Tocheise 2009- Chapter 1

Shoes- Yellow: Brianne Flops: Amanda Purple/Shine: Merrie Zebra/Red: Me and Sexy Red Leopard: Jenni

It's truly amazing, the friends I have. Most of them i've had since I moved to Missouri at the young age of 7- or was it 6? In any case, a handful of us, whom have been friends for so many years got together last weekend. Fun was defiantly had by all, and we missed the girls that couldn't make it. We coined it Tochiese Fest 2009 and plan to have this as an annual thing.

After the many jokes about us wearing helmets for our night on the town, we settled for sippy cups and lays from Wal-Mart-

Friday everyone showed up in different times, we all gathered, got dressed, got caught up and went to dinner at Rouges where we had (i was the only one who ate dinner) great food (and the rest had appetizers.. cheap drunks anyways .lol.)

on the left: Jenni and Merrie (aka Lil Mer) on the Right: my huge face, Brianne and then Amanda's hand- not sure how she managed to weasel out of this picture... but i'll show her off in a bit.

Brianne and I at dinner- Not sure why i can't take a serious picture....... ever... but she looks so cute in this one!

We ate dinner, had some laughs about various things, such as the penis shaped bread:

Of course Jenni and Mer wanted to get a 'pre' wasted picture, posing wasted... if you understand what i just said.... i'm not sure i do!

The night continued of course at the Cat House- does anyone see the 'theme' here? when people come to town, I take them there... because of the BEST Bloodys in the world, and probably because the coolest people work there!Here we are: Amanda, Mer, Jenni, Me and Brianne- good times peeps, good times! We all hung out, the girls got to meet a lot of my new found friends here. Even a lady who carries Sugar Gliders in her purse ?!? weird! Three of them to be exact- and when asked 'do they bite' she replies in a drunk slurr "well.... yeah... sometimes" ok, i'll pass on having my fingers eaten off by a semi squirrel, even though i love squirrels.

Jenni and I had sparkly belt buckles- SUPER!

so of course, as the night leads on, the tongues come out, as well as the shots and fun is had by all, like THAT is any surprise. We can into Eric and Dave, our friends who play in 'Honky Suckle'- bad ass folky, blues type music and they hung out with us the rest of the night. Latty showed up, so did a few others.... we eventually ended up at the Tiki Torch, dancing........ again.

The night went on, and on.... eventually ending at my house where the guys played music for us until the ass crack of dawn, but those funny pictures, and the reason we have called this gathering Tochiese (toe cheese) will be explained to you a bit more, followed by WAY wasted and yet some what erotic pictures snapped through the night. I'll leave you with my all time favorite- my love affair with a beautiful yellow bike

The Color Yellow and Alpha Zooloo Four Ninner

Yellow, to me, is the most beautiful color. It makes me smile to see something painted yellow, it makes me feel extra bright and happy to wear it, and most things of the yellow hue are just plain cute........... except for the blanket of pollen in and around my entire house. I spent countless hours cleaning my house last week when I wasn't sick sleeping in the bathroom floor, flying around Tulsa in a 1960's Cessna, or... well... being sick.



This past weekend had been set in stone, chiseled into my calendars months ago ( i say calendars because i have like 6... mainly because i lose one now and again). The girls were coming from all over to spend not one, but two nights in my new house painting Eureka Springs Red.... and that we did......... Not all of them made it down- but you can be assured they will all get their own little 'story' on the blog accompanied by yet another TARD picture of me... I'm starting to think maybe the helmet thing isn't really a joke anymore, but whatever. So I've had the windows open for days, it's THAT time of year where you dont need the heater, and towards the end of the day it is just hot enough to make you think about the air conditioner before the sun sets and the cool, refreshing spring breeze brings sweeps back through the windows. The only down fall of this - and living basically in the tree tops, is that everything in my house is now covered in a thin layer of yellow dusted pollen and my eyes are swollen, itchy and red. What i need is an air hose to just blow the place out and start over again, but there can only be so many of these nice misty cool days left so i'll just keep fighting natures sex dust (pollen... what a boring way to reproduce).





Since I have a lifetime of pictures to catch you up on, I should start by flying with Mr. Tulsa. Until recently the smallest aircraft i had ever been aboard was one of the smallest 'American Eagle's' ever- it was shaky, nasty inside and i'm pretty sure the pilot of that plane had just graduated because at 17 - landing in Shreveport to see my Bio Dad- I was F**king happy to get out of that thing! I had and never will be scared in the air again after that. I've been on our company jets, which are posh and comfy, not to mention fast as hell and no matter how turbulent these trips ever get, I love it. I AM an adrenaline junkie and no i'm not ready for my intervention yet! :)



We pulled up to this small airport, much like any other airport I'd flown into with the wonderful company I work for, except there was the actual school... teaching people to fly (seriously, this has to be THE coolest job on earth) Mr. Tulsa, so smooth and relaxed strolled out to the little plane named Lou, seriously... it's name was Lou:

Of course i took a picture! Are you kidding, you thought i wouldn't take a picture of something saying 'Tie me down well!!' plugh- I think that should be my new bumpersticker! I digress....

It was a little guy, and I think Mr. Tulsa was wondering if I could handle flying through the air at 2500-3000 feet (is that right?? i think so) in something the size of my bathtub, but i can, and I did, and it was amazing!Now, what you dont hear when you're on a huge aircraft (ok, i've never heard it even on little jets) is the communication between the pilot, and the 'control tower' (i guess that's what it is?) Have you ever been listening to a radio station, and for whatever reason you think they are speaking English, but can't quite tell so you start to question your own ability to speak and understand the English language? Well, THAT is what it is like to listen to these guys speak to one another on the headsets. It's very appealing in a strange way, it's like a pure second language 'Alpha Zooloo (I can only think to myself about Zoolander- THE dumbest movie ever) Ninner yadda yadda' It was all I could to NOT to giggle myself out of the tiny plane, or tear said headset of the pilot seated next to me.. it was a confusion emotion I must say, in any case very sexy to hear that language... and apparently us 'civilians' are the only ones who dont know this language. Whatever- I like the regular alphabet A=Apple... B=Bambi and so on.
So the headsets made me feel like Britney Spears, but that just made me giggle even more. There is nothing more exhilarating than flying to me. I love sports cars (when i'm driving them) a 69 Camero would be the BEST EVER but a plane? nothing..... compares. It's magical, seriously... look at my glasses floating (along with my stomach... i love that feeling)

So after the floating glasses, and the stalling of the plane we had to come down... that which goes up... you know... must come down. Whoever made that shit up was a rocket scientist aye? :) Seriously i'm in the weirdest mood today, excuse my smart ass comments because i have a feeling this isn't only post i'll publish today. We landed, and Mr. Tulsa was seemingly nervous, but i didn't hardly notice the landing truth be told... ah, sheer professionalism! So we've made a deal, when I become independently wealthy in 7 years, he'll be my private pilot, on call... at all times, and guess what color of plane i'll have? Well Yells yeah- Yellow my dear friends. Maybe i'll buy Lou and paint him yellow? I like Lou!

I am off to prepare my face for society. I have to take the mini me to Missouri for Kindergarten orientation tonight- It makes me sick to my stomach to be honest. My little girl, growing up, scampering off with her friends, learning new and improved ways to finagle around rules, places to stuff things in her room when she's supposed to be cleaning or stories to ask me about, like the most recent one her dad told her to ask me "mommy, how do the babies come out of your belly?' To which i replied.........with the most serious face I could muster (her father waving happily as we drove off... jackass! - he seriously cracks me up with the stuff he sends my way) "The belly button honey, that is why there is a ring in it, it holds my belly closed since I had you" and she nodded, as if that was exactly what she thought and we went about our drive. I just wish she would quite asking me for a brother or sister just because 'all her friends have them'... and be happy with the furry siblings that share the same bed with us. I mean really... i think five of us is enough (two dogs, a cat, a kicking child and a bruised mommy)

Have a superfantabulous Terrifically Touseled Tuesday Ya'll! Cheers...........