Eva Update

As stated in an earlier post (What Santa Brought Me), I stated that I purchased an HTC Evo, which I have since named "Eva the Diva" (and she is a bit of a diva because she doesn't always keep my Facebook in sync, which may be because of the fact that I tried to kill an upload during the Cotton Bowl on Friday). So far, I do love the Diva!! However, I'm challenged on some of the uses and I REALLY need to go through my contact information in both my phone and my Google email account. As an example I give you the following conversation:

I comment on my friend Tracey's Facebook post "In true Aggie spirit, having Double Daves pizza rolls and beer! Let's go Aggies!" at the beginning of the Cotton Bowl. My comment was "Very jealous over Double Daves...but I'm at the game. :-)" So towards the end of the game and on the trip home we have the following conversation:

ABBA: So not so much fun being at the game. Andrea (I provided my name just in case she didn't have my new number.)

Tracey: Bummer why not

ABBA: You ARE watching the game, right?

Tracey: Nope. Driving to Austin (I should have known something wasn't quite right.)

ABBA: 1st quarter was great....not so much now.

ABBA: And now another turnover

Tracey: Remind me again how we met?

ABBA: Working on WK.

Tracey: Andrew?

ABBA: Andrea

Tracey: Andrew wk?

ABBA: Andrea .... new phone

Tracey: Do you know who this is?

ABBA: Ummm, thought I did.

Tracey: Welllll

ABBA: Tracey?

No response...I don't think I was conversing with Tracey.....

Tres Quinceanera

Last Friday as I was driving through Fort Worth with my former boss and The Queen on our way to Midnight Yell in the Fort Worth Stock Yards we saw a shop where they were selling Quinceanera dresses. For those of you who are not in the know as to what a Quniceanera is, check out Wikipedia for the information. I made the comment that I originally wanted to have a Cuarenta-era when I turned forty, and well, I missed that so now I was planning on having a Cuarenta-era when I turn fifty, but that seems like a long way away. So the Queen piped up and said that I should have a Tres Quinceanera for my forty-fifth birthday (3 x 15 = 45). I'm getting right on that planning, so be on the lookout for those party invites....I'll be expecting formal poofy dresses and tuxes all around.

Hermitosis

I know that this is going to be disgusting, but....

I have to admit that there are weekends where I have minimal contact with the world outside Casa ABBA and will, during those times, not shower and basically hang out in my jammies. I find, however, that after a couple of days like this I feel like I have that hermit odor, which I have termed "hermitosis". Sadly, somebody already thought of this term and is using it as their blog name for some film blog that they used to write (hasn't been updated since like 2009).

I know, probably more than any of you wanted to know as to what goes on at Casa ABBA on a quiet weekend....but admit it, you all know that once in a while you enjoy having a totally lazy weekend and "hermitosis" sets in.

The good thing.....a nice hot shower and a reason to get out of the house cures "hermitosis".