Well this is it.  My first Masters trip is upon us.  Several people in the office this morning have said things to me like "wow - are you excited about going to the Masters?" or "You are SO lucky to be going to the Masters!"

So am I excited about having to entertain Mike at his every whim?  Am I excited about the possibility of having to clean up messy bathrooms that have been used by a bunch of dudes?  Am I excited about having to run full speed between 4 different houses to make sure everyone is fed and happy?  No. I am not.  People think I'm going to sit on a rocking chair on the front porch of some stately Augusta home sipping a mint julep.  Reality looks more like me hiding in the basement doing a shot of tequila to keep my sanity.

But there are some things I'm looking forward to.  Looking forward to our road trip up to Augusta with Frank and Selena.  That has "good times" written allllllll over it.  Any time I get to spend with them is always fun.  Then I'm looking forward to Selena and I being so deleriously tired that everything will be funny to us.  And I'm looking forward to grabbing an unused ticket for 30 minutes, getting to the golf course to buy sweet Pa Brill some Masters swag.  I'm looking forward to returning to the Augusta Marriott each night for some peace and quiet after very long days.  And the last thing I'm looking forward to is the drive home!  Looks like we might be driving through the night on Sunday - which is fine with me.  That just means I get home sooner! 

So don't bother looking for me in the crowd at Augusta on TV - but think of me and Selena often.  You might want to pray for us.  We can probably use it!

Jesus take the wheel!!!

Mwah.

What the What???

Well, here's something you don't see everyday.  A boarding school educated Brit in a parking lot with a hoover.  This picture doesn't suck.

GET IT????????????? Doesn't SUCK?????????  Vacuum cleaners suck!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Time for me to go home.

Queen of the Miscellaneous

Well, it's official.  I have the most random job of all time.  I usually have random crap in my office, but this takes the cake (mmm...cake).  I am currently housing the new street sign that will be used when we officially rename the street Golf Channel Drive tomorrow.  Does this mean we have arrived? Or does this just mean that we're in bed with the Mayor's office?  Regardless - I'll be happy when this event is over.  The good thing is we're serving cake pops after the ceremony. The bad thing is - I'm off the sauce.  No sugar.  RUDE!!!!

Best. Dessert. Ever.

The S'mores dessert at Crave that Brilly, Riggs, and I discovered this week. I think we should have a regular trip there to just have cocktails and s'mores. THAT is living, my friends.

This has been me today...off to take a xanex and enjoy my weekend.

The Countdown is ON!!!!!

63 Days to Go!!!!!!!

Listen.  Here's the thing.  I have no idea what I'm doing, but we need a blog.  I still have to figure out how to let you guys blog on here as well.  Any clue? (*coughsheeniecough*)  Also, I have a lot of work to do right now, but instead I find myself trying to figure out how to create a blog?  Good use of work time? No.  Can't help it.  I'm currently uninterested in the work I have on my plate.  What say you?