Saucy Policy

This is the photo that triggered the hubby's comment that the HCBC girls were like the Seinfeld of blogging.

May I present the official Chicken McNuggets Sauce Policy which was posted in several places at throughout this particular establishment:


Sorry it's so small but there were surveillance cameras all over and I feared I'd be kicked out since they were hung proudly next to the "We reserve the right to refuse service to anyone" signs.

Chicken McNuggets Sauce Policy
6 pcs = 1
10 pcs = 2
20 pcs = 3

After the Storm

Things you don't often see in So Cal:
1) The absence of smog
2) Snow on the mountains this heavily saturated and low
3) Greenery in JANUARY


I'm rather proud of the skill involved in taking this shot while driving 80 mph on the freeway:
LOOK! The flowers are BLOOMING!!!
Wait until summertime and I'll show you what these hills look like pretty much year round:


No that's not snow, it's clouds surrounding the mountains...
And this is earth worm suicide (it's not my fault, they were trying to crawl into my garage and got stuck along the weather stripping):

I've Got Friends in High Places?

On Friday night, the hubby and I went to the second Garth Brooks concert at the Staples Center, which happened to start at 10:00 PM (aka WAY past my bedtime). I prepared by working until 6:00 PM, going to dinner with the hubby at Chili's (see, we go other places besides Outback), and having a little caffeine. (I should point out that when you haven't had caffeine in weeks, a little goes a LONG way.)

Please note our section and row assignment on my ticket:
In case you've never been to the Staples Center and are wondering where that seat is, allow me to show you:
Second to last row at the VERY top...
Almost in the corner...
Here's looking straight down (have I mentioned I don't like heights?!):
It was a GREAT concert, for a GREAT cause (proceeds went to the fire fighters and those affected by the wildfires back in October), and I had a GREAT time...even if it cut into my beauty sleep aka work recovery program.

Sopa Enfermos

The hubby has come down with flu like symptoms - fever, achy, nauseous, etc. (He'll have to answer all of your bowling questions as soon as he's feeling better.) He spent most of the day in bed, so I called him on my way home from class and asked if I could bring him anything/what he had eaten/taken. After assessing the situation, I promised to bring home Orange Gatorade, Tylenol, and "sick soup", which is the brothy soup with the tiny little noodles a la Lipton. (Ruth Ann, other moms, how'd I do?). Walgreens was on my way home and I figured they'd have all of the essentials.

They had everything plus my shampoo/conditioner which I was running low on (bonus!), EXCEPT for the "sick soup". This is what they had:

Good Luck and High Scoring

I went to watch the hubby bowl a tournament in San Bernardino Sunday which was sorta like a practice session for the PBA Regional that is coming up February 15-17. He'd decided that if he did well, he'd bowl the Regional.

Here are his scores after the 5th game:
His 6th game was a 242. (I took this picture after the 5th game because I figured the hubby would turn the sheet in immediately after entering his scores, before I had a chance to take a picture - I was right.)

Things to note:
1) He made a ball change after the second game. He also pointed out that at the PBA Open event that he bowled a few weeks ago, they only allowed a maximum of NINE different balls. (He'd brought 5 with him today - only used 3.)
2) He won 2nd place in the side pots for the 1st and 5th games, and the last block of three games. Yes, he bowled a 299 (stupid 9 pin) and got SECOND place in the side pot (someone bowled a 300).
3) After my ridiculous week at work and our various after work activities (it was quite a busy week), it was nice to spend some quality time with the hubby. Not only was his superstar bowling highly attractive, but I was reminded of just how funny he is. Example: As I was snapping a random photo, he commented, "You guys (the HCBC) are like the Seinfelds of blogging. (You find humor in random everyday things.) You just don't get paid for it."

Somewhere around the third game the hubby pointed out that they had a Dippin' Dots machine which translates to him wanting to eat some. I suggested he wait until he was done bowling. After he was done bowling, he made his purchase while we waited for everyone else to finish bowling.

Guess who won the tournament?

Mobile Blogging

This is going to be bad. (This blog was posted from my cell phone...and it's not fancy - all it does is send text/multimedia messages).

Congrats to the Hubby!!!

In what is truly an anomaly in the corporate world, the hubby is not only taking on more responsibilities at work, but is also getting extra compensation (as in the green stuff!)!

Yet another reason that his work is truly the greatest place to work on the planet.