They don't sell bras in McKinney, Texas

I saw enough bra-less boobs on Saturday night to last me a lifetime. I heard enough bad Karaoke singing on Saturday night too. Sorry to crush their Karaoke dreams, but they sucked. I mean I can't really bash them too much, it's not like I got up there and tried it. But, then again, I know I'm not all that great, so why humiliate myself in front of people I don't know? haha

One of my favorite moments from the night is when one of Josh's friends was dared to go up and stand in front of the "singers" and sway back and forth for the entire song. Well he didn't make it the entire song, but it was hilarious. He scared that poor girl to death I'm pretty sure. haha

Another moment is when mullet man and his 80s girls walked in the bar and were strutting around. It was a mullet wig, but funny all the same. I looked at Chanda and Mike when one of the girls went up to do her Karaoke song and said, "she's totally going for Madonna's "Like A Virgin." Can I call things or what because that is EXACTLY the song she sang. Funny stuff.

I had a good time socializing. I definitely NEVER have to go back to McKinney Tavern again. But, the people watching was the best I'd seen in a while. Firewater had nothing on this establishment.

Rebecca Lynn grew up in Carolina....

Bryan White. I used have the biggest crush on him. I was almost stalkerworthy. I was a member of his fanclub. I got backstage passes and met him. Decided he was an ass. And well that was the end of my obsession.
Today on the Wolf at 1:15ish they played the above mentioned Bryan White song. And it made me smile. Not because I love Bryan White or anything but because I am so different from that girl that I used to be. And I'm proud of that. The quiet, timid girl who would become all nerves around boys to the point she couldn't even talk to them. The girl who never spoke out against anything and let her friends dictate what she did and ultimately lose those friendships because she decided that conforming to their standards wasn't something she was willing to do anymore.

I decided that perhaps Bryan White was just having a bad night and maybe he really isn't an ass. In fact his life seems quite normal and happy. And it appears that he's singing again.

I am fortunate that I have the friends that I have now. Friends that allow me to be me. And when I have a bad day and say something I don't always mean that they can look past it and see me for the person that I am, not the person I was at that moment. I am a lucky woman. And a much happier one than the 19 year old girl that first fell in love with Bryan White.

Status: Complete.

Well, my passport is here. Deidre and I have chosen some places to stay along our trek through South Ireland. I'm interested in knowing what "power showers" are and why it seems to be a selling point for some hotels/B&Bs. It is now 23 days until we leave. And I'm ready to start packing now!

My dance classes are going well so far this year. I was excited about having my own 4-5 year old class this year. I was nervous about it at first, but so far I'm loving it! I had met one of the little girls in my class at Walmart of all places and she was looking forward to being in my class. She didn't enjoy her dance class last year, so I knew I was in for a challenge. Well after the first class she went running out to her Mom exclaiming, "That was so much more fun that last year!" Her Mom also told me that after our encounter at Walmart that she went home and told her Dad that she met me and that I had the same color hair as her. Us red heads must stick together! So, needless to say, I'm having a good start to what I hope is an awesome dance year!

Is it bad of me to not care about a co-workers vacation? I mean so what you were gone 2 weeks to Florida and I DO NOT need a second by second replay of those 2 weeks. I think I know every detail of her vacation down to when they took potty breaks. Seriously, all i need is "my vacation was great, we went to Cape Canaveral and Disney World then we came home. The end." Simple enough right? However, I'm a nice person so I've listened to it, so you better bet your ass that she will hear ALL about my Ireland trip when I get back. haha paybacks are hell folks.

Sick and Tired of being well you know the rest...

Ok so I had this great weekend planned....EYB on Saturday evening and then later Ryan Turner that night. Woo-Hoo I was excited. Until Friday when I woke up with a sore throat and a wheezing cough. By Saturday I've got a full out illness that made my voice one that would make Tara Reid proud and a cough that at times would cause me to have trouble catching my breath. So, Saturday evening and night were out for me. I tried to rally but, lets face it I was sick and felt like shit. You can't win many admirers coughing up stuff people don't want to see.

By Monday I still feel bad so I go to the doctor where I'm running a fever and discover I have bronchitis and a sinus infection. So $90 worth of prescriptions later it is now Wednesday and I haven't slept in 2 days and though I'm feeling better, I'm tired as hell. And I'm really tired of coughing. It's summer, no one gets sick in the summer. grrr.... The one positive I see is I'm glad to be sick now and not in 29 days when I'm heading to Ireland :)

Speaking of Ireland and the appropriate identification one must need to get out of America, it's now week 11 and I haven't received my passport yet. I'm frustrated by this. And every night when I go to bed seems to be the perfect time for me to realize I haven't received it yet. Perhaps that's why I'm not sleeping.....or at least some of the reason why.......The passport place says it would take 10-12 weeks, but you can bet your butt that if it's not here by next week I will start badgering them about it or they will refund my $1700 for my Ireland trip. (I know, yeah right) So keep your fingers crossed that I get it in time!