Balance. Beauty. Beloved

I have been obsessed with looks lately. I’m trying to lose weight, and I’m constantly looking at other people and judging myself against them, or weather or not they find me attractive. I know that this is normal in small amounts, but I feel slightly crazy about it. I know ultimately that I will never be happy with what I look like if I keep that up. I’ve always been a bigger girl, and then I lost weight in high school and college, after college I bounced back up again. I’ve always been the funny one and I do have a lot of confidence, just because I think I’m an amazing person. I know a lot of people say that looks don’t matter and it is easy to say. But they do, men and women are just built that way. We seek out the most desirable mate. Would I love to look like Eva Mendes and bone the hell out of that Taylor boy that plays Jacob Black from Twilight? Why yes sign me up! I like muscles, I like tan, I like big. There are a lot of women that do. We like big strong men. Men usually like knock outs that are nicely busty, thin and shapely. We all love good hair, eyes, and a clear face. It’s the truth, it varies for all of us a bit, but if you could choose given people had the same personality, 99 times out of a hundred people would go for the more attractive. I know I would most likely.

Ah, but not everyone has the same personality, that’s why prefer some people to other.

Now go into that same room with McDreamy Pants and Guy Soandso, or Miss Sex Kitten and Chick Whoever. Let’s say you just watched a video about each one of these people and McDreamy is a self centered Jerk, life of the party playboy, who likes to get with the Honeys. Soandso is nice educated, loves his family, hard worker, who is kind of geeky, but loves to dance and is romantic. Miss Kitten is nice enough, she knows she’s hot, she has all the social rights, but that’s about where she ends, she is not goofy, nor independent. Whoever is plain-Jane, but funny, cares about people, and laughs at herself, she is laid back, likes to try new things and is full of life. Now the percents would change a bit, lots of people would go for the dependable, low key people, they would be much more like likely not to be unfaithful and they could be easy to get along with. There are some that would still choose the same for reasons such as, I could change them or I like people like that or it doesn’t matter they are hott.

I know there is a lot more to it than that and that is super simplified, but that is kind of the long and short of it.

So what do we all want? We want the McDreamys and Miss Sex Kitten looks with the awesome unique personalities. Georgia and I have always called these Hybrids. We are the girls that can hang with the guys, be beautiful and bake up some damn good lasagna with chocolate cake while wearing sexy heels and thigh highs. We can be the t-shirt and jeans girl at a football game chugging beer and wiping mustard off of your face. (Hybrids will be explained in full later)

I want to be a better one of those; I want to be an awesome beautiful girl. I know that I am beautiful, but I want to be gorgeous and not only that I want to be a gorgeous as I can be and feel good about it. I want to work hard for the body that I get and think yeah I’m smokin’ but I worked damn hard to be this way, but all the while keep my level head that I’m just a person. So there is my obsession, to be more beautiful. I know many women and men have it. But it feels good to have it out in the open.

And I owe it to myself and my future hubby to stay as beautiful as I can. I think couples should try to do that for each other. I’m not really into surgery, I think that can get really out of whack, although I’d love to get rig of this neck sooner than later, but I think I’ll stay healthy and age gracefully, I’ve earned these smile line and laughing crows feet.

But also I know that it is ultimately right to love yourself and have an inner beauty, because everything is going to go south someday and when all your bit and pieces don’t go the way they are supposed to well at least you can laugh about it. And in love you have to not only be attracted to one another, but also you have to love that person’s heart. They could be seriously burned or lose limbs, get cancer and lose their hair, that isn’t their fault. The person really is who they are on the inside, all of the outer stuff changes and fades away, but the soul of a person is forever.

Ahh I feel a bit more levelheaded now.

Fly me to the moon

So, welcome to Space Cadet Academy. I am and I am surrounded with weirdoes.
Strange people are strange. Yesterday I was at Wal-Mart in the checkout lane with one of my co-workers, we were talking and all of a sudden a crazy old lady popped out of nowhere and started petting my co-workers coat. It was weird, we were trying to decide if she wanted to know where to get one … she just kept trying to touch her and then mumbled something and wandered off when she tried to tell her where to get one. Weirdo. Got a call yesterday, and I felt happy, yet hit by a bus. It was one of those, wait, wait did I miss something moments, no seriously, did I black out and miss a conversation? Man, knew I shouldn’t have drank that Kool-aid. But everything is okay.
It was a requirement that Georgia and me go shopping yesterday, for several reasons. We have holes in all of our clothes and it makes us feel better. We’ve been pretty crabby lately, not that is hasn’t been funny yelling at everyone we meet. The down point was when I curled up on the couch and told her my new idea for panties. I was looking at my underwear yesterday and I haven’t bought any new for awhile, and I wear pretty cute lacy things, but lace gets holes in it, (well lace is pretty much a bunch of pretty holes anyways) but it was about that time to get new ones but I’m too cheap, so I told Georgia that the elastic was really pretty good at the top so I was going to cut out the middle part and replace with a nice old t-shirt. Hey, I thought this sounded like a really thrifty idea that I could keep my pretty lacy part and just have a new bottom. Yeah… probably one of those ideas that should have stayed in my head. Georgia looked at me like, Really?! And vetoed that idea right away. She said I couldn’t be like a creepy grandma that cuts the crotch out of her panties and replaces them. Fine. But if worst came to worst, I would totally be rocking some Washburn University panties or some Harley if I’m feeling wild.
So shopping it was! And funny enough I didn’t buy any under things, maybe on Thursday. But! We did get new pants! And I got smaller ones! I now have a size that I actually wore in high school. Granted they are kind of stretchy, but they actually look pretty nice. I got one pair of kakis for work, which usually I look like a beached whale in, but these are really slimming, and one pair of jeans, since I sold some that were too big the other day I don’t feel bad about getting a new pair. Still want to find something cute for New Years. Or maybe I’ll go shopping in my closet for something that I haven’t worn in awhile. Could be cute! Still no big plans yet. But I feel like something needs to happen, I need good friends, laughing and drinks. This year we are supposed to have not only a Full Moon on New Years, but also a Blue Moon, and we won’t have another one till 2028! So it’s pretty neat! Might have to celebrate with a Blue Moon and orange.
Peace from the chick in the holey panties!

Very superstitious, Writing's on the wall.

So my hand hurts, and I’ll tell you why. We have really creepy neighbors below us now. Granted, I watched them move in from my on high perch, but they are obnoxious. They had their music thumping so much that the floor was shaking, and it was ghetto music and they looked like a mom, dad and 2 sons all white people. At first they looked like a nice family, but now I’m pretty sure that they are just trashy. My hand? Well I hurt it slamming the door repeatedly and jumping up and down, while Georgia yelled, Shut the *choice of four letter words* up to make a point. And I’ve hurt my wrist/ puffy part of my thumb. Then they just turned the music up louder and I think started throwing things at cars and yelling at a little crying kid (at 1 in the morning) to go to bed. Why didn’t we call the cops? Well earlier I looked out the window and this guy in glasses just stared up at me totally freaked me out, I’m pretty sure they would have known it was us. So new neighbors I dub thee, The Creepers!
Had another Christmas last night. Bitter Sweet, I think I only had one smile left in me for the time being. Got some beautiful things including a purple Coach purse that matches my personality. Classy, yet quirky. I love my little family and I got to give them all hugs. Probably ate my last bite of lasagna for a while, and papa Jack gave me a kiss. I’m thinking about going to Build a Bear and building my own little buddy or Build a Dino next time I’m in KC. My little sister, Booboo, as we call her, got a little kitty that she built in Branson when we went. It looked like fun.

Georgia and I need to get out of the house. We think New Years, we are both off for that day and we think new outfits and a party will cheer us up. I think my bad luck has come from not being kissed last year. I’m a strangely superstitious person. To site a few, I never fill my car tank up for myself. If a family member does it it’s fine, if I do it I get into an accident. It’s a proven fact. I make strange promises to myself that determine my life, point in fact, JustAnUglyMonkey. I never liked him growing up; he just became this strange pull for me. I used to yell at the TV whenever a movie that was cast by Amanda Mackey, that I will never love him. FAIL, fate had other plans. He asked me out for years and years I used to have tons of notes, now only one. But I would always tell him no. Till I made one decision freshman year of high school, if he was still asking me out senior year of high school I would go on a date with him. So guess what years later, guess who asks me on a date? And well the rest is somewhat history. I kept my promise and here I am, but I wouldn’t trade my life for the world, I am rich with memories. I’ve made other ones like, if this next dryer sheet comes out all flat I will go buy a new pair of shoes and will only pay $8 for them. It did and I did, and I love them. Strange little things like that. Well one of my superstitions is being kissed on New Years. Years and years I have been kissed and life has gone pretty much good. But this past year has been a dozy and I could use a little luck. So, I will be kissed this New Years. Good things will come my way. So say me! Return of the crazy fearless girl! 2010 will be a year of joy and no more saddness!

Saturday of the Hermit Girl

Little Hermit me

So still up in my snow tower, the wind is blowig like crazy. I watched the new neighbors move in below, I hope it is a nice family, or something. There was a mom and I think a dad and a son. But only one bed went in so maybe they were just moving in slowly or maybe they were moving their son in. What a day to move! Cold and snowy. I wonder if they will stay the night or come back another day.
Lazy day. I’ll tell you something … I’ve slept in Georgia’s bed the last two nights. Mine is well covered in stuff, and I’m being MIA. Georgia’s been at her Grandma’s house anyways. Plus! She has this pillow top that I’ve always wanted to try. AMAZING, I now know why she doesn’t get up till the afternoon now. Lol.
Ah, I see the other neighbors have uncovered their car it was buried in a like 6 foot snow bank good for them. I see the sun! Melt snow melt! I really did have big plans to clean up after Christmas today. So far I’ve unloaded and loaded the dishwasher. Well that’s something. I’ve been watching the Hallmark channel. I watched a movie called; The Christmas Card. Hunky soldier comes back from war to see a girl that wrote a card to him during Christmas, blah, blah, blah. They meet they fall in love; she turns down her fiancé to stay with hunky soldier. Ahhhh so nice. Total and utter crap. Now, The National Tree is on. It’s pretty cute, boy and dad take a journey across the county to deliver boy’s tree to our nation’s capital. Awweee I think I like this one a little bit more. I think I’ll take a shower here in a bit. Even though I have gotten up and put in my contacts, brushed my teeth, but I jumped around a bit exercising. I know, I usually hit the shower right afterwards, but I’m being really lazy man. Okay shower time now, be back soon to document the rest of this apparently very special Saturday!

I’mmmm baccccckkkk! Wonderful shower! Mama Monkey got me Leaves from Bath and Body. It smells amazing, I smell like an apple pie. I watched 2 Doctor Who episodes. My favorite Doctor is going to die, not happy. I ate some Cheese ball. You know all I’ve really eaten for 3 weeks is corn dogs and Cheese ball. I’ve lost 15 pounds. Well then there has been the working out by jumping around to music and acting crazy. P90X pisses me off now, I’m doing my own thing and it works pretty well.

So this day has been pretty long and boring. Lying around not as fun as I thought it would be, might go out and look at my car. See if I can sweep a little off of it.

I was thinking about making Spaghetti for dinner. Ummmmm. We’ll see no meat though grrr.
Nope not gonna drive anywhere, car is okay, but it’s cold nowhere I need to go/nothing that I really want to do. I would like some milk or some hamburger, fruit or veggies. But I’ll live. Spaghetti turned into a bowl of popcorn. I think I may play some wii if there is nothing good on TV. I better get good at something. A hermit has to have a hobby.
Okay well I’m ending this really long account of the boring day I have had. I’m going to pop the top off of a refreshing beverage. Watch a movie and call it a night.

Snow Princess

I am the snow princess. I live in my snow castle alone. The wind blows around it pushing snow through its door. I wrap myself in ropes that hang to the floor. Two tigers guard me and nap by my side. The only two beings to which I confide. I do not go out to wander and no one sees me, it is far too dangerous a journey. A prince came today to steal me away. He fought the ice monsters and the snow beasts to take me to a mid morning feast. There were gifts, tasty treats, laughs and love. But when the fun was over the prince returned me to my tower above. So alone again I lay and wait for the prince to decide my fate.

Christmas Eve snow = A White Christmas

Christmas Eve. Home alone. Not the movie, but me. Georgia is at her Grandma’s house with her family. Poppi and the Blondie are at home the Blondie has to get up early to work. Sad I know, the life of a nurse. I’ll meet up with them later on tomorrow. I baked like 8 dozen chocolate chip cookies for tomorrow; I also made this dessert called Sweet and Sour ravioli. It takes phyllo sheets to make it and let me tell you that stuff is funky to work with, yet soothing. These paper thin pastry sheets you paint with butter. I was really relaxing just brushing all of those sheets. It came out really good well I think it did. We’ll see tomorrow.

I’m very excited to get to watch the Santa Claus 3 movie I’ve not seen it yet and I have it recording on DVR. I love our DVR. It’s amazing. Mason the evil cat is sleeping on the chair next to me, he snores it’s funny. Leela Rose is walking around talking to the walls. She’s weird sometimes. I took a bath and now I feel all nice and clean.

There is this winter storm going on outside and well I don’t travel unless I have to in the snow and ice so I haven’t been out in it, but it looks pretty from the window. It’s funny but this will be the first Christmas in four years that I will wake up alone. It’s weird; I wonder if it will feel like just another day? This is the first time knowing when I wake up there isn’t going to be any presents or stockings waiting for me in the other room that just magically appeared. Yes I’m 26, but I still like the surprise of Santa. I wish the world actually did have a little magic in it. Or at least more miracles.

I’m beat, last night I fell asleep on the couch and I didn’t even hear Georgia banging around in the kitchen. Whew! I had part of a candy cane last night too and I woke up with blue teeth, Creepy man creepy. I had all kinds of Smurf jokes in my head lol!
Off I go to watch my movie and snuggle with the fur babies!

Merry Christmas Eve everyone! May God give you a safe trip to wherever you go and may you have lots of love and laughter tomorrow!
Night!

Holy corn dogs BATMAN!

It’s beginning to smell a lot like Christmas, all around our apartment… Candle, soaps and lotions. Oh my! Wrapping paper, ribbon and tape, check! I’m almost done! Now just how to get the places I need to go. We are going to get a lot of snow on Christmas eve and on Christmas, and well I’m not really sure where I’m going I think I have to be over at my uncle’s house at 7 in the evening, but I’m not sure. Give Uncle a call Check! Wrong it’s at 11. Oh well I’ll make it somehow. The Monkey Christmas is at 10. Just a few more presents to wrap, one more candle to pour, bread or desserts to buy and I’m good to go!

Whew!

So the other night Georgia and I went to see some friends and we played this game where someone sticks a post-it to your head and you go around the table asking yes or no questions to figure out who you are. For every No you get you have to drink. It was pretty fun. I ended up being Eric Cartman and Austin Powers. Good times, good times.




About a week ago Poppi and the Blondie got me like a case of corn dogs. I love corn dogs. No really I love corn dogs. Georgia and I had to divide them up into freezer bags to fix them in my freezer. Holy corn dogs BATMAN!

(Saint Amy of the Corn Dogs)

Also I would like to say that while shopping for gifts for my niece and nephews Georgia and I ran across a Baby Alive doll. We both had those growing up … but we know we were getting old when our wrapping probably said something like “she eats and goes potty!” to this …

One day at a time. Breathe Baby, Breathe. (or the Blog at which I'm drinking a bottle of Bitch)

Life is crazy ain’t it? Monday, Monday. Whew, well got my magazine out pretty much on time today. I don’t know if I told you but I’m in publishing. I’m an Art Director, and prepress person. I love my job. I love the people I work with. I used to want to be a doctor, I still kind of want to be, but that’s ton of money, school I don’t mind, $$$ on the other hand well it doesn’t grow on them trees does it? But I’m enjoying a bottle of wine now, called Bitch. I listened to the song Bitch, it makes me laugh all I think of is Mel Gibson in the movie, What Women Want, dancing around in his bathroom with painted nails and pantyhose on. I’m not a very good Bitch, really I’m too nice, unless you mess with someone I love then I’ll kick your ass, without even thinking about it. Really it’s happened. It’s got some bite to it, whew and it’s pretty good, my teeth feel funny.
I’m now listening to Michael Buble’s I just haven’t met you yet, again. Still love him. Makes me happy. I could use some happy now, been feeling pretty blue. I have faith, and a lot of it, but sometimes I feel worn thin. I think the Holidays do that to you. I know it’s a time for love and good will, but many of my Christmases have sucked. People always angry. And don’t get me wrong I love Jesus, and I know we celebrate his birth on that day even through I think he was born in March. It’s just feels like another creepy day where you are expected to be all wonderful. Well world I’ll tell ya now, I’m not wonderful all the time. I have BAD days, I know I don’t work a super stressful job, and I’m happy for that. But I’m mean and vindictive and selfish sometimes and down right moody. This usually bubbly girl has days when she no feel the love. Ouch burn big swig of Bitch. I don’t know I just get in a mood. I’m human. Ohhhh Home by Michael Buble’ just came one. This makes me sad, sort of. I remember that this is the song that makes me think of a lot of things. Home it means so much. The Blondie and Poppi are home, so is Mama Monkey and Papa Jack. Even sitting near these people make me feel safe. Nothing is going to get me. I am loved. Aww arms around you safe. Haha I just got a call from a pissed chick who hung up on me. Really?! You called me! I hate that I get funky calls from people, not my fault. Oh well I wish her well. It could be worse you could be me. You ain’t got nothing if you ain’t got love. I just did a little Stevie Wonder move, it was great. Third glass of wine.Ever notice that when you drink it starts to taste better? Bitch has no bite now; it’s somewhat smooth, like a pillow. I may go out with Georgia tonight, I need to go take a shower, or a bath might be nice, I’m taking my wine with me. Wow I really love Michael Buble, he’s singing Lost now. Because he is here with me and we’ll get lost together, I’m not lost. I’m going to have Buble Babies with him. Awe MaeMae cat is asleep now. Okay I’m taking my stinky butt to the shower. Ahhh warm water sounds good, oh oh with some of that soap that Georgia made, makes my skin smell pretty. Someone came right up to my neck the other day and told me I smelled nice. Nice. Off to the shower my friends!
Bye!

Sunday, Sunday aha aha

It’s a Sunday.
I’ve laid in bed till oh 2ish it was nice, MaeMae slept with me and then Leela. My watch cats keep guard of me. I love them. So things on my mind. Went shopping for my niece, Papa Jack and Papa, and a few of my uncles. Still can’t find something for my niece. Grr and have to get something for my brother. But then I think I’m done.
While I was at the mall I saw an old man sitting in a chair at Macy’s waiting for his wife to get done shopping, he was so sweet looking, like he once was a very handsome man, now his hair was white and his skin looking a little thin, but still handsome. I really wanted to sit by him and ask him how did he make it to this point in his life. Did he still love his bride? Did they still laugh or did they go through the motions? Did they ever slow dance in the kitchen? As I walked out the door and smiled at him his wife walked over to him and he smiled she also was white haired. She gave him a hand and helped him up and he took one of the bags she was holding. It was so beautiful, she helped him, and he helped her. Then I thought to myself, that’s how they made it to this point in life, they smile and laugh with each other, I’m sure they fight, they looked kind of mischievous. As I glanced back and watched them walk to their car hand in hand, I’d like to think they went home and turned on some Christmas music, Bing or something and had a slow dance. I hope God blesses them. They made me smile.
Okay here is the weird thing with me and handing things to people. A lot of times I send off a little wish or prayer with things I give to people, say I tip the Sonic person for rollin out to me, I send my tip off with a please touch their life, or let them have a good day. Some of them are a little stranger than that, but I like to think that God hears my prayer for them, or some good vibes go someone’s way. I send the Bees my love, I send the world my love, and I pray love comes back to me.
I just had a little dance session in our spare room, it was a lot of fun, no one can really tell until I wiggle a lot or do that think where you pull the bottom of your shirt up and over the neck of your shirt to make a little top (wow that was a long explanation) that I’ve lost weight it’s kind of cute I haven’t danced in front of a mirror for a long time I used to do it all the time in my room back home. It was so much fun! I did a little sexy dance, a little funky dance, a little I’m a five year old dance, made me laugh so hard, plus a great work out. I like to pretend that I’m in a movie or a TV show and I’m being taped so I talk to myself and act crazy for my life camera. CHEEZE! I feel like someday I’m going to get to watch my life’s movie, so I might as well make it entertaining, my proudest work of art. Maybe they’ll make it in 3-D. ahhhh! Watch out the crazy head banger hair is gonna getcha!
Goodnight all.

It's Saturday

Well its Saturday I’ve been up since oh about 7 this morning, I wrapped some presents, and poured a candle, I hope it comes out okay, its clove scented for Mama Monkey. The apartment smells really good. I’m going to make one for my mom and Nana and my sister in law. I think they will make really good Christmas presents. Georgia is making soaps and candles too. Her soaps are really beautiful and smell amazing. I have a Christmas today at the Monkey’s house, no presents this time, just dinner and snacks. I’m going to get to visit my dress! It’s silly but I really like to look at it, I kind of pet it.

The cats are being awful today, Mason keeps stepping on my wrapping paper, and he knocked over the trash can, then Leela and Mason decided to beat each other up and yell a lot I separated them and told Mason if he could sit still for a bit I would give him a treat he’s sitting on the couch next to me like a good boy, wonder how long that will last. Georgia is sleeping she has to work today :(

Yesterday I was shopping at Target and I heard a mom tell her kid, “You’re going to hell” Kid said, “I can’t go to hell; you said we still had to go to Wal-Mart.” Wow man, I’d be like fine, Wal-Mart then hell, we need toilet paper.
Another strange thing last night over coffee me and Georgia talked about when you have a naughty dream about someone other than your sig, like say work, or a club you are part of, and when you see them next it’s like hee hee I’ve seen you naked … sort of …

I think Leela just locked Mason in my room, she’s good with doors. Way to go girl!
I’m trying to figure out what to wear today, Justin’s cousins are very beautiful and thin, I always feel awkward around them, just self conscious, they are really nice to me. I just want to look beautiful too. I’m working on it, I’ve lost about 5lbs in the past 2 weeks with p90X and eating pretty much baked chicken, throw in a day of Chinese and a cheese burger and that’s it. Lots of salads, and no soda. So slowly but surly I’m losing it. I’m listening to Michael Buble’s ,I haven't met you yet. LOVE HIM. Yeah I’d jump on him; he sings and dances, done. He’s cute too I’m a sucker for the brown hair, brown eyed boys. I call them teddy bears. Monkey is pretty much that, his eyes change color though they have some green in them. I’m singing to leela, hold on quick patty cake game with the cat. Love, love love love love.
So now a little bit of Party in the USA, I don’t care I love this song. Me and “Patty” Bob’s inner 14 year girl, rocked a live performance in his office. I’m movin’ my hips like yeah.
I really feel like dancing! I want to go out and shake it, I haven’t done that in FOR-EVER well at least not at a real dance club, I dance everywhere else. The night staff at Hy-vee, gets a kick out of me and Georgia’s live acts. It’s not my fault that their slippery floors lend themselves to some wicked moves. Hey did you know I make them good girls go bad?
Well I’m going to go check on my candles.
Peace.

Update with Photos #4 Halloween

Halloween!

So we thought there was this big costume party that some of the people we grew up with in Auburn that were throwing and they reminded us repeatedly about it. So we decided to go, well we looked fabulous but when we got there everyone was in plain clothes! FAIL! So we didn’t stay, but we did run next door to take these photos at my mom and dad’s.
Georgia was a very beautiful and sassy sexy Red Riding Hood. I was a bar wench and JustAnUglyMonkey was a Vampire. And it seems like Red and the Vamp like to eat cats.

Folks this is what evil looks like when they team up... watch and see why

Vamp finds Kitty

Vamp finds that kitty is too much for just him, he needs a friend to help turn the kitty.

He offers a nice loaf of French bread to Red to help him turn kitty.

They Feast! Nom, nom, nom.

Vamp now has vamp kitty friend to look weird and dead with.

Red takes nice French bread and beats a bar wench.

Bar wench finds out she can now lay ducks.

mmmmmm duck

Vamp and bar wench fall in love ahhhhh.

Update with Photos #3 Ramdom!

Random!
Things that I think were funny and a trip to the auction! I love going to the auction we get lots of really neat stuff cheep! Georgia say she can totally see Monkey and I going to them all the time when we get old, and well on the way back from Oakland we found a really interesting sign….

I think this is a worm hole but Georgia said I couldn't run through it.

This is our BEAUTIFUL words that were up on our deck that they made us take down eventhough they had been up for like 3 years, evil new management!

um Monkey Aromor!

oh look... just what I needed...

Update with Photos #2 The Royals!

Royals!

I love going to baseballs games! This time we got to go to the owner’s suite. It was so much fun! Oh oh and I had my hair cut short by Georgia it was really pretty, it’s getting long again now, I want to grow it out for the wedding. JustAnUglyMonkey loved the big bobble head of Slugger, they had real flower bouquets that smelled amazing, and they brought in lots of goodies for us to have. We had some really yummy food and they had fully stocked fridge. At the end of the night a dessert cart came by and you could have Sundays and pies and cakes. I had a Sunday in a baseball hat!