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The Most AWESOMEST Interview EVAH!

18 Dec

So, a few weeks ago, the amazingly gorgeous and talented Aunt Becky gave an interview to one of her screaming throng of fans.  At the end of it, she put out a call for others to interview her since she was on a roll.  I figured, what the hell.

Here is the incredible and enlightening result:

Mrs Soup: Question Numero One: What is your favorite position?  NO, not sex position.  I totally don’t care about that, besides, I’m sure you’ll get into it in your Toy With Me blog.  Your favorite position to sit.  See, I sit usually with one leg underneath me or both legs up to my knees if I’m really bored.  So I want to picture how you sit at your computer.

Aunt Becky: If I could sit crouched on my knees, I would be the happiest person I know. But I can’t, because I SUCK. So it’s flat on my ass. But I sit at my dining room table. I should take a picture. TOO BAD I’M LAZY.

MS: Mac or PC?  Don’t care about the computer, I’m talking about the guys in the commercials.  Which would you rather do?  The Mac or PC guy?
AB: DUH. The PC GUY. He’s smokin’. That was a trick question, wasn’t it?
MS: If you were approached by this guy:
and he tried to hug you, how would you react?
AB: I would totally steal his hats and run away.
MS: Please explain, in your own words, the true joy that is found in using a Q-tip right after a warm shower.
AB: “Ear-gasm.”
MS: If you were to write a blog called “Aunt Becky Sucks”, which would turn into a snarky blog about your own blog, what would the main overwhelming theme be?
AB: Dude. How much MORE narcissistic can one person be. Also, the assumed familiarity annoys of naming yourself “Aunt Becky” is borderline psychotic.
MS: How much do you love me?
AB: 47.2
MS: How many times a day do you wish I had never started stalking you?
AB: 47.2
MS: Why do you insist on stealing my daughter’s photos and putting them up in your blog?  Is your daughter not pretty enough?  Did you really have a third boy and were tired of having people ask you if you were going to try for a girl so you made her up?
AB: I lost my child and had to resort to stealing another one from The Internet. Isn’t that what everyone is afraid of?
MS: If you were forced at gunpoint to play a Facebook game, which one would it be?
AB: Bejeweled Blitz.
MS: Your favorite movie quote.  You can only pick one.
AB: “It goes to 11.”
MS: What are your orchids names?
AB: I plead the 5th.
MS: You get a call from a newspaper/magazine/online blog and they go “Aunt Becky, omg, we love you so much and want to pay you a million dollars a year to write for us!  Please, oh please, will you do it?  We’ll buy you a great brownstone apartment in New York City and everything!”  Who is it from?
AB: Playboy. Or Maxim.
MS: We’ve talked about our mutual issue of guilt that occurs far too often in our lives.  How are you working past getting over guilt?
AB: I’m trying to remind myself that events aren’t always related. Your bad day isn’t related to the fact that I didn’t complete this sweet ass interview on time. MOSTLY.
MS: Do you believe in intelligent life outside of our planet?
AB: Yes. Mostly. Sometimes. Actually, I don’t really think about it.
MS: What is your biggest pet peeve when it comes to writing/reading?
AB: People who use “alot” as one word. It makes me shiver.
MS: Take us through a day in the life.  When do you normally get up, what do you do daily, etc.
AB:I normally roll over and run to the room where my boys are shrieking at each other and grab them up before they can wake their sister.The rest of the day is spent returning emails, keeping the children out of the garbage cans, admiring myself in the mirror, abusing pain pills and feeling morally superior to everyone else I know.

Then I go to bed.

MS:  Now then tell us how you wish it would go.

AB: I wish that someone else kept the kids from the garbage cans while I was free to feel superior without interruptions. Also, I would like to pay someone to return emails for me. OBVIOUSLY.

Presents from Aunt Becky

14 Oct

I was going to do this for my Wordless Wednesday, but decided against it.  Too many words are needed!

I won the contest that Aunt Becky put on a while back to win her BlogHer swag.  We had fun with her visit and so winning was just the cherry on top!  Here is my entry if you missed it.

Imagine my joy when we came home last night to a happy little box sitting on our deck.

(Forgive the horrible pictures to come….)

Baby Soup was VERY excited.

I couldnt open the box fast enough for her.

I couldn't open the box fast enough for her.

Hank the Monkey!  Baby Soups stuffed monkey is named Hank too...so this was perfect!

Hank the Monkey! Baby Soup's stuffed monkey is named Hank too...so this was perfect!

Half the makeup included!

Half the makeup included!

Some of you may remember the great makeup loss of September.  So this makeup was truly welcomed.  And it’s E.L.F. makeup, which is even more awesome.  If you haven’t heard of it before, check it out.  Inexpensive (most things are $1) and worth 40 times it!

Woohoo!  Mini martinis, here I come!

Woohoo! Mini martinis, here I come!

The geek in me squeeled at the happy Pink lego keychain!

The geek in me squeeled at the happy Pink lego keychain!

Know what Baby Soup liked best....

Know what Baby Soup liked best....

She LOVED the Strawberry Shortcake doll.

She LOVED the Strawberry Shortcake doll.

She LOVED the Strawberry Shortcake doll.

Wouldn't let me take it from her.

Lots of other little fun bits and pieces of joy.  It was so much fun to open and discover the little treasures.  Thanks, Aunt Becky!  YOU ROCK!

Visit from Aunt Becky

8 Sep

We’ve been planning for Aunt Becky to come visit for a while.  How lucky were we that it happened to be the weekend that we got to go see Dave Matthew’s Band?

We surprised her when she showed up by packing her back into the car.  She was VERY excited as we traveled down the road to head up to Washington.

We had to stop for gas before we went and were happy to show off the fact that Oregon doesn’t allow you to pump your own gas.

Baby Soup was very excited to have her Aunt Becky there too.  She was thrilled by the tricks that Aunt Becky could do.

We showed her Mount Hood, way off in the distance.

And crossing the river was fun.

We passed by Multnomah Falls:

Not far from there, what did we see?

Aunt Becky just HAD to have a photo with the Honk 4 Dave car:

We also saw a trailor going to Dave too!

We stopped by an Adult Shop too, but they didn’t allow any photos inside the store.  Got this one though.

We passed into Washington shortly after that.  The Evergreen State.

Stonehenge (the lower left hand side)


A Military Area:

And the Rockies far off in the distance.

We recharged with the good stuff:

Peach Tea Snapple


Cool Ranch Doritos.

Cool Ranch Doritos.

We saw the signs for the Ampitheatre that had gotten the Dave treatment and got very excited.  Aunt Becky screamed like a little girl.

We followed Aunt Becky’s directions on where to park and got screwed.  She told us to get into the line that was actually for the camping ground.

We were not happy.

We were not happy.

Once we FINALLY parked, we got to wait in the mass line to run to get the spots in the General Admission area on the lawn.  Aunt Becky wanted to hold the tickets, and even though she failed at the parking, we let her.

Once we got settled, we sat back and enjoyed the amazing view.

(And yes, the guy in the right side of your screen is not wearing any pants....)

Aunt Becky wanted to run down to the stage to accost Dave, but when we showed her how far away it was, she agreed it probably wasn’t a good idea.

She still tried to throw her panties at him though.

Waiting for the show to begin, we were continuously impressed by the amazing view and the incredible sunset.

The gorgeous view got us a little randy, so we had a little three way makeout session.

Then it was time!

The show was amazing.  Even though Dave wasn’t 100% because of the illness he had had, he was still incredible.  You can tell he REALLY loves what he does.

Even the moon came out to watch.

It was an incredible evening, made all the better because Aunt Becky was there.

But that's the LAST TIME we follow her driving directions....