my week. *hallowsweedie willa hope-a-thon edition* 

so this 'my week' is a long one. that's what she said. by the end of it, you'll see why. i had a lot to pack in. that's what she said. moving on, we start off on friday with halloween. everyone came over, which actually ended up being the funnest part of the evening. lately i've had way too many posts about nghia and chicks and mcnuggets, so here's one about nghia and a big cock. that's what she...:::smack:::

the halloween party. whatever happened to the simple, plastic superman costumes?

yes we can. do a good make-up job.

saturday was mostly used for recovery and prepping for sunday's big marathon party, so not much happened. but on sunday, nate and i were up at 8 am, cooking and getting ready for guests. we had about thirty people come to support josh wright, who ran in the race. here is one of josh's #1 fans, emmylou. i'm not sure what breed she is, but she's super sweet, adorable, texan, and...she's our pet of the week.

our favorite swedies have decided to grace us with their grace again for three weeks. just the thought of josh running twenty-six miles made them tired. or it could've been a case of jetlag.

showing some josh wright love.

eye of the tiger.

there goes josh wright. rockstar. mac genius. springsteen's biggest fan. champion.

i hate to steal josh's thunder, but, consider it stolen. the manskes finally welcomed a girl to the family. brother patrick and his wife, jamie, welcomed miss willa james manske to the world. she was born at 1:49 pm (texas time) on november 2nd. i was the first to find out in a text from pat, "DONE!!!!!". hi willa!

recuerda la ves ultima que fui al museo de arte en queens? eso es, perra.

moving on. tuesday, november 4th, 2008. a great day in american history. nate showed me where to vote. is nothing sacred?

a picture of a tv says a thousand words.

north 7th and bedford: an impromptu street party celebrating the election results? or the beginning of the line of people wanting to help george w. bush pack? either way, don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out.

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