no place for a baby

Remember that time I was really excited to go the Atlanta Chili Cook-off?

Yeah, it was junk.

I guess I didn't realize how crazy white trash it would be.

I'm pretty sure John and I both contracted 3 diseases each from eating that chili.

When we got there 10% of the competitors had chili left and 75% of that was cold.

....shudder....

We had to squeeze the cold chili in to our mouths from paper cups (which John said were like little sacrament cups).  It was like eating spicy, bean filled gogurt, but not nearly as fun as gogurt.

John sampled some chili that he said tasted like gasoline and it made him cry.

Grossed out yet?

But then Bruster's came to the rescue and saved us with its creamy mint chocolate chip goodness.

John was in line for his ice-cream and I stood in line for some beverage refreshment.  While waiting in the line a drunkard came up to me with two Miller Lite cans in one hand and a plastic cup of another beer in the other.  He stammered, "You, you know what would be a funny picture?"  He put his fat beer belly next to my pregnant belly "THIS!" and then laughed and ran off.

I giggled as I was all alone, pregnant and helpless and subject to fat drunk men with beer bellies as big as my 23 week bump.  Where was my husband when I needed him to chivalrously defend my honor?!

See chili sacrament cups above...yuck.
I did end up using my vote for Team Ugly's chili.  Really their's was pretty good with smoked poblano and pork loin sausage.
Plus they had a fantastic name.


We probably spent 30 minutes in there tops and then got the heezie out. $30 bucks for one tiny cup of decent chili and an experience with a lush...hmmm, we won't be going again.


Now, I'm off to the grocery store today to replenish our supply of toilet paper and get some food up in this house (but no chili...)

Flash Mob in Kroger

Kroger in Grayson had its very own and no doubt first flash mob dance breakout last night.

We strolled down the unexpected freezer aisle and them shamelessly broke out in to a terrifically choreographed dance number. 

We are happy because we dance in the grocery store in an aisle all to ourselves at 11 o'clock at night.

We left bearing goods of Pomegranate Pops and Ben & Jerry's 'Everything But The...' ice-cream.

(a little picture of our new bedroom, we still haven't found the nuts and bolts to put our bed together so we have been sleeping with our mattress on the floor. no doubt they will show up in the very last box i unpack)

We exited Kroger in slow motion to the sound of "Chariots of Fire" playing overhead. (dun dun dun dun duun duuun ch ch ch ch...you know what i'm talkin' bout)


(Kroger always seems to bring out magical moments in our marriage.)

i laughed so hard, i gave myself a headache

Last night I had a "girls night out" with two lady friends and...my husband. 

He amazes me at how comfortable he is and how well he can get along in a group full of women.  Maybe its a sign for things to come and we will be blessed with 7 baby girls and he will live a perfectly content life surrounded by countless ladies.

We went out to our favorite sushi place and put a killing on some raw fish, rice, miso soup, and edamame.

I've been pretty down lately so I really needed a carefree night just to laugh and forget about some of the things going on right now.  I am so grateful to my friends and my husband for reminding me that its A-okay to laugh and BE HAPPY during hard times.

I literally laughed so hard I gave my self a headache.  

Now, that's some good laughin'. 

death by coupon.

A few nights ago John and I decided to take advantage of one of our precious coupons. We have to live by them now, ya' know considering the whole young, poor, in love, and married thing.

I was far too tired to cook and I had blisters on my feet from wearing a pair of shoes to school that I really knew better than to wear. More often than not I like to choose something fashionable over something comfortable or practical. So, I did not feel like being in the kitchen on my feet and this sweet guy...

...insisted that we go have a decent meal and count it as one of our nice date nights for the month! YES! So, he threw on his new threads that his thoughtful wife purchased for him, thoughtful wife changed her shoes, and we jumped in the car.

I had no idea this night would end in pain and misery. Bucca di Beppo is a family style dining restaurant. So, when you order one thing, it is intended to feed 2 to 3 people. John counts for about 3 people. He has been known to consume enormous amounts of food. He said that he tried to hide this from me when we were first dating as to not turn me off or away. I'm sure there were many dates that he had to go home and eat a second dinner afterwards. Once he broke a Red Lobster record for the most shrimp eaten during "Endless Shrimp"

(This is pulled from the Murphy archives. Here is the proof...him with the Red Lobster Hostess, in a lot of pain. Probably sometime in 2009)

So, now that we have seen what he is capable of, lets start this adventure. We started off with their homemade loaves of bread, we had two. Then we had their DELICIOUSALECTABLE (delicious and delectable) lasagna. It's about the size of a brick with a little more girth...

Then the true madness ensued. We wanted dessert and the last time we had been there we saw a dessert the size of our heads which was recommended for parties of 6 or more. 6 PEOPLE!! Not TWO! He said, "Lets get it!" I'm thinking, there is no way. I am already having to do the thing where you breathe deeply just to see if you can create room in your stomach for anything else... That is never a good sign. So, he convinces me and we ashamedly order and our waitress, I'm sure, was a little grossed out for us. The dessert arrived...

Spoons the size of our hands. More like shovels.

It was quite the edible task. But we DID IT! We took turns punching each other in the stomach on the way home when the other wasn't looking.

In other news...we got P9OX today.

I wonder how that's going to go.