If I Ran the Zoo

Hello everyone! Yes, I am still in TX and yes it is still hot AF. No sign of fall here. I miss that even though I know it's still hot in STL.

Two Topics Today: the post title and Gatorfest. 

First. I decided that the world needs a light satirical book about my therapy thoughts. Therefore I think I shall become Dr. K. Boose. That is a PhD, mind you. Not an OTD because I don't want one of those. The pictured book title came to me because I was thinking "If I were the rehab director"... Thus a vision was born. Here are some titles I'd like to run by you. 

• If I Ran the Rehab Dept...
• The Snitches (Get Stitches)
• Harriet Hears a HIPAA Violation!
• How the Government Stole My Paycheck
• One Dish Two Dish Puree Dish Ensure
• Myrtle the Girdle
• Did I Ever Tell You How You HAVE to Do Therapy Today? 
• There's a Gait Belt in My Pocket! 
• Oh! The Many Ways You'll Fall (If You Don't Get Your Butt Down the Hall)

Second. Gatorfest. A couple weeks ago my COTA's and I hatched a plan (pun intended) to go to Gatorfest as B and I are both not from Texas and our curiosity piqued. (By the way, I feel like you're either from Texas or just 'not from Texas'). The suspension mounted until Saturday when the day finally dawned and thankfully no more rain! Muddy grass and Texas-sized mosquitoes to be expected. 

Gatorfest is held annually in the town of Anahuac, TX, outside Port Arthur on the way to Houston. It was pretty much everything it sounds like. We paid to park in muddy grass and took a school bus shuttle to the actual festival site. It was like a field trip but with alcohol. Anyway. All our crew met up for food, beverages, and gator conversation. B and I both tasted gator-on-a-stick (and no, it is not a baby alligator as I envisioned)- both concluded we weren't dying to try any more than that. It's like chicken but a little more rubbery. I had a steak kabob which was divine and later a chocolate dipped cheesecake!!! It gave me nostalgia of the Muny ones but like 3x bigger. 

By the way, we were all way over-dressed. Also, definitely some ignorant folks there emboldened by alcohol saying stupid shit to others but I'll leave it at that. 

With Kelsey. No gator sightings- they were probably pissed. The lighting makes my legs look weird. 

The swings. They were more functional-looking than the Ferris wheel. 

Brianna and I ready to take off! 

We don't know the guy in the background. 

I didn't see an extinguisher nearby. 

The bus ride on the way back to the parking lot/field was hilarious due to the amount of inebriation on the bus. There was Bobby "let's sing a song" leading singing on the way back starting with country, Journey (didn't know all the words), and my contribution Friends in Low Places. 

That's it. Here are your 3 Fun Facts:

1. There have been 6 US Presidents named James
2. Cotton Candy made its debut at the 1904 Worlds Fair (St. Louis thank you very much)
3. The mythological 'Pandora's Box' was given to Pandora by Zeus

Goodnight,

Peace, love, and mac n' cheese,

ME

and Bella.

Summer Wind

There's a teeny-tiny rainbow in there.

#obsessed 

September Greetings to everyone!

The title is in reference to the song most popularly sung by Mr. Sinatra. One of my Sinatra faves. Another good summer song along the same vein is Endless Summer Nights by Mr. Richard Marx.
Summer romances just don't end well.

I am here in St. Louis- coming to end of my week off. Tomorrow Bella and I fly back down to Houston and then will drive back to Port Arthur from there. Bella earned a B+ for her flight behavior- her flying meds seemed to make her cough. Honestly though, she did really well. But she was also stoned.

Pre-flight

In-flight

Anyway, I apologize to those who I have not been in touch with since I have been home. It's hard to do a lot in one week when you have appointments and birthdays this week. To all my friends I didn't see or don't talk to regularly- you know I care and am doing the best I can to stay in touch. Just because we don't see each other often doesn't mean we aren't homies.

Here I am. 

I flew in on Sunday and we celebrated the natal day of my mother. I have been catching up on sleep between appointments and such. On the day of laborers, I went to the pool with my sister and bro-in-law. Going to the Webster Pool just makes me feel like an old crone. We celebrated the birth of myself and Leslie on Tuesday. On Wednesday (our actual birthday) I got my blood drawn!! Happy birthday- now let's take 15 vials of blood please. That's an exaggeration but still..

Bella got a much-needed haircut. 

Not much else to report. I don't have any fun facts this week as my book is still in TX. My assignment currently ends the end of October and we're going to 'figure it out on the way' (brownie points to those who know what TV theme song that was in). I am going to try to extend a couple weeks but that is still up in the air.

Where's Maggie? 

Wish us luck on our flight back to the Lone Star State.

Peace, love, and spinsterhood,

ME

Special shout-out to Mikki- if she reads this, that is. We're apparently in a fight.