Accounting Schmiccounting

I really love blogging but I am in the Accounting class and it is trying to kill me. Not just kind of kill me but Super kill me. So I might not be around till the end of November.

I listed three of the topics that I don't want to forget about plus, I also thought you guys could tell me which one you would like to hear first, I'm talken the second I'm done with this dumb class.

1. New Apartment - Pictures, and how I broke up with my old apartment

2. Price is Right - I heard Bob Barker say a really bad word. (Requested by Cryzl)

3. Kids are Jerks - Why I got in a fight with a cute little girl at the park.

So, what do you think? The power is in your hands where it should be. All of you are so smart, good looking, cool and stellar!

If I Were A Vampire I Would Be A Weekend

Back in August my stellar friend Abbie posted this on facebook.

I was instantly intrigued. What is a vampire weekend? Is it like a festival? Like a mini Comic Con specializing in Vampire fun? Would there be people like Edward there?

So, on all of those assumptions I said "YES! Yes, Abbie I want to dress up like a vampire and buy novelty fangs and get my picture taken with a Bella look-alike!"

What does that say about me? WHO AM I!?! later, Abbie clarified that Vampire Weekend was the name of an awesome band and she burned me a CD. (she is so nice!) We had a great time! read all about it HERE on Abbie's blog!

These guys seriously rock. SERIOUSLY!

Last Thursday Rhett took the day off of work so we could go to the San Gennnaro Festival down in Little Italy. It was the best surprise of all time! Our first stop was the Cannoli eating contest. Rheslie LOVES eating competitions! We love it! Is that too weird? It's just so exciting, impossible and gross all at the same time.

In six minutes the winner ate 13 cannolis. These were big ol' cannolis too, not baby wimpy cannolis, giant scary cannolis. Check out other pictures from the event HERE. I found this picture of the event on the website. Can you find us?

See how happy I am!

If you are loving this as much as I did you can hear all about the Coney Island Hot dog Eating Contest on Rhett's blog. I think I was a little embarrassed at the beginning of this post about how much fun I have at these contests but I just made the command decision to be a proud supporter of eating contests! Haters gonna hate right?

This guy is AWESOME! His name is Gianni Russo and he played Carlo Rizzi in The Godfather. He was so nice and fun and dressed like a dream! He calls himself the unofficial mayor of Little Italy. Plus, BONUS! You can look at his website and sign up for his newsletter HERE. You know you want too.

The rest of the afternoon was spent going around to all the booths and eating all sorts of fun Italian treats like spaghetti and meatballs, cannolis, and my two favorites calamari, and bruschetta.

YUM-O!

Oh, and Rhett played a carnival game to win me a stuffed animal. Isn't he SO romantic! It doesn't matter that he didn't win. I just like him for trying!

Please Like Me…I Have Pictures of Cats

I spent Labor Day hanging out at the park with people from my church, eating hummus and playing games. (yeah, no, I didn't play the games but Rhett did!) While I was there my awesome plus friend Abbie came with her family. I really like her kids for loads of reasons...just check her blog and look at how cute they are. However, sometimes Abbie's kids, Eli and Audrey forget how much they like me! Because of my obsessive need to have people and or kids like me I started laying on all the compliments I could think of. When that didn't work I tried giving them things to play with and when that didn't work I knew I had to pull out the big guns! "Hey guys, want to see pictures of my kitties?"

They were hooked. All I had to do was reel them in with awesome phone pictures. As I started the kitten show I couldn't believe how many dumb pictures of Whicket and Kelly Clarkson I actually had on my phone. It was ridiculous and embarrassing. I mean Eli and Audrey had no idea how pathetic it was so that's good, but inside I felt my inner cat lady creeping closer to the surface. All I need is to stop washing my hair and get a big cane that I can shake in the air when little hoodlums get to close to my yard.

Now...BEHOLD... The Cats! In ALL their glory!

(This isn't even all the pictures that were on my phone.) *Sigh* at least I will save on shampoo.