Excuse Me....VIP Coming Through!!!

Wow....where have the Higginbotham's been? Mexico!! WAHOO! Remember me telling you that David bought me a cruise for my birthday in December...well, we just got back and had a great time. I will probably post some of this stuff in random order, but this first story is just too funny not to share. When we got to the port, we walked in the front door and we had to show our print off sheet that had our room number on it. The guy said, "Oh you are VIP's, take this...." It was like a hard plastic thing that said VIP in big letters on it. So, we proceed on up the escalator to the main floor. When we get up there there are literally HUNDREDS of people in line. Now, this ship holds over 2,000 people and I think half of them were in line. Well, this lady comes up to us and tells us to come with her to the VIP area. So we just kind of look at each other like, okay??? We wait for literally like 5 minutes and then another lady comes up and asks us to follow her. This is where it got interesting. Remember how I told you that there were literally hundreds of people in line....well, this lady starts leading us through them, asking them to move to the side, scoot over, get the crap out of the way, etc. She takes us to the front of the line, basically breaking in line in front of everyone. She then goes around to the back of the counter and starts checking us in. David and I look at each other dumbfounded and he tells her, "I hope you are going to stay with us on the rest of the cruise because these people behind us are really ticked!!!" Needless to say, it was the speediest we have ever gotten on the boat (or off for that matter) but we received a few threatening letters in our stateroom from rowdy guests...(j/k). Turns out, little did we know, if you book a certain grade room, you are considered a VIP. I guess that means, Very Idiotic Person because everybody basically gets the same thing on the boat, we just paid twice as much. However, we did decide after this experience we are going to have to save our pennies so we can do the whole VIP thing again. Sure as heck beats waiting in line! :)

The VIP's...also known as the people who got cussed more times than then can count... :)


We have never stayed in a balcony room before....I was so excited, even though it was like freezing outside!


More to come tomorrow....I am exhausted from the trip!

Parenting Tip of the Day....

Here is your parenting tip for the day....make sure to teach your child good manors and respect. If they are rude, throw tantrums or cry, take their ball away, spat them on the nose and put them in their kennel. :) Ahhh....if children could be like dogs. I am going to buy one of those bumper stickers that says, "My dog is smarter than your kindergartner."

The 2nd Annual Huntsville Havoc Hockey Extravaganza

In case you haven't noticed, anything we do more than once turns into an "annual event." And deserves a proper title...anyways, Friday night we braved the chilling weather and went to the Havoc game with Meg and Weston. We started out with dinner at Rosies....

P.S.-If you ever want to eat at Rosie's on a Friday night with no wait and no one in the building, I suggest going when there is bad weather. That place was empty! Anyways, after that we headed to the game. I love going with Meg for multiple reason: she is a hoot, we can have fun in a paper sack, and our significant others get a long....but also, we have ring-side seats. Wait...that may not be the correct term, maybe ice-side seats. You know those seats where you get to bang on the glass like rednecks when the hockey players go by. Oh, and speaking of, Ms. Hottie Pants Meg flirted with one of the players during warm ups and he threw her a puck over the barrier...I tried to do the same, but had no luck. I had to wait until a puck came flying over accidentally, knocking our chex mix over, and then Weston handed it to me. But no one has to know that my charm didn't get me that puck....Oh well, better luck next time. Anyways, we of course had a great time, even though the Havoc lost.





Enjoying our complementary chex mix...that about 5 minutes later was knocked off the table by the random puck...




This picture is quite interesting....the mascot had me in a slight headlock trying to kiss my face and David is picking fleas out of its hair....

The Great Deer Hunt of 2010

Okay, follow me here people...this may be a tad bit long, but well worth the read. As my faithful blog followers know, I have lots of goals that I am constantly trying to accomplish. I did my triathlon last summer, my half marathon in October, and my next goal on the list was to shoot a deer. Now, I am an avid animal lover, pick up cats on the 6th Avenue kind of person, so I know this doesn't make sense. But I wanted one, and only one deer head to hang in the river shack. I just thought the decor needed a deer head to be a true cabin...well, and it actually needs 4 walls to be a true cabin, but more on that later. So my great friend Ray Ashby from church decided to brave it and take me to his hunting camp.


Please notice my hunting hat won't fit on my head with my Big Sexy Hair and my nails are perfectly polished... :)

So we head out to the shooting house and I am so excited I can't stand it. So we get in position, I am ready, just waiting for a deer to peer its little head out of the woods....so I wait, and wait....and wait some more. So literally, 3 hours have gone by and I haven't seen so much as a bird fly by. When all of a sudden, there is movement....I jerk my binoculars up and give Ray the sign to look. He puts his binoculars up and the following conversation happens....

Ray: What is it? I don't see the deer where are you looking?
Anna: I don't see a deer, its a opossum
Ray: A opossum?? We are not here to watch them
Anna: Its the only thing I've seen move in 3 hours, I'm going to take a shot...
Ray: At the opossum???
Anna: Yes, at the opossum

Needless to say I didn't shoot the opossum, but I wanted to. So meanwhile here is what I was doing....

P.S.-That face cover could come in real handy if you had a big zit or something...I digress....So for 2 more hours I sat and stared as hard as I could at this....

Beautiful I know, but after a while, I felt like those people wandering through the desert that think they see water....I could have sworn I saw these deer walking out, but that was just in my head. So into hour 5 I was getting beyond impatient. You know how I said at the beginning that I was an avid animal lover...well by this point, if a mama doe and her tiny newborn baby would have walked out, I would have blown both of their heads off. We had to be out of the stands by 6:00 because it would be dark and guess what happened at 5:45....yep, we heard a deer coming out of the woods. So Ray tells me to get my gun up and be looking through my scope because it sounded like it was right on top of us. I wait some more, listening as closely as I can. He asks me if I see anything through my scope and I don't...it is so dark at this point that I can't see jack squat. So, we had to leave....no deer....no head for my wall. However, I have found that I absolutely love hunting...or at least sitting in the stand and waiting for something to come out. So don't give up on my yet, there will be a deer head in my future...but who knows how soon that will be!! :)

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Drunk Wilson

This was actually another picture from the National Championship night...but it gets the point across. Wilson is deathly afraid of thunderstorms...and rain. Kind of weird though, if he is outside, he will lay out in it, but he is still afraid. Anyways, Saturday night we had those big storms come in and it was not pleasant. David was on the couch...in trouble...just kidding, he was sick and coughing, so Wilson and I were sleeping in the bed. I woke up to what I thought was a leak in the ceiling, but nope, it was Wilson laying over my head with buckets full of drool coming out of his mouth. He gets so scared that he pants so hard and drool is like gushing out of his mouth. So after several unsuccessful attempts to calm him down, I went for the big guns. His prescription sedation pills that are for when storms come in. I hate sedating him, but its for his own good. Well, that pill took 3 hours to kick in and we were up from 2:00-5:00 Sunday morning. I thought I was going to die. However, when he is sedated he is sooo sweet, and drunk! He fell off the bed trying to get down that morning and he slept for almost 2 days. Bless him....my poor drunk puppy!

The Stars Aligned!

Yes, they did just that. It is very rare that when Lindsey comes home that we are able to meet up. You would think it wouldn't be that hard, but our schedules are both so busy, and she was here interviewing and spending time with her boyfriend, so the window of opportunity was small. We had a very last minute double date with Lindsey and John Robert and had a blast. The food was great, minus the cupcake from Starbucks, (gag me with a spoon) and the conversation was even better. I don't know if it is old age, or just being comfortable with each other, but our conversation could have been viewed as a little hairy, especially if you were a by standard. There were a group of teenage girls that walked up right when I said, "I married him for his big weiner..." It was a joke, but of course they didn't know that and only heard that statement taken out of context. I don't think I have ever seen my husband turn red from embarassment, but he surely did there. I on the other hand thought it was hilarious! I wish we had time to see each other again and do a little girls night, but I also understand the old long distance relationship thing and know how that goes too. I am also going to be visiting Lindsey in Lubbock Texas before she leaves watch out Texas!!