I dig 'em the most...

My peeps, that is... I really do dig 'em the most.  Love ya, mean it!  These folks will get mentioned repeatedly, I feel sure... so I thought I'd take a minute and introduce you.  Plus, I love their names.  It's a pure moment of witty if you ask me.  

INTRODUCING (said in best Circus Ringleader voice)... 

First, my #1 love muffin...

BigAC - My one and only someone, and the lucky man I'm going to marry.  He's a dreamboat, I tell ya.  I'm sure you'll figure that out for yourself.  

The Girls

Anxiety Girl (AG) - One of the BFFs.  She's rather amazing... Single, Mom, Teacher.  Oh baby.  Did I mention she's got a bit of a talent for being riddled with anxiety?  She's my personal super hero. It's a panic attack, it's a delusional worry-fest, NO... It's Anxiety Girl!!!  She worries and spazzes out like no other.  It's truly a gift.  We met in college through a mutual friend.  After we met for the first time, I said to AG... I like you.  We're going to be friends.  I was right.  ...Still right after all these years.  Two pats and a peace to you, my lovely AG.  ...and remember... the pats go ACROSS your chest.  You're not afflicted.

Tennis Skirt (TS) - One of the BFFs.  We officially met in 6th grade tennis class.  She thought I was a bitch because I had a tennis skirt (hence the name), and I hung out with some snobby girl.  That'll learn you not to judge a book by it's tennis skirt, I tell ya.  We made nice at the ripe old age of 13.  I invited her over to watch Robin Hood with me and my mom and we've been thick as thieves ever since (...get it... Robin Hood... thick as thieves... see... witty, I tell ya).  TS is currently pregnant and miserable.  Apparently TX in the summertime is NOT the best time to be growing tiny humans in your uterus.  Note to self... 

Boobie Talksalot (BT) - One of the BFFs.  We also go WAY back... all the way back to sophomore year in high school.  Time's fun when you're having flies!  BT's name explains it all... She's a list maker, hyper-planner, and Suzy homemaker.  She's the all-American future SAHM. She's also my fellow Food Network watcher, my cooking friend, and my craft-idea-go-to person.  BT is also preggo which is just plain nuts!  I'm surrounded!  How stinkin' exciting!   

There are more girls... they'll be added as they acquire names and earn a spot on the blog, yo.  

The Kiddos

Goldilocks - AG's kiddo.  She's 4, she's adorable, and she says the darndest things.  We'll explore that plenty, I'm sure.  If she could read this, I am fairly certain she'd DEMAND a princess name.  Good thing I'm the adult, and I make the rules.  Take that, short stuff.  

Cleuts the Fetus - Cletus is TS's future baby.  I'll rename him as soon as we meet face to face.  But for now... He'll be Cletus.  

TractorBoy - The first-born kiddo!  He's 7, he's 100% boy, and he's had a bit of an obsession with all farm equipment since birth.  Unlike Goldilocks, TractorBoy would simply adore his name.  He's also the proud owner of a pocket knife.     

RosieTheBoy - BT's future baby.  We just found out that Rosie is a boy (hence the name).  I'll also rename him as soon as I make his acquaintance.

The Pseudo Kidd0s (aka The Dogs)

Princess Stupifia - The yorkie-poo.  She's challenging, but probably the cutest dog on the planet, which is a good thing because I'm pretty sure she's a bit evil.  She's afraid of thresholds and doesn't like to walk from carpet to laminate floors.  This has proved to be fun since installing laminate flooring.  

The Good One - The Pughuahua.  I rescued her from the Pug Shelter.  She arrived in my home as a fully formed dog.  I'm fairly certain I'll never get another puppy again.  Dogs rule, puppies drool.  She showed up fully potty trained, knew her name, and could sit and understood no and off.  Pure Perfect Pughuahua.

The Lone Wiener - BigAC's... hahaha... you thought I was going to say something else, huh?  I crack me up.  The Lone Weiner is BigAC's contribution to our dog collection.  She's a Wiener Dog with an insatiable need to lick people.  She's also rather adorable... but they all are.  

In addition to these rockin' people, there are also newer friends that are rather awesome in and of themselves.  They'll get introduced when the time is right, so never fear if you don't see yourself here.  That doesn't mean I love you less.  I've also got parents, but I think we'll just call them Mom and Pop... seems simple enough, right? 

Ok... that's enough blogging for one day.  

That is all, 

SBC