Internet, this is Hotpants:

Ok, so his name is not really Hotpants… but I can’t help it. My friend Hotpants (tee hee) does beautiful photography, snazzy viedeo editing and has written and assembled (he’s going to kill me because I don’t know the right word) several tv episodes from script to finish. He likes working, so if you have a project for him to work on, drop me a line, and I’ll hook you up.

Hello and welcome to National Lampoon’s Vegas Vacation…

We went to Denver, with a stop-over in Vegas over spring break. I forgot to take pictures. Seriously, with these new Google maps street view, who needs to even take pictures!?

My Vacation, brought to you by Google Maps Street View and the letter “G.”

Here’s where we stayed in Vegas:
The mall we walked around for a while, before having lunch at the the Paris Hotel:
Mmmmm. Chocolate: Must stop for chocolate!
DH’s only reason to visit Las Vegas, ever:
We stood around and waited for the water show at the Bellagio:

Then on to Denver:
This is where we got our rental car:
Where we stayed in Denver:
Here’s the art museum we visited while it was still under construction:
We passed the time by counting Fourbucks Coffee stores, we didn’t need to, Google could do that for us!

What’s next, is Google going to start beta-testing facial-recognition software that I can use in combination with Street View to take pictures of me & my husband on our next vacation? This is just a little creepy.  

Shamelessly Swiped from Sarah & the Goon Squad, Google Search terms that have led people here:

Pink Hair: I had pink hair for about 6 weeks. There’s a picture posted, around here somewhere. For some reason this is the most popular sarch that lands on my blog. DH just mentioned that he’d like me to get my hair re-done in pink. I’d do it again, if a coworker in the next office hadn’t just redone hers.

Had to pee so bad: Yes, I know, I know, I wrote a post about not making it home from the bus stop, but WHY are 25 of you searching for this or other related stories? 25 hits! 25, come on people!

Too old for Heelys: Never! Then again, I don’t mind skate-tripping down the street looking like a moron. 

TN-1 Visas+husband or systems analyst or Canada: You’re looking for the husband’s blog, not mine.

Cat Box/Ding-Dong Wedding Cake: Eew, why are you looking for that? Unless you are the parent of a 13 year old?

Side effects of Tequila: Well, this isn’t my area of expertise.I’m guessing that at least one side-effect of tequila is pregnancy, but I’ve never drank tequiila or been pregnant, so I wouldn’t know.

Some of my favorite searches are searching for answers to questions.
What does “bite me” mean?: How come I have to be the one to explain that to you?

What does dink mean?: According to some of the searches which I won’t get into, dink is just another of a million euphamisms for male anatomy… you do the math.

How to/what to use to break into a car/my own car:  This one, I can help you with, although I don’t see why I should.

What starts with Y and is a sweet potato?: That’s easy, you’re looking for the word “Yam.” However, as I understand it, yams are not acutually sold in the United States, so you’re really just looking for a sweet potato.

What is neener neener?: Any four-year-old could tell you this! Neener Neener is a taunt, usually used with “You can’t catch me.”

What is fondant frosting?: This along with about a million other questions about frosting flowers… I don’t know, I just started baking two months ago! I’d be so happy if my cakes didn’t come out looking like a nine-year-old baked them.

What do i get my newlywed husband for christmas?: Try concert tickets. Sometimes he likes ‘em, sometimes not.

Do I love him?: Why are you asking google if you love him?

Elizabeth Dink(y) email: Leave a comment, I’ll send you my email address.

Hello, my name is Elizabeth, and this is my blog.

I love blogging, I really do, but right now Life keeps happening. I’m back on the 4/10 schedule at work, which means cramming 43 hours of work into Monday through Thursday. The puppy, she must be walked at 5 a.m. before said 10 hour days. I have officially Never Been So Fat In My Life, which means back to counting Points, and attending meetings. Yipee.

I’ve been keeping up with my blog feeds, and looking for a few new reads (hint, hint, send me a link!). Thank you for keeping me up to date on Paris’ Odysey, because I would be completely in the dark if it wasn’t for y’all. *_*.

We’ve joined a “Young Married Couples” bible study, in part because this Dink(y) nitch I’ve carved myself hasn’t really turned into a social network. Who knew that shyness in person could translate to shyness on the internet?

I’ve been preoccupied with a buncha stuff that just doesn’t belong on a blog, and it’s hard to talk about everything but what’s on my mind. Life is just one big circle lately, I’m always coming back to the same emotions, arguments, and drama. Maybe I should just keep a diary, and keep all of my teenage angst to myself.

This stunned me enough to come out and blog.

that I want My Little Pony checks?