Questionably Fabulous

Just received this lovely email from my lil guy.  I miss him so very much.  BOB THE DOG……is so great!  My people love me to death!! The lady you gave me to is over the moon about me, and even her husband is too.  I am now officially a big squirrl hunter, it took me a while to hone [...]

Only due to the Questionably Fabulous customer service of Great Britain I finally have internet service. How long did I go without you ask? Um, try 8 weeks. Yea, two months! Those of you who still live in The States and you have to wait 24 hours or something for a switch to be thrown, don’t complain. And also, for those of you who whine about having to wait from 8 am till 12 noon for the cable guy, yea, shut it. Our electrician was supposed to come on Monday afternoon at 2:30, he showed up at 9 am on Wednesday. No call, no return of my messages…

(Just got an email from Bob… Here’s what he had to say for himself…)

A few pictures I took while out and about in London. Sooooo many Questionably Fabulous sites to see!!!

Was going to expand on my Highlights posting but then I had THE MOST Questionably Fabulous day yesterday with the most famous (see how British I’m getting) of mix ups. Two performed by none other than me but then directly after Bryan had quite the blunder as well. Crazy.

I’ve been just oh so very busy these last several days… I really need to write several blogs… Here are the titles I’m working on and some highlights from the last few days in London!!!

Yesterday was a splendid day – long but lovely. Can you tell I’m desperately trying to learn my vocabulary here? Last night I said “Blimely I hate that my flat is so small and I can’t get a mobile yet. And if I have to climb one more flight of stairs cause there isn’t a lift in the building I’ll be bloody pissed!” This of course was met with a round of laughter but secretly I was applauding myself – I gotta give myself some credit if no one else will! How Questionably Fabulous is that?

Went to the airport today to move to London. We had too many bags, so many that the rental car shuttle refused to take us to the airport…

Last night, my last night in San Luis Obispo, California, was ah-mah-zing. Great food at Chow, great friends who are practically family surrounding me, my husband at my side, a photoboth in the empty garage to document every drunken move… I am truely blessed.

Ever notice how women are much better at spotting things in bars? I mean, if you’re looking for someone, it is always a girl in the group who finds that missing friend. If you’re hunting for a bartender, it’s always a girl who can spot the open spot to order from. If you need a napkin, boom, a girl has located one and gotten it for you. I used to think that it was because women were more observant, but now I think it is the power of the V… And by V I mean, um, Virginia…

Today is Wednesday, January 6th and it has been too long since I’ve poured my heart out over the key board and kept up with this blog. It was once my dream to have this be my career – writing, making people laugh etc. And perhaps it someday will be, but for now I just want it for me. I’m going back to the reason I started to write, to chronicle my life with humor and to help me find my own inner fabulous. And I’ve got some stuff to get off my chest

I definitely do not like variables. I used to think I could tolerate change easily when it was unexpected. For example, if I was driving down the street and got a detour, I could handle that. In this situation it is clear that I could no longer take the route I was planning on and now definitely have to follow the detour signs. No problem. What I could not handle though is a detour sign that said “The road you were going to take is no longer available. You can follow our red detour signs but that may not get you to your destination on time. If you follow the yellow detour signs that may get you to your destination on time but you will need to pay a fine of $100. If you following the green detour signs then we cannot guarantee you’ll ever get to your destination but we will pay you $100. Also, signs along the way will change color and you’ll be put on whatever route we choose to put you on regardless of what you want or how you’ve laid out your day.”

Yea. I cannot handle that. And that is the way my life has been going recently…

A friend of mine was somehow sucked into taking a survey for some exchange student from the University of California Santa Barbara.  Don’t ask me how – perhaps it was a friend of a friend or whatever – I didn’t get the background story just the gist – which truly shows just how Questionably Fabulous [...]

Don’t walk in front of me, I may not follow.

Don’t walk behind me, I may not lead.

Just walk beside me… And hold my merlot while I fix my make up.

My birthday is about as Questionably Fabulous as could be! January 12th is, are you ready? It is Feast of Fabulous Wild Men Day! Yeppers it’s true, but don’t tell my hubby!!!

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A guy comes between my husband (leaning on the bar) and I (standing directly in front of him / to his left in the circle of friends) and says “Excuse me does anyone want a beer?” and shoves a dark ale into the circle. I apparently was the only one who heard him, but this might have been due to the splashing of beer on my sleeve. In any event I say no. I mean honestly, hello? College town – roofies, ever heard of it?

A few minutes later my guy friend and husband start to notice that this guy is hard core hitting on me and Bryan turns his attention to him by saying “That is my wife you’re hitting on right there.” with this huge satirical smile on his face. Then he swings his arm around the guy’s neck (my hubby is 6’3” and dude was maybe 5’10”) and gives him a good jostling. Half way being “cool” and half way being “knock it the F off”.

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Last night my husband had the time of his life. For those of you who do not know him, he loves fire. last night on his way home from work Bryan saw a brush fire and slammed on his breaks and came to a screeching halt in his Honda Civic at the side of the highway. He jumped out and I think if there were a phone booth near by he’d have run in and changed into some tights and a red cape. Tearing into his trunk he used the only things he had on hand to put out the fire – his gloves.

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This past weekend I had a classic GNO only it wasn’t the kind of classic as I wanted it to be. This Girls’ Night Out was anything but fabulous, it was strange and twisted and confusing and full of puzzlement. And I wasn’t the only one who felt that way, two of my wildest and most regular of mayhem causers were along for the ride and all three of us kept saying things like:

Is this really happening?

Where are we?

Are you seeing what I’m seeing?

And the real question we ended up asking ourselves is: IS IT ALWAYS LIKE THIS AND WE’RE JUST USALLY WASTED OR ARE WE IN SOME KIND OF TIME WARP?

I just had one of the most ah-mah-zing meals. Pier 46 Seafood (www.pier46seafood.com) totally quenched my craving for fish and chips this afternoon. There I was, needing a little grease and salt in the middle of the day so that I could drown out the sorrows of my rocky sales day and ba-da-bing… There I [...]