Trip#3

Coming to a blog near you....

November 13th :)

Where could I be going now???

Update.

So it's been a hot minute since I've been on a Johnny journey.  Life has been quite a commotion since the last trip....here's the skinny.

After months of procrastinating and facing my fear of another relationship, Jerry & I officially became an "item."  It's funny because we did everything ass-backwards from the start of our relationship as far as dating standards go, but it worked out really well.  I trust this boy with my heart.  He makes me laugh, cooks me dinner, encourages my outrageous road trip behavior and loves me for me.  *Boy, if you're reading this...you break my heart, I break your face.  Love you.*

We adopted little Addison Lou, a 5 year old min-pin/rat terrier mix whom is unfortunately named after the Cubs.  It was a sacrifice I had to make to get her home with me.  Addison is after the road Wrigley Field sits on, and Lou for Lou Piniella.  She is a complete and utter spaz, words cannot describe how off-the-wall quirky this little dog is.  She was rescued from a hoarder/breeder along with 20 other dogs that had never seen life outside a wire cage.  Slowly she's getting used to a spoiled life.  And Jasmine is getting used to having that perpetual shadow follow her around 24/7.
Let's see...what else....

Oh, I've moved.  We got a 2 bedroom/1 bathroom house with a full basement in Hobart.  I must say it's definitely "home."  There is a county kitchen, complete with knotty pine walls and hand-me-down 1960's cookbooks from Jerry's Grandma.  I must brag about how sweet this boy is, he says my cooking is good even when it's too salty/runny/burnt/etc.  I have my own craft area(score!) littered with glue, paper, scissors, fabric and a freakin stupendous sewing machine.  There you can find all kinds of do-it-yourself projects I have started, but in true Mandy fashion not finished.  The basement is undergoing renovation to become the party pad, with a donated Pool and Foosball table.  I have plans to build a bar with my bestest Mary, but that'll have to wait til the snow falls and apprehends my "go go go" spirit.  We've adopted a neighborhood cat, who I call Kitty Kitty, that waits for me every night I get home to feed her.  She roams the neighborhood fighting crime and planning the ultimate demise of the world.  This is why I try and stay on her good side.

Other than that, life just goes on one day at a time.  I haven't forgotten about you Johnny, I've started a Cash record collection. I'm still trying to scrape up a couple extra pennies to do another Johnny trip before winter.  I'm planning one ginormous, awesome, kickass trip in spring of 2011...so you'll just have to keep your eyes and ears open for that blog.  Until the next quest, keep it classy San Diego :)