Maladies

For the past 4 weeks I've had health insurance...for the first time in a year and a half.

Since then i've had what could have been a deadly spider bite, a pulled hamstring, and viral pink eye.

None of which actually required me to go to the doctor.

But i take comfort in the security of things that I might not actually need. So I appreciate the fact that I could have gone to the doctor if that spider bite had in fact turned out to be the deadly sort.

But all that time at the doctor would have been wasted whilst i live this incredible life:

the most amazing group of high school girls you could ever hope to know

little rock dream center has my heart

no need to say anything more. picture = a thousand words

God Asked Me To Give Up Reality Television

I'm totally kidding. I just figured that after that after the way I ended my last post that I was totally asking for God to strip me of my love for reality television.

So far so good :)

However, due to my crazy schedule and the fact that tivo can't happen out in the country where i live (have i mentioned there's only dial up? only six thousand times? ok, good) i have a feeling that the fall lineup i've been eying with longing will have to stand by the wayside this fall. Something that i would never willingly give up on my own...so maybe this will be good for me :)

Speaking of good for me, I can't tell you how good this weekend will be for me...It's just been one of those weeks where i go go go...which honestly that has been my entire life since i moved to the country. But this week was that plus a lot of added stress. No need to go into the details, but i've never felt like i've earned a good weekend so much before. And that's what this weekend will be. Let me show you :)

If it doesn't rain, then i'll be out on this a lot this weekend:

And of course I'll be doing a lot of reading, relaxing, game playing, family chatting and drinking coffee on this :

That's right. I said drinking coffee. I'm not back to drinking it daily. But this is the one weekend a year that i can't imagine not drinking it. I'm allowing myself these three days.

Well, four. Because today I caved under the stress of the week and have already had a red bull and a coffee. But i'm just starting the weekend out early...that's all. I promise. No more coffee after labor day.

I sound like a true addict.

Just In Time To Be My Ruin

After a long summer sabbatical my favorite little place in Conway is resuming "Becca-friendly" hours. That's right people. As of this coming Monday, August 17, 2009 The Brewery will once again be open until 9 instead of closing their doors on my desolate working till 5 self at..well, 5.

Just in time for my decision to wean myself off of coffee. So...this should be interesting.

If nothing else I can always practice my high jumps in the parking lot.

Three Words...

Kris Allen Day.

A Good Day.

With A Parade.

Go here for the full video of the day.

No Hallucinating...Yet

Country music blaring, a loud voice declares "Ten seconds until the break".  Amber and I slip our "pit pass" lanyards over our necks and open the gate to walk into the land of the tents that houses the stuck on a truck contestants on their five minute breaks.  As soon as we enter the gates Amber takes off into a sprint toward the back where Alex's tent is located, to be there to welcome and help him during his short break.  "Wow. She's enthusiastic" I thought as i slowly loped past the first tent.  

That's when i realized she was more than enthusiastic.  She was scared for her life.  I figured this out while i was standing hunched over with my arms protecting my head and eyes squeezed shut as a blur of 25 green shirts stampeded past me with record speed.

Apparently i'd underestimated the enthusiasm of the contestants at the beginning of the event. I'm more prone to affectionately remember the contestants two days in when the hallucinating and delusions kick in and they are moving at a much. slower. pace.

Which, to be honest, is the main reason this weekend is so dear to my heart :)

Here's Amber and I reppin' Alex's pit crew. 

Also, i may or may not have busted some regrettable moves to a few Prince songs last night.  I can't help what this weekend brings out in me.

Today is when Toad Suck officially begins.  So...that means...THE FREAKS ARE MOVING IN!

I hopefully will be back with stories/pictures of some of Arkansas' finest.  Somehow i forgot to take a pic of the actual stuck on a truck event last night.  But i did get a pic of this amazing banner hanging right next to the truck.

If they are already advertising drug testing banners this is sure to be an interesting weekend.

You Can Find Me By The Big Red Truck

It's here.

My favorite weekend of the entire year.

A weekend that sadly i discovered after far too long of living in Conway without.

Toad Suck Weekend.

To tell you the truth, i could care less about Toad Suck Weekend if it were not for the one attraction that it features.  

Stuck On A Truck.

A people watching event that draws out the freaks and the rednecks from every walk of life.  I count down the months, weeks and then days to this every year.  Last year i even rearranged my work schedule so that i could spend more time at the event.  The days that i have had to spend at work during SOAT (stuck on a truck) have been spent closely monitoring the webcam that they have so thoughtfully provided for me on their website.  But this year, i just happen to have a three day weekend to spend at this gloriousness, and i couldn't be more excited!

And BONUS...I actually know somebody on the truck this year!

So the days of being the creepy girl that is feverishly cheering on somebody that she has never before laid eyes on is over.  I like to think i'm an actual part of the event this year! ( i mean i am...more or less...right?)

Hopefully i'll be back with lots of stories...maybe some pictures...or maybe, even better, some video of the weirdo's that are for some reason always drawn to me.

Kris Allen for Idol Just May Kill Me...

I keep trying to come up with a deep meaningful post for today that will forever change the face of blogs as we know them.
But all i can think about is whether or not Kris is going to make it through tonight on American Idol. I seriously did not think i would be this emotionally invested in his success.
My thumbs tell the true tale though, seeing as i now have carpal tunnel in my hands from all the texts i sent last night to 5706.

Lets see if i ever forget that number.
Or how weird the word "vote" started to look once i got into the second hour of voting.