an anniversary trip to muxico.

since there are no computers in the underground living lake/sea of tennessee i would like to go ahead and give a couple of yip yips for dec. 21st.

first. congratulations to my folks for 36 years o marriage. for those of you who don't know team womack, a little history:
*dad first saw mom when mom went awol from the babysitter and walked to school under the pretense of telling her big sister that the babysitter wanted her. fast forward... mom got a good switching, big sister was embarrassed that little sister came to her classroom door, and dad caught his first glimpse of perfection
*dad and butch (mom's brother) best of friends -- interesting how that got him closer to mom huh?
*dad taught mom how to drive
*dad went to vietnam for a year
*mom's folks moved her from georgia to texas while he was gone (they weren't big fans)
*dad says you're going to have to do more than that.
*dad goes awol from the army every chance he can (he was in colorado then) to go see mom on the weekends -- and so never makes it past the rank of "private" b/c he keeps getting in trouble
*married december 21, 1969 in mineral wells, texas (grandad tells mom right before going down the aisle that it's not too late to get out of there)
*mom doesn't listen. yay.

that's a choppy history...
anyway. i can't think of two people more suited for one another. they're best friends after all these years and still making it look easy.
i love you guys and happy 36 (for the twenty oneth time)




and another thing.......about dec. 21st

happy 33rd to the hat! i hope you and the deuce will enjoy your mac and cheese and day of relaxation.
you should probably post something about it... i mean it's been awile you know :)


oh and..... about today
happy birthday brent! hope you have a good one for your present i shall get you a keyboard with which to type things and post them to your abandoned blog. and some beano for LB

go away snatchel.

what a great weekend! elephants, pandas, kimodo dragons, tamarins and a monkey in a blue jacket.
the dogs pretty much passed out yesterday, monkey can't get enough laying on human action, and pest is slightly less pissed off.... all in all, i'd say a successful weekend.

some thoughts:
- if only i had thought of *woopsie* first. herschel strikes again!
- astro can be a real brat.
- small children are taking everything in for the first time and one of the things that they enjoy most is a little nose picking (with fingers AND toes).
- mittens. yes.
- cheetos help most situations.
- it is more fun to say aaaaapples and aaaairplanes than apples and airplanes.
- if i were a starfish............................i'd still be lazy.........






hope everyone has recovered from the drink and dance powerhour (especially those have to outdo others by taking bigger shots.... showoff!) it is officially winter break and i couldn't be happier
tomorrow... hello underground sea! it's vacation time

and that's all i've got.

the womacks are coming! the womacks are coming!

i just recieved word that my folks are coming up this weekend. the plan? taking the cutest kid ever (see previous posts) to hotatlanta for some crazy panda action.

secret april plan...to teach jansen to say "herschel who?", "april is my favorite" and "daddy, i want a pony" -- a little sister's work is never done.
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in other news: there's an apb out on eb.

she was last spotted in the vicinity of the vet school library. she is to be considered armed with knowledge and dangerous to approach.

please do not attempt to wrangle this rudy poo on your own. repeat. armed and dangerous. will scowl if provoked. please exercise extreme caution and call the crab trap if you see this person.






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poor poor pupper feet.

not only has satchel peed in the house today...she did it twice. i guess she just saves it up for a day of craziness. but not on the floor mind you. oh no. on the bed AND the couch. sweet dog. didn't want us to step in it.



brief weekend update:
*poker time. champ... me.

*another video of the hat... no dancing this time...it's so much more than that

*atlanta aquarium... official member

*one aquarium induced hole in a leggett's sock... check

*the vortex....best cheeseburger ever + popsy's public appearance

*astro's sporting a spiffy red boot on her back leg. she has an e-collar for fancy occasions. she's not fond of either and would rather chew and lick freely at her oozy little paw


*not studying in preparation for next week's finals....successful.

let's talk about me.

i am popsy champion! (soft music of queen playing in the background; wide sweeping camera motion closes in on me; arms upraised in *victorious* stance; inspirational feelings swell; one lone tear trickles down my cheek; queen fades into eye of the tiger; i set off to conquer the world - or at least the new aquarium in atlanta.)
dirty herb put his fancy pants on for my victory partay.

i want a baby goat.

well in true chambers style we are kicking the season off right.
yesterday we got our tree (ach! ich liebe dich, mein tannenbaum!) hit a deer on the way home, decorated it while i told hersch how i saw a puppy die at the emergency clinic after biting into an electrical cord, and watched a rob zombie movie that had that manson family in the desert kind of feeling. so happy holidays everybody!

in other news:
* i ordered a swell iliotibial band today off the internet. it's really orthopedic looking so i may have to bedazzle it... i can't decide b/wn the deluxe rhinestone package or the super stud package. i mean with the rhinestone pack i can save over FOUR dollars. that's hard to turn down.
bedazzled or no, i'm putting all my hopes in this stupid piece of fabric to get me running again.

* only the scavma president/janitor/doctor/sir ran the memphis marathon and set a personal record. yay presidente.

* i like penguins.
* satchel has not peed in the house in at least 3 days but still doesn't know her name that well and pretty much does what she wants (which, apparently, is to not pee in the house for at least 3 days) way to go satchel!

* i worked at the emergency clinic last saturday for the first time in about three years. hello income that i don't have to pay back with interest for the rest of my life.

* i still hate school but i get to do a skin graft tomorrow. pretty excited about that.

* i can make homemade ravioli.

* i can counteract six (sometimes eight) whopping pounds of downward motion with my strapping biceps. so i won't tolerate no sass, shenanigans, or tomfoolery. be ye warned.

it's a birthday wish people.

happy day o birth to my favorite big brother. thank you for not maiming or disfiguring me as a child and i'm sorry i ran over you with the go-cart after i slung you out of it.





oh and sorry i'm soooo much younger than you
but at least you're younger than this guy so that's something.

love you! old timer. (davey. not this guy although i'm sure he's perfectly nice)

boorakasha

just a word of caution that dirty herb has, i think, figured out how to post video to his blog. i feel it to be my wifely duties to let you know that you should proceed with caution from this point on...

r.i.p honky

i'm sad to report that you will no longer be able to jump from this well written, fun to read, damn near perfect page of inspiration to my good friend lance's page where the last time he posted was in the long long ago.
can't tolerate no lazy bones here!
-cept mine.


so, lance you have been de-linked! (for now)

ouch.

happy birthday she leggett!

i think we'd get along with these peoples.

here's to not throwing up at huddle houses....


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what you get if you google erin's birthday...

thanksgiving themed updates:

in the spirit of procrastination ( i have a test tomorrow) i'm going to give everyone an update on stuff complete w/thanksgivingish pictures to get you in the spirit)
1. chrees has recently ventured into the wild kingdom and we haven't heard from him in a few days
2. eb is on a project spree. it's a bonifide bonanza of crafts and such going down a t-vegas (i'm a big fan of the drink and dance though. big fan.)
3. michelle is popo b/c she's broken.
4. lance is refusing to post anything new and i may have to de-link him. it's never been done before but he needs some tough love
5. erin k and hubs of cb seem to be drinking alot..albeit in different time zones
6. cb's got a cold and showed harrison ford where the bathroom was (unrelated happenings)
7. the hat has recovered from her elbow mishap. you might not know this b/c it's been awhile since she's posted (not that i'm monitoring or anything. but really it's been a while)
8. andrew has been forbidden to post the famed video of the hat so he's taking it out on football coaches
9. nemesis is soggy and apparently reading the biggest microsoft book ever
10. erin l has begun her birthday week (complete w/3 days off) which will culminate w/a bender downtown saturday night. i like erin's birthday week.
11. dirty herb showed me his saturday night outfit a little while ago and let me tell you, i haven't recovered yet.
12. chauncey is still a big skeery plaster head living in manland

i should probably study a little now.
gobble.

oh but i forgot an update on me... i'm already feeling fat and sassy and i haven't even hit the holiday chow yet and i feel the badger stirring within (i've already grumped at hersch today) so i'm just a big old party walking around right now. won't you come to my party please?

yes. i love technology

finally learned how to upload pictures. look out everybody...

wesson.
the best kid ever.
again.
satchel in a rare non-urinating moment.
still image from el hat's victory jig

*clever title here*

there is a massive bull in the large animal hospital today. his name is wesson and he pulls little carts. he is e-n-o-r-m-o-u-s. he could step over freckles the longhorn.... well he could if he didn't have that gimp leg. he's got radial nerve paralysis from lying on his side during sx. they couldn't get him lifted up onto pads.
but, no matter guys, he is large



tomorrow i will figure out how to upload pictures from my camera so that i may share wesson with the world -- or at least with you guys.

right, you guys know i probably won't do that camera thing tomorrow or anytime in the near future...so anybody up for another field trip to the barn?

obviously not being productive.

did you know that you can put google in yiddish? mine is cuwwently in elmer fudd.

hats and shots and elbows oh my!

the hat at an early age?



weekend recap:
cd swap-a-roo.... check
sears family portrait complete w/ chauncey and popsy... check
upsetting (the alledged )kimber the photographer.....check
seeing kimber the photographer walk out......check
spending way too much time at sears.... check
dinner at team leggett's.... check (thanks she leggett for buying too many porkchops; thanks he leggett for not freezing them individually and for cooking them)
poker....i'd say that's a big fat check.
the hat is victorious (which by anyone's standards would call for a dance of some sort)
the last pizza delivered by papa john's (luckeeeee)
sleep
(at some point before sleep, i took satchel out who decided to get yippy and wrap her leash around my legs by running continuous circles around me like a spazz..... so many times that had i been a cartoon character, i would have fallen over.

sunday morning: i amble downstairs to take up my position on the couch. there i am to stay for the rest of the day rising only for necessities (coke, bathroom)
movie night and peking take out w/she and he leggett, chrees, and ebs: saturday the 14th and 11:14 ( really didn't notice yesterday that both movies had 14 in the title. i'm a little freaked out right now b/c i don't know if that means something)

monday: i only had one class which i skipped: what did i do with my day you ask?
watched some crappy movies on tv
did laundry
cleaned the bathtub
ran 10 miles (well 9 anyway.....we'll have to see about this marathon thing)
ate pancakes (i'm really on a pancake kick right now even though they kind of make me sick.... it could be all the syrup i smother them with but whatever)
watched a movie w/ the hubs

sidenote of no interest to anyone: monkey did not like her new canned diet food. she just sat and looked b/wn it and me. she only held out for an hour before she was eating it like nobody's business. i thought that was funny so i shared it.

the girls are slowly taking over the world o blogs (and poker): yay girls.
welcome michelle who i shall call hippersnapper.

enjoy.

1. neutral milk hotel: holland, 1945
2. kenny rogers & the first edition: I just dropped in (to see what condition my condition was in)
3. sly and the family stone: if you want me to stay
4. alice russell: someday
5. bobby womack: across 110th street
6. van morrison: into the mystic
7. luna: slide
8. sonic youth: mary-christ
9. primus: dirty drowning man
10. death in vegas: all that glitters
11. canned heat: going up the country
12. richie havens: here comes the sun
13.otis redding: chained and bound
14. built to spill: I would hurt a fly
15. lemonheads: half the time
16. paul simon: kodachrome
17. frank black: speedy marie
18. david bowie: oh you pretty things
19. sarah mclachlan: hold on
20. squirrel nut zippers: anything but love
21. hedwig and the angry inch: wicked little town (tommy gnosis version)

i'm lazy.

must.... make..... cd before... friday....

i like sprite again.

ravs tally:
75 spays/neuters/vaccinations/dewormings performed
9 animals surrendered (there's something in the water in pine haven, tn)
1 five hour road trip that took 8 hours
1 carsick freshman
18 dollars for 2 six packs of corona
0 number of times i did anesthesia and recovery
1 super cute pupper in the car on the way home
0 tapeworms on my thermometer (that one's for you hersch:)

(unspecified) number of home-made desserts shamelessly consumed by me

= good times. good times.

in other news:
* monkey and pest will not come down from the top of the cabinets. i guess they're scared of 8 pounds o cuteness.
* blogger has officially met it's erin quota
* i have yet to make my cd but you may as well go ahead and write a poem about it b/c it will be pure bliss my friends.
*dark chocolate m&ms taste just like the regular ones
* i now have a walgreen's truck pez dispenser. who knew?
* but i really want a mr. bean one
*there are a little over 3 weeks left before the memphis marathon and i've been running twice in two weeks... we'll see how that goes
* i heart satchel.

puh please chrees.....

post something. anything... lest i bombard your site with mind bullets.

living it up at the folk's

am i really expected to do this?






i am looking at one hairy fat critter named hatfield. he is fatter than monkey. some of you will realize that says a lot. i am supposed to be coming up with a super detailed plan for repairing a tibial fracture but instead am eating mini reese cups and scratching my belly. it's way more fun.

i get to see my niece tomorrow. yay.

she is way cuter than this.

never drinking again

this is sign language for drunk
it also, uncannily, illustrates the way i feel today
bad april.

okay everybody give me.... complex. you. in the front. you just look scared. look away from the camera more.

wow. look at the mucosal thickening in that jejunum.

things i learned in the past two days:
* i still don't like ultrasound
* shooting stars don't mean squat
* badgers don't like seasonal sweaters OR denim shirts w/fancy shoulders
* i can put a mean stack wrap on horses named lulu
* i can function on two hour sessions of sleep/cat naps but it makes me a little grumpy

things i did today. in order:
* took a final
* started watching the up series documentary
* ate some brownies
* woke up
* ate some brownies
* finished part one of seven up
* bored my friends w/this blog (tried to insert some original stick art of my friends here but i'm computer stupid and don't know how)
so instead.............


my favorite seven year old so far: neil from liverpool. he wants to be an astronaut but if he can't be an astronaut he'd like to be a coach driver and take people to the country and sometimes the sea side. he would have a big loudspeaker and would let people know what road they were on.
and. in the grass he likes to play international wrestling
and. he skips. i heart neil.