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Life with Capt Wonderful and His Apprentice!Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12561707287588523156noreply@blogger.comBlogger107125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286706266447272045.post-67912511453738925472011-01-18T17:22:00.000-06:002011-01-18T17:22:10.115-06:00<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Happy New Year...Stay Tuned...Content coming soon...promise!</span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12561707287588523156noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286706266447272045.post-58811650822421880662010-12-30T15:01:00.002-06:002010-12-30T15:01:59.810-06:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ6MUke6PFwLOGl3UtZ3usrusRlRLlfRZPfnCgC1xfNqhanVCKMf3LT5q_5SU1vJe2Bycojgv3kUrEeiliwg4NwuBETO-Y5Rs9d52MfZiRRU6FRM5x3WFGhxJQdKdhsA6fTEMNHiBjnyQ6/s1600/163714_134721006589858_100001558770663_196530_7170387_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="296" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ6MUke6PFwLOGl3UtZ3usrusRlRLlfRZPfnCgC1xfNqhanVCKMf3LT5q_5SU1vJe2Bycojgv3kUrEeiliwg4NwuBETO-Y5Rs9d52MfZiRRU6FRM5x3WFGhxJQdKdhsA6fTEMNHiBjnyQ6/s400/163714_134721006589858_100001558770663_196530_7170387_n.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">So we were watching TV (reality, of course) the other night and I asked Chris if he thought she was pretty and he said "No, her lips are too big". Her lips...really?</span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12561707287588523156noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286706266447272045.post-32351978907609202242010-11-11T11:25:00.002-06:002010-11-11T11:25:55.876-06:00AMAZING!!!! I am addicted to this!<object height="385" width="480"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Us-TVg40ExM?fs=1&hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Us-TVg40ExM?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12561707287588523156noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286706266447272045.post-67203204761226098042010-11-09T13:08:00.001-06:002010-11-09T13:09:57.371-06:00<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">This weekend was mine and Captain Wonderful’s Happy Anniversary! Years ago, having our wedding on Opening Weekend seemed like a great idea because it was SO much cheaper to get married in the Hill Country on this particular weekend….hmmmm…..probably because everyone else in the Hill Country was at the DEER LEASE since it was ummm…OPENING WEEKEND. In honor of this special day I thought I would share with you the events of what transpired on our wedding night. Don’t get crazy people, this isn’t Showtime After Dark here (or Big Brother!)…..</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">After we had wined and dined ourselves and our guests at our reception, and let me stress WINED and WINED and WINED more then dined here, we headed back to our room for a very planned out romantic evening. Waiting in our room, our very rustic room with <strong><u>cedar plank walls</u></strong> (that things stick to) and breathtaking Guadalupe River views were candles, and strawberries, champagne…and the wedding night <strike>contraption</strike> /contortionists costume lingerie I had so genius-ly picked out to wear. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">So we get back to the room and it was so prettily decorated and romantic and we had some champagne and talked some (ahem…) and I excused myself to the restroom to complete my <strike>stunt</strike> change. Needless to say, after I stripped out of my dress and the bajillions of straps and bungie chords underneath (I was reminded of the scene in National Lampoons Christmas vacation, when they take the straps off that Christmas tree and it busts out every window in the house, yep that scene.) I took a look at what I had picked out for my wedding night "attire" and thought “Seriously…A.) was I drinking the day I bought this…? B.) Guess my other personality was in charge that day, you know the one that things I'm made of rubber and weigh 90 pounds and used to be a stripper. (I hate her)!." So <strike>17</strike> 1 hours later I emerg in all my glory sweating, huffing, panting, hair all crazy to find Captain Wonderful….<strike>chomping at the bit like it was Christmas morning</strike> passed SMOOTH OUT. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Well my 1st thought was “Oh Hell to the No…” and then my 2nd thought was “Can't breath...need more air then I'm getting..." And then my 3rd thought was…”I love my sister for sending this plate of reception food to our room…” And then my 4th thought was “Guess, I should wash these down with a little more champagne…” And then my 5th thought was..”Yummm, Champagne..." And then my 6th thought was "zzzzzzz." </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">In the morning, I did have a vague recollection that apparently at some point in the night Captain Wonderful had woken up and appreciated all of my effort. As I was thinking about this I opened my eyes and the 1st thing I saw when I looked up over the bed…onto the cedar plank walls…above our heads....that things (lacy things) stick to…was…. Yep. It sho was. And that was the 1st point in the new game called marriage. One for me :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Happy Anniversary Honey. Years and years of pure wedded bliss :) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">My husband went as what else....drumroll.......Captain Wonderful!</span><br />
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</div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12561707287588523156noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286706266447272045.post-83851895130235792912010-10-14T12:43:00.000-05:002010-10-14T12:43:33.918-05:00Reasons I know God is NOT a woman....<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">This list is for all the feminists out there who actually think God is a female. No WAY Jose. Or I guess I should say No way Josefina.</span><br />
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<ol><li><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Periods (and not the kind at the end of the sentence)</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Morning sickness</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Stretchmarks</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">PMS</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Menopause</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Vericose veins</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Slime in the ice machine (aka ovulation)</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Bikini lines</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Cellulite</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Childbirth (I mean the size of a kids head and the size of other "areas" don't exactly match up...</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Pap Smears</span></li>
</ol><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I'm just saying....</span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12561707287588523156noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286706266447272045.post-55637042714260787752010-10-09T12:52:00.003-05:002010-10-09T12:52:55.278-05:00<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Note to Capt Wonderful: You should buy a calendar. On that calendar every month should be a week with red X's. During that week you should def use your NICE VOICE when you talk to your wife and "ok honey" and "whatever YOU say honey" should be said ALOT. Just trying to help you out...honey.</span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12561707287588523156noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286706266447272045.post-23406897115768492010-10-09T12:52:00.000-05:002010-10-09T12:52:10.718-05:00Demerits for AbsenteeismShame Shame Shame....know, I know , I know....I've been absent. But never fear, deer season is around the corner and I will have bookoos of free time to catch up. In the meantime, I've hooked this sucker up to update with my facebook status's to entertain you all until then. <br />
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Sarijane :)Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12561707287588523156noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286706266447272045.post-75122448568217163152010-09-09T12:13:00.000-05:002010-09-09T12:13:19.774-05:00Captain Wonderful....<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">So I think I finally found a spot for the laundry basket so that Captain Wonderful's clothes actually make it into basket.....next I will be installing a shoe rack underneath the window. Deocrating smecorating...</span><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">CW: "You need to tell Aunt Sari what you did...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Nephew: "Uuummm...I crapped on the porch..."</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Me: "What"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">CW: " You heard him"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Me: "What...?"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Me: "Why??"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Nephew: "Because I didn't wanna sit on the toilet and I didn't wanna go in my pants"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Me: "Wow."</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Me: (to Capt Wonderful) "If I have to clean up the dogshit you should have to clean up the kidshit"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Also had <strike>1700 hours of Tivo to watch</strike> lots and lots of important stuff to do around the house. AND I haven't had a glass of wine ALL week (hello...it's wednesday people...wtf.) And although my kidneys and liver are blissfully peaceful, my nerves have started to hum "Sometimes, you wanna go, where everybody knows your name...and they're always glad you came...so I have decided today shall be Bring On The Wine Wednesday (Captain Wonderful is SUPER excited!). </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Sincerely,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I'm not an alcoholic I just like to drink alot and often, Texas</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">P.S. - Captain Wonderful put a HUGE chink in the Apprentice's social calendar by making him come home and mow this afternoon. I just looked out the window and have now solved the mystery of those weird symbols that appear in fields that people think are from martians. They're not, they're from pissed off teenagers on riding lawnmowers. Should make for a fun evening come 5:30....better get started on that wine asap...if Big Brother wasn't on I'd go hide in the shed with a book and a flashlight..and the bottle.</span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12561707287588523156noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286706266447272045.post-80894119826578576182010-07-17T13:43:00.000-05:002010-07-17T13:43:57.440-05:00Intervention anyone?<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">So I was packing my bag for the car for the <strike>17 hour</strike> 5 hour trip to Garner and realized that I have <strike>a major freaking</strike> somewhat of a problem....</span><br />
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-5 On The Vine Tomatoes (you can use Roma Tomatoes instead but will probably need to add more since they are smaller)<br />
-1/4 large white onion - diced<br />
-1/2 entire head of garlic - peeled and diced<br />
-2 large jalapenos or 3 small/medium<br />
-1/2 bunch cilantro (leaves only)<br />
-2 limes<br />
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1. Take the guts out of your tomatoes and dice (I put these into a bowl and then strained the juice back into the pico since I like mine "soupier"<br />
2. Remove the seeds and the veins from the jalapenos and dice these<br />
3. Add the remaining ingredients, the juice from the limes and salt and pepper to taste. It's best if you cover and refrigerate. The longer it melds together the better it is. I made mine in the morning and let it sit all day while we were at the river and it was perfect by the time we got back!<br />
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Here's what ya need:<br />
1 cup each: diced carrot, corn, peas<br />
1/2 cup chopped onion<br />
Handful of cilantro<br />
1 can Rotel tomatoes with green chilis (drained)<br />
Couple cloves of garlic-chopped<br />
2 tbsp olive oil or butter for sauteing your vegetables<br />
3 packages of instant Spanish Rice<br />
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Directions: <br />
<ol><li>Prepare your rice according to directions. Set aside for later.</li>
<li>Add the olive oil to your skillet over med high heat. Once it's heated through add all of your vegtables and the drained can of Rotel tomatoes and saute until vegatables are tender. (I drained the juice from the Rotel into my prepared Spanish Rice that was set aside, just to give it a little extra flavor)</li>
<li>Once your vegetables are cooked add them to your Spanish Rice and stir until well mixed.</li>
<li>That's it. When you're read to serve them, put the pan in the oven on 350 degrees until heated through and call it a fiesta!</li>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Anywho - these were the observations I walked away with:</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">A.) If you are going to fight with bright pink hair you should at least dye your roots the day of the fight</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">B.) I think that Biff from Back to the Future made a pretty smart career choice to leave the BTTF franchise and get into UFC. I mean they all went downhill after the 1st one. I'm just saying....</span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12561707287588523156noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286706266447272045.post-87365800316780549002010-07-05T14:16:00.001-05:002010-07-05T14:22:37.393-05:00Stop the press....<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Holy $hit....I am at the movies seeing Grown Ups with....(drumroll) ....Captain Wonderful. I think the last movie we saw together was The Waterboy. Yay for hangovers (and Adam Sandler I guess) .</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Caution - watch for flying pigs.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">P.S. - went to a very fun party in the neighborhood that has drawn me to the conclusion that just like Trix, blow up waterslides, are for kids! </span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12561707287588523156noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286706266447272045.post-29980901967648978582010-06-30T19:18:00.000-05:002010-06-30T19:18:45.916-05:00I heart Jen Lancaster<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">And this is why. I was reading her blog and freakin cracked up (yet again). Please note that I'm not the one saying the "f-bomb" I'm only condoning it and perpuating it so on the great sin-o-meter that's defintely not as bad. I hope this is not some kind of copyright infringement ....that's probably higher on the sin-o-meter. This is completely her quote from her blog, her work, her potty mouth, her everything. Oh and <a href="http://www.jennsylvania.com/jennsylvania/2010/06/whats-in-your-beach-bag-yet-another-sequel-misc-edition.html"><strong>here's a link to the original (again, hers, not mine).</strong></a> C.Y.A anyone?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">From her blog:</span><br />
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<strong><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Someone sent me a tweet along the lines of, "Sigh... I long for the days when your summer reading suggestions weren't about cross-promotion."</span></em></strong><br />
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<strong><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Oh. Really.</span></em></strong><br />
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<strong><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">My initial response was to tweet back, "Sigh... and go fuck yourself with a very sharp, cross-promotional stick," but I've been trying to conduct myself in a more professional, less profane (possibly less psychotic) manner.</span></em></strong><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaaa! Can't....even...take......it. Oh and let me just tell you one thing, I will def be purchasing all of said cross promotional reading suggestions. Well, maybe not the zombie ones since I am an A-#1 chicken and won't make it through deer season this year when my hubby is gone every weekend. But the other suggestions, it's on like donkey kong. Oh, and all you internet crazies don't get any bright ideas about trying to stalk me when I'm home alone every weekend in deer season....because I have schnauzers....mean ones.....and guns....and...lots of other stuff.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Yes it's a cookbook AND Yes it's by Teresa from Real Housewives of New <strike>Joisey</strike> Jersey. Make sooommmmee noise partay people and let the fist pumping begin....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Addio bella!</span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12561707287588523156noreply@blogger.com0