? Good times..

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Tonight I think I discovered my new favorite place. It is called, quite simply, Martinis. I love it there. First off, there is an elevator to get up there. Fabulous, right? Especially on Girls Night (where oddly there is always only one girl, but that kinda makes sense if you know Sheila. She is loved..) so those in heels aren’t climbing stairs… It’s in the gayborhood. The decor is great, and it seems to be a great mixed crowd. The pretty people, the average, and a few of the tragic. Heh. Srsly, there was a group of people playing quarters with their martinis. Not pretty. Oh! I didn’t mention the best part about this place. The martinis! There must have been sixty different kinds.. Kinda overwhelming, but in that good way. Plus, the glasses are really enormous.  I have decided I want my birthday in that place. Maybe the next one at least. And just imagine it, with my new diet there can be no cake. So obviously there will be a theme martini! I am sure they could do one that tastes like cake…

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Another crappy podcast! It’s been a while so I am crappy AND rusty… Bah. Show notes:

Starts with a fake laugh.
Test? What am I talking about?
Bitchy - holiday complaints.
Update on all the work at work.
Health - fitness - shopping - pretty.
Haircut drama.
Girls night missed again!
More complaining. Eh…
Podcast troubles.
Renaldo Lapuz.
B52’s
I voted.
Podcast guests? Shy?
Being cheery is exhausting.
Online less.
Send me hate mail or love letters!
Brothers Forever REMIX VIDEO!! (via)

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You know it’s been one hell of a day when Daniel has nothing to blog about. Heh. I will say that the 6 AM till four is a bitch tho. An absolute bitch. I have another one tomorrow. Must sleep. Night.

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I had to seriously sit down this morning… erm, tonight, and ask myself this question: What day is today?

I couldn’t quite figure it out! I had to look! You see, I had another overnight shift. I went in at 8 PM yesterday and came out at 5 AM. I was in bed well before 8 AM and just woke up an hour ago. At four. Can you even? And it was my second one in a week! So yeah. I am a bit confused. I drank a cup of coffee while contemplating cooking dinner. The sun was setting as I made my bed (why’d I bother with that?). Not to mention the poor cats feeding schedule. I am sure they are kinda pissed.

The best part was coming home this morning tho. As I came into the house, Richard was just waking up to get ready for work. We were clearly on totally different planets. Poor thing, all bleary eyed and confused and here I come all hyped from my day… erm, night at work. Heh. Yeah, we bickered.

Well, I guess I should shower and start my day night!

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Rested all day? Check. Snacks packed? Check. Extra water bottles? Check. Large Red Bull? Check.

What am I getting ready for? A late night hike? No! work. Today I am on an overnight shift. 8 till five AM. How nice does that sound? Hopefully it’ll be fun. Hopefully I won’t be feeling sick. My cough is lingering. That scares me. I am always the one prone to bronchitis. *crosses fingers* I am sure I’ll be fine. I just need to try to take it easy… On an overnight shift. Missing sleep. Crazy.

Anyhoo. Gotta go. I want to be a bit early…

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Well I got through the day okay. It was a little strange how high energy I was. More strange is how I just didn’t eat all day. I mean, you start at 4, and just do projects till the store opens. Then you go to Starbucks. Then all of a sudden you are done! I kinda like it, except for the part where I came home and went right to sleep on the couch till 4 in the afternoon. That part sucked. I hate napping. Total waste of time in my opinion.

Anyhoo, funny story. I had gone back out after my nap to fetch my dry-cleaning and some meat for a quick dinner. (SYTYCD party again tonight!) I was on my way back when I noticed a home in our neighborhood with a tent over it. You know the ones? What are those for anyway? I suppose I *could* Google it, but really… When you are trying to trap inside whatever it is you are fumigating for, it can’t be anything good. Plus, how embarrassing. They aren’t even trying to be subtle. It’s like a circus tent right on the corner! Bright yellow and blue stripes!

The thing obviously made me wonder about what sort of pests and how they spread. The usual OCD thoughts. I felt all itchy too, you know how you do when you think about bugs?

So I get to the house and Richard is home. We banter a bit about our day as he ate a yogurt. Out of nowhere he announces that there is a dead mouse on the floor. A dead mouse! How can that be? How’d it get in? Does it have anything to do with The Tent? Was it fleeing when the poison finally got it? HOW DID IT GET IN???

Richard sprung into action. First, he finished his yogurt. Then he leaned in… As he went to get it, he figured he might need more light… I mean, it was a corpse. I switched them on. All of them. It was at that point where he realized that..

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