Just when I thought you couldnt get any dumber... you go and do this.

ALEXANDRIA, Virginia - Ready for the latest in spa pampering? Prepare to dunk your feet in a tank of water and let tiny carp nibble away.

Fish pedicures are creating something of a splash in the Washington D.C. area, where a northern Virginia spa has been offering them for the past four months. John Ho, who runs the Yvonne Hair and Nails salon with his wife, Yvonne Le, said 5,000 people have taken the plunge so far.
"This is a good treatment for everyone who likes to have nice feet," Ho said.

Ho was skeptical at first about the fish, which are called garra rufa but typically known as doctor fish. Ho said the hot water in which the fish thrive doesn't support much plant or aquatic life, so they learned to feed on whatever food sources were available — including dead, flaking skin. They leave live skin alone because, without teeth, they can't bite it off.

Ho believes his is the only salon in the country to offer the treatment, which costs $35 for 15 minutes and $50 for 30 minutes. The spa has more than 1,000 fish, with about 100 in each individual pedicure tank at any given time.

I knew my Dad used to drag us through carp on Utah lake for a reason. They truly will suck your toes off, or atleast the dead skin.

Getting My Nails Diddd... or at least that was the plan.

So, shortly after my wedding I RiPpEd off my lovely fingernails and decided to be an upstanding wife who is helping to save money. The first month, not so bad. But oh how I am missing them now. I forgot how much dirt, and other lovely items, get so easily lodged under your real nails. I feel disgusting. And people ask to see my ring and I slowly hand them my hand in a fist and they look at me weird. Because that IS weird.

So midweek I decided, forget this.. im getting a nail appointment. I deserve it! And Blake's response was "Well if you get them you know what that means...." I was waiting for a response like "you're not helping our projector/home/lovesac/future life savings fund." Instead he said "You have to scratch my back." Easy enough I thought! But that my friends, was before the guilt set in.

Today I called and cancelled my appointment for tomorrow morning at 9:15. The appointment that I simply could not wait to go to. I just cant do it, I feel too guilty! Blake doesn't even cut his hair anymore in attempt to save money... or at least thats what i keep telling myself.

Back to the subject... the nails will have to wait. I had a great idea in mind, see below, but maybe this is a sign that there is more to my idea. More items to be added. Until then, don't be weirded out if I run into you, and when you attempt to shake my hand, I stretch forth my arthritic looking fist of fury.

Our first Baby

Hello friends, it's been a few days since I've posted. I apologize. Guess I better get with the program.

With that said...while sitting waist deep in boredom at work today... I decided to try out a "What your baby will look like" program that claims to be very accurate. With a slogan like "60% of the time, it works every time" I knew I couldnt go wrong.

All I had to do was submit pictures of Blake and I from the ages of 1-21 years old, and this little humdinger whipped out an image of our first offspring. While initially I was excited to see such an amazing program, I now am quite distraught. Blake and I sincerely believed we would have intelligent, charming, beautiful baby pro athletes.

Instead we got one with a mustache. Maybe he can be a hand model.

Its Tuesday....

Happy Trails To Youuuuuuuuuu....

I finally have pictures of our 4th of July Festivities in Price!

It's a miracle.

Many exciting things happened while we were in Price, but at the top of my list, is my first fish catch. The first one ever folks, let me remind you.. I'm 24 and have the biggest red neck of a brother West of the Mississippi. How it could have taken me so long to achieve such a thing, I have no idea.

But I casted, I waited, and I fished-ed.

And I got 3 in one day.

First off, I would like to thank my country-lovin' husband Buck, for catching the ever-so-juicy and delightful fireflies and grasshoppers that aided me in this endeavor. Without his running around, hat-smacking, crocodile-hunter-fire-fly-catching ways this would not have been possible.

He just bit the head off that one.

I would also like to thank Mr. Bradey Wilde, for casting his bait right next to mine, in an effort to destroy MY fishing efforts. All the while helping every fish in the lake come near MY hook and take MY bait. I believe Bradey was fishless at the end of the day, guess thats what happens when you are hurting others and dont have the spirit. ;)

Next I would like to thank this gentleman. Whom i found in the woods drinking his own urine. "It's sterile, and I like the taste..." those were the only words he spoke. But i knew what he meant, and i felt it deep down in my belly.

I then ran into Mrs Audrey Hepburn. I asked her what she was doing in the woods, she replied "QVC brought me here." Im not sure what that meant either, but i did always wonder what she would have looked like with a hitler stache.

So as you can see... we had a splendid time amidst the Carbonites. We fished, splattered potguts, and 4 wheeled our little hearts out. Thanks to the Wildes for such a fun weekend! Here are some more pics for your viewing pleasure. And don't forget, if the trailers a rockin' dont come a knockin'. Or the tent.. in our case. Happy Thursday!

Wiiiiiiiiiiii-ner

So for Blake's Birthday, I got him a Wii. In which we have cleverly named the "Wii-Ner." (Shout out to Mr. Bradey Wilde... ha) Last night was our first night of this Wii-fun. I'm proud to say that I did beat Blake in a nice round of Wii-bowling, however he slaughtered me in everything else. Apparently the more brain cells you have, the worse off you are. Just kidding Blake. You have a lot of brain cells too.

Moving on... it's amazing to me, however, how hard these little puppies are to find. It seems like every time we are in a store, we never can find an actual Wii box, with a Wii in it.

It's Wii madness.

Now i have not played many Wii games, tonight we are on a search for our new Wii purchase, however i just cant comprehend how so many people want enough of these Wii's that you cant find one ANYWHERE. Except for Ebay for 500.00. Which i did not spend, i had my people talk to their people, and my Wii purchase was arranged. But for normal folk, it's an almost impossible task.

Then i came upon this picture, and i now understand why the Wii is MIA. Those Asian bass/turds have done it again. (Bass/turds = a fish turd. like a bass fish, it's not swearing. Rest assured all of my young cousins... whom i love dearly,,, and who are reading this nonsense.)

Somewhere One hung Low and Who Flung Poo are laughing at the ridiculous Wii-tards in America.

I'll still play my Wii, but i wont be as happy about it.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BLAKE!!!

My Dearest Blake, today's the day,

I hope it is the best!

At 2 oclock we will unite, and then let's get redressed... or un-.

Off to lunch, and then who knows,

I'll do whatever you wish.

Hiking, biking, blowing things up,

Hey... I'll even fish.

Today's your day, so live it up,

cuz it happens only once a year.

And in twenty years I'll look like this,

and will probably be drinking a beer.

Sike.

Happy Birthday Honey!!! I love you!