just painting the bathroom part deux...

some more helpful hints from big Rhonda about painting your bathroom...

• if you don't have a little 4 inch roller brush - get one...the big ones are awesome, but the smaller one will get you into little places that you can't get the big one...
• a 4 inch roller brush makes a great microphone when neil diamond's red red wine comes on your i-tunes...
• for all the perverts in the crowd - we have a stand-up shower with two shower heads...one on either end...mmmhmmm...ahem...there are also two seats on either end...i had to stand with one foot on each seat to reach above the shower wall...don't headbang when metallica comes on...

this edition of 'helpful hints from big Rhonda' brought to you by coors light...

just painting the bathroom...

so we are painting the bathroom...the bathroom that is bigger than my first apartment...it's a pain in the ass...but i am here today to impart some of big Rhonda's wisdom about home improvement...i knew some of the following things...i thought i knew some of the following things, but apparently my brain decided to replace them with more important things...like 'ooh, that's a good beer, remember that'...some of them i learned tonight

• always keep a rag in your back pocket...even if you think that it will mean that you are a gang member or queer...chances are - if someone is helping you paint your house they already know that you are a member of the mexican mafia or queer...
• never move the ladder with the paint bucket or tray still on it...take the time to take it off and then move the ladder...unless you are planning on painting the floor the same color...
• paint from top to bottom...boob imprints on the wall just don't look as good as you think they might...
• if you are right handed - paint left to right...and vice versa...hand prints on the wall look just as bad as boob prints...
• put your holiday music in a seperate folder in your i-tunes...there's nothing worse than jamming out to some bon jovi and then all of a sudden here comes bette midler - white christmas...buzz kill...
• if you have the option to buy odorless primer - DO IT...the odorless costs about $10 more but it's worth it...i figured out that they take the odor out of the odorless and add it to the regular...awoohoo!!!
• if your spouse is watching the uk game and you come out for more beer and a smoke - leave them alone...they could care less that you just painted the dog...just wait until after the game...

if you have any other questions - don't be afraid to ask...that's why i'm here kids...big Rhonda lives to serve...

this edition of 'hints from big Rhonda' has been brought to you by coors light...

just cleaning the house...

every once in a while i get a wild hair up my butt and decide to take all of the books off the bookcase and clean the whole damn thing...even wipe down every book as i put it back...i noticed what an odd assortment of books we have sitting right next to each other...little golden books (pokey little puppy was always my favorite)...gay guide to the usa...diary of anne franke...dante's inferno...winnie the pooh and the blustery day (props to phil)...a book about pirates...a gazillion of amy's notebooks with her poetry in them...another gazillion of her school books...and some dr suess thrown in for good measure...but one book stopped me dead in my tracks...'14,000 things to be happy about'...it's a list of 14,000 random things that make the author happy...i had given the book to my mom a few years before she died with handwritten instructions on the inside of the book to highlight the things that made her happy and to reread those things whenever she was feeling down...so there i sat with this damn book, reading and crying and laughing all at once...with the dogs crawling all over me because i was sad or maybe just because i was in there way...i was going to share some of the things that she had highlighted but i think i'll keep those for me...i miss my mom every day, but sometimes shit like this just slams right into me and i hate it...just another reason to hate cleaning the house...

just...

blog...

just round one...

this one will be short and sweet and to the point...just got home from the uk women's basketball win over chattanooga in overtime...what a great game...so it's tip off to overtime and a few of us are standing up...like i do for all tip offs...the jackass behind us says 'why don't you guys sit down until there's something to actually stand up for'...if you can't see around me, which most people can't, stand up or shut up...now big Rhonda needs her beauty sleep...

just the best day ever...

i had a great time yesterday...thanks to everybody who came out and played with us...

just lucky i guess 33 1/3...

just lucky i guess 2 1/2...

enjoy this video from last year's festivities...

just lucky i guess...

so apparently i've been pretty good this year...last night the leprechaun came and brought me this...

here comes breakfast to help wash down this beer...see ya soon...

just my babies...

wanted to post a few pictures of my babies...i hope they make you smile like they make me smile...

and the crazy lady down the street just passed our house walking her goat on a leash...ahhh the country...

just my tattoo...

so here it is in all it's glory...

i love it...it didn't hurt too bad...curled my toes up a couple of times but it wasn't as bad as i thought it was going to be...i just wish amy would have gotten one too...like she was supposed to...

just gangsta...

so i got my first tattoo today...i'll post pics once it's not swollen and red and gross...until then, enjoy this tattoo...

just another day at the office...

uk and lsu game is on right now...this is how my wife is watching it...in her office...not at home, at work...while the rest of us are working...well, i was before i started blogging...managers have it so easy...

just a game...

so let me start with a disclaimer...i'm not from kentucky...i wasn't raised watching uk men's basketball...sorry to the men's basketball fans, don't think less of me...so let's talk basketball...i don't care for men's basketball...i played basketball in highschool...i'm a huge fan of uk women's basketball...i'm a season ticket holder...i don't care for men's basketball...it's a totally different game...but since i wasn't raised in kentucky i don't bleed blue...i don't understand it...i was a military brat so i didn't live anywhere for more than 4 years and didn't ever develop a strong following for any sports team...but come on...i don't want them to lose but i just don't want to hear about it anymore...every conversation at work somehow turns into something that gillispie said or patterson did on the court...no, it's just a bottle of shampoo, it has nothing to do with basketball...don't get me wrong...i'm a uk fan...no matter what sport, i want them to be the best...not because i went to uk, because i didn't...but because for once in my life i have lived somewhere long enough to have a team to root for...but i hate that 2 years ago gillispie was the second coming of christ and now it's time for him to go....the other day our warehouse manager said that gillispie was an embarresment to uk becuase he didn't show the spirit that was uk...well the last game that amy made me watch, the uk fans were booing when we were down and let georgia score...does that really show the spirit of uk...i kinda think not...

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just a beer...

obama had a beer...

so i'm back in the warehouse today and there's a call in show on talk radio about obama having a beer at an nba game...there's seems to be some sort of backlash for this...ok - i'm not a political person...i'm not even that smart sometimes when it comes to current events...but i love obama...of course, i think that corky from life goes on is a step up from the previous douchebag...sorry - mr douchebag...and we all know how i feel about beer...beer is my friend...so it makes me happy to see our president enjoying a cold one while watching a game...call me crazy, but i want a president who drinks occasionally in public, who has a poker game once a month, who makes his kids eat all of their dinner because there are starving children in china, who laughs at reruns of hogan's heroes on tvland...because that's what the rest of us do...

just st patty's day...

so one week from now i will be 7 hours into the 3rd annual st patty's day at the pub with dad...what started out as a drunken conversation with pops 'hey, you know what we should do'...turned into 'you get the hotel room and i'll pick you up at 7:15 in the morning'...that's right 'AM'...my dad always taught me that if you are going to do something, do it right...so we spend ALL DAY at the pub...i know it sounds ridiculous, but spending a full day at a bar on st patty's day is actually alot of fun...there's the green beer...there's the great food...there's the guy who comes in at 9 in the morning, does a shot, chugs a beer and then heads off to work...there's the completely drunk guy who shows up with his girlfriend and devours a pizza like he's never seen food(sorry mr johnson)...there's the great conversations you get to have with complete strangers who just have to stop by and say hi because we look like we are having so much fun, and we are...there's all that time spent with your dad and hearing stories that you've never heard before...i could go on and on and on and on...just come out and see for yourself...you'll be able to find us, trust me...

just another monday night...

my wife taught me along time ago that you don't email when you are drunk...along those same lines - you don't blog when you are drunk...

just wiiing along...

so we got a wii...with the sports package and wii fit...you can play doubles tennis with the wii sports package...it's pretty fun...you can either play against the wii (which we have named wiizy) or against each other...right now i'm getting my ass kicked but i'm getting better...the wii fit part is pretty cool too...you stand on a pad and tell wiizy how tall and old you are...then she weighs you and tells you that you are fat...then you can do yoga or strength training or aerobics...they also have 'games' to help with your balance...one is where you stand in a soccer goal while kids kick soccer balls at you and you have to lean left or right to head the ball...but intertwined
with the balls are shoes that you have to dodge...why kids gotta throw shoes at a fat chick???