karajeboo
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Thought yall might enjoy this. True story.
OK, let me start by saying I really wish we had pictures to go with this but sadly we forgot our camera this weekend. We decided to take Ally to the beach Sunday cause shes been missing SC lately Im sure its PMS, but who knows.
So when I was getting my hair cut on Saturday I made the mistake of asking my stylist if she could recommend a local beach. Now shes a great gal who gives a great cut (yeah, Im growing it out so she literally only cut the length off the back - $40 please, thank you very much!) but shes, how can I say this, er, um, for lack of a better term, white trash. I dont think Id ask her to recommend anywhere for a romantic anniversary dinner, cause Ive already been to Golden Corral, but again, shes a good girl, just a little rough around the edges. But back when Ally had lice, she is the one who discovered it oh, horror of horrors and she was sweet as can be about it, giving me the low down on how to treat it, etc. I also found out that lice are a HUGE problem in Florida! Yippee!
So my dear, sweet, trashy stylist recommended Vilano Beach to us. I told Jeff about it and we decided to give it a try. Now Ashley told me to go to St Augustine beach, and weve been there before and liked it, but we wanted something new. So off we go on Sunday morning to have lunch at Harrys in St Augstine we had a gift card from Christmas so we were all set! After lunch, we drove to the beach, just south of St Augustine. We parked our car, grabbed our 76 bags of crap from the car, and trudged down the beach to find our perfect spot.
Spread out the blanket, set up the chairs, put towels on the chairs, lathered up with 76 layers of sunscreen, got the paddles and balls to play, pulled out our books, and settled in to read while Ally frolicked in the surf. Now the first thing we noticed upon entering the beach was how rocky this beach is. Most Atlantic front beaches are this way, but this was unusually rough, then got a little softer down by the water. No problem though, were only here for the afternoon, and weve got books to read. And Ally could care less if we were on the black sand beaches of Hawaii surf is surf and body surfing rocks!
Well, as soon as we opened our books, Jeff turns to me and whispers, have you noticed anything odd about this beach? Well, it turns out that its not so odd in Florida, especially Jacksonville. People here are quite comfortable with their bodies. Especially 350 lb women in string bikinis. Im not kidding. Or skinny women who are 350 years old in string bikinis, same difference! Im not sure if Wal-Mart does not sell mirrors down here? Nah, these folks werent Wal-Mart connoisseurs, they were double coupon clippers for the flea market. Im talking about marts that actually sell fleas!!! Yall do not understand what Im saying!!!
One of our first encounters was with Buddy. Right after we sat down, we hear, Buddy, ya git yer tail back down heah! We look to our left and see two men whose age probably totaled about 150 (or maybe they were only 29 years old each, but being the hooligans they were they just LOOKED like they were heading toward the light!). Oh, and total teeth between the two? 6. Max. So we look off to our right and we see Buddy, a big black dog, kinda like Bucky, but not as classy, if ya know what I mean. Cause Bucky is one classy mutt! Well, anyway, Buddy is chasing seagulls. Nope. Hes actually chasing the shadows of seagulls! And hes gotta be about ¼ mile down the beach by now. Stupid seagull. So Elmer, or Abner, or whatever Billy Bobs name is, goes chasing him down the beach, swim trunks falling off, butt crack hanging out. Nice.
Jeff and I cant say a word. Were just now realizing that Elmer/Abner/Billy Bob has a lot of friends on this beach. Everywhere. We felt like Biff and Muffy compared to all the Billy Bobs and Ethels around us. Words cannot describe this afternoon. But Ally is still frolicking, all is well. Jeff and I did not read a single page in the exactly 1 hour, 37 minutes, and 52 seconds we were there. We couldnt take our eyes off the dinner theater that we were watching. Seriously.
So Billy Bob comes back with Buddy. Now keep in mind that Billy Bob is with his friend, well call him Abner. At no point in the 1 hr, 37 minutes, 52 seconds we were there did we NOT see Billy Bobs butt crack, OR see him with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. And this includes when Billy Bob and Abner carried Buddy into the ocean to see if he could swim. Yup, Buddy can swim, but he kept getting tired, so Abner would hold him up in the water. Then finally bring him out for a break, and off Buddy would go chasing seagulls, and off Billy Bob went, butt crack and all, chasing Buddy down the beach.
Right after Ally was born I joked that I would one day wear a bikini again. So Jeff, being the sarcastic husband he is, bought me a string bikini that year for Christmas. Yeah, its really dusty right now. But I swear Im going back to Vilano Beach one more time. To wear my bikini. BEFORE I lose weight. I will be stylin. And maybe Ill strike up a conversation with Billy Bob and Abner. Or Buddy. Hes probably more intelligent.
Just another glimpe into our "glamorous" lives. To be continued .
OK, let me start by saying I really wish we had pictures to go with this but sadly we forgot our camera this weekend. We decided to take Ally to the beach Sunday cause shes been missing SC lately Im sure its PMS, but who knows.
So when I was getting my hair cut on Saturday I made the mistake of asking my stylist if she could recommend a local beach. Now shes a great gal who gives a great cut (yeah, Im growing it out so she literally only cut the length off the back - $40 please, thank you very much!) but shes, how can I say this, er, um, for lack of a better term, white trash. I dont think Id ask her to recommend anywhere for a romantic anniversary dinner, cause Ive already been to Golden Corral, but again, shes a good girl, just a little rough around the edges. But back when Ally had lice, she is the one who discovered it oh, horror of horrors and she was sweet as can be about it, giving me the low down on how to treat it, etc. I also found out that lice are a HUGE problem in Florida! Yippee!
So my dear, sweet, trashy stylist recommended Vilano Beach to us. I told Jeff about it and we decided to give it a try. Now Ashley told me to go to St Augustine beach, and weve been there before and liked it, but we wanted something new. So off we go on Sunday morning to have lunch at Harrys in St Augstine we had a gift card from Christmas so we were all set! After lunch, we drove to the beach, just south of St Augustine. We parked our car, grabbed our 76 bags of crap from the car, and trudged down the beach to find our perfect spot.
Spread out the blanket, set up the chairs, put towels on the chairs, lathered up with 76 layers of sunscreen, got the paddles and balls to play, pulled out our books, and settled in to read while Ally frolicked in the surf. Now the first thing we noticed upon entering the beach was how rocky this beach is. Most Atlantic front beaches are this way, but this was unusually rough, then got a little softer down by the water. No problem though, were only here for the afternoon, and weve got books to read. And Ally could care less if we were on the black sand beaches of Hawaii surf is surf and body surfing rocks!
Well, as soon as we opened our books, Jeff turns to me and whispers, have you noticed anything odd about this beach? Well, it turns out that its not so odd in Florida, especially Jacksonville. People here are quite comfortable with their bodies. Especially 350 lb women in string bikinis. Im not kidding. Or skinny women who are 350 years old in string bikinis, same difference! Im not sure if Wal-Mart does not sell mirrors down here? Nah, these folks werent Wal-Mart connoisseurs, they were double coupon clippers for the flea market. Im talking about marts that actually sell fleas!!! Yall do not understand what Im saying!!!
One of our first encounters was with Buddy. Right after we sat down, we hear, Buddy, ya git yer tail back down heah! We look to our left and see two men whose age probably totaled about 150 (or maybe they were only 29 years old each, but being the hooligans they were they just LOOKED like they were heading toward the light!). Oh, and total teeth between the two? 6. Max. So we look off to our right and we see Buddy, a big black dog, kinda like Bucky, but not as classy, if ya know what I mean. Cause Bucky is one classy mutt! Well, anyway, Buddy is chasing seagulls. Nope. Hes actually chasing the shadows of seagulls! And hes gotta be about ¼ mile down the beach by now. Stupid seagull. So Elmer, or Abner, or whatever Billy Bobs name is, goes chasing him down the beach, swim trunks falling off, butt crack hanging out. Nice.
Jeff and I cant say a word. Were just now realizing that Elmer/Abner/Billy Bob has a lot of friends on this beach. Everywhere. We felt like Biff and Muffy compared to all the Billy Bobs and Ethels around us. Words cannot describe this afternoon. But Ally is still frolicking, all is well. Jeff and I did not read a single page in the exactly 1 hour, 37 minutes, and 52 seconds we were there. We couldnt take our eyes off the dinner theater that we were watching. Seriously.
So Billy Bob comes back with Buddy. Now keep in mind that Billy Bob is with his friend, well call him Abner. At no point in the 1 hr, 37 minutes, 52 seconds we were there did we NOT see Billy Bobs butt crack, OR see him with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. And this includes when Billy Bob and Abner carried Buddy into the ocean to see if he could swim. Yup, Buddy can swim, but he kept getting tired, so Abner would hold him up in the water. Then finally bring him out for a break, and off Buddy would go chasing seagulls, and off Billy Bob went, butt crack and all, chasing Buddy down the beach.
Right after Ally was born I joked that I would one day wear a bikini again. So Jeff, being the sarcastic husband he is, bought me a string bikini that year for Christmas. Yeah, its really dusty right now. But I swear Im going back to Vilano Beach one more time. To wear my bikini. BEFORE I lose weight. I will be stylin. And maybe Ill strike up a conversation with Billy Bob and Abner. Or Buddy. Hes probably more intelligent.
Just another glimpe into our "glamorous" lives. To be continued .
To be continued
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G - L - A - M - O - R - O - U - S !!! Yep, that's my life! 
her body just did not like it, so she's now on a different medication and back to the doc again today for a check up. A sleepless night all round.
Hi everyone.
This is the 4TH one in a row for crying out loud! So here I go on a sulfer one 
I hung with the clindomycine for the full 10 days, so I had hoped that would be that. We switched back to Musinex D too. I got strict instructions to come back asap if anything kicks back up - but I just have to call in for a report in 3 weeks and hopefully they will call this case "better".
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I have had some English friends, so I realized everyone is not like that, but you probably know alot more about us than we do you "Brits." I think the word proper comes to mind - you know, proper manners, quiet, reserved, no sense of humor - very fair skin. How am I doing? 
