Alright so I got nominated to write this blog because 1) It's been for-f**king-ever since I've blogged and 2) Of the four of us, I was the one who actually has a blog and internet that is easily accessible, so here goes...

So Mike is here visiting! After many first time activities on his part, snowboarding and Christmas in Vegas, and then some awful sounding tour given in Korean and his mom trying to set him up with a 'nice Korean girl' (who happened to be 15 years old) he finally made it to us (aside from a few detours I managed to slip in pre-Sunday) because I'm devious like that

I picked up Mike and had breakfast with him on Christmas Eve (pre Vegas flight) and then managed to surprise Steve on Friday night with Mike (which I was VERY proud of) and we picked up Mike and drove out to get Steve. When we got there, we all get out of the car to go up to the door, but Mike is worried about who might answer the door and wants to surprise Steve so I'm standing there with Rich behind me and Steve opens the door expecting to see Mike and instead sees us and is like but then Mike pops out from around the corner and it was all very cute. We went to dinner at my favorite restaurant and introduced Mike to handlebar-moustache waiter guy so every time he walked by, Mike was bursting out laughing. After dinner, we went to a movie, Seven Pounds, but I cried and then they were all uhhhh

So Sunday night Steve and I went to pick Mike up and we came back here to my house for a bit to play with the GINORMOUS T-Rex skeletal model that Steve got Matty for Christmas. It was rather amusing to me to watch Rich and Steve trying to put together this 'toy' that said 6+ on the box and having trouble and Matty telling Steve to 'just bang it on the table'.

Yesterday we went to Disneyland. Steve said to call and wake him up to make sure they get up, so that phone call went like this: Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring...

Steve: TOO EARLY!!

Me:

Steve: Hello?

Me: Morning...

Steve: Mmhmm...

Me: So I'll see you in an hour.

Steve: Okay, bye.

Me: Bye.

So Rich and I get there to pick them up at 7:15 am cause we have to meet my sister by the 'L' Mike is making scowly faces and apparently there was some pillow fighting involved in waking him up, but eventually he was far less grumpy at us and looking like he was having fun. He totally sold out Steve who told him my sister was my twin SO WRONG, just saying... So we get tickets and we get there and the lines aren't bad at all really. Steve, Rich, and I all go to Disneyland quite often so we keep asking Mike what he wants to do/see/ride, but as it always is when I'm with a group of boys, I get shrugs all around and have to decide myself.

We ride some rides, Mike is saying the only way I can make it up to him for getting him out of bed so early is to ride a ride I previously said I wouldn't ride and I'm hmmmmmmmming about that. We go on my favorite ride, and on the way off that ride, we get stopped by some Disneyland Cast Member saying that we won!!! No balloons or confetti, but we do have these snazzy dream fastpasses for you, so that was cool. It was REALLY busy by then so waiting less time in line is always cool. If you're a frequent reader of my blog, you know I don't do down (on rollercoasters, anyway) and so Steve, Mike, and Rich are laughing at me each time we end up going down and I'm saying 'OH MY GOD!!' but then we end up on Space Mountain, and mid-ride I emphatically say 'OH MY GOD!!!' again and I can hear Steve and Mike laughing at me from the seat in front of me.

We finally get hungry and go to Downtown Disney to the ESPN Zone and get these RIDICULOUSLY HUGE AND YUMMY hamburgers and then head back into the park to go on some more rides. Steve keeps reminding us to use our sac(k) to store our belongings so we don't lose them mid-rollercoaster ride. We saw a big dude in a tiny shirt, some woman in Prada glasses, a Lacoste backpack, and a Gucci bag cut in line in front of us, and Mike wants to ride the big Mark Twain ship. I tell him (from the comedian a few of us saw in San Francisco) that 'you can't boat if you don't hold big erections'. So Mike and Steve are like... no problema and Rich asks if his own counts, and I'm pouting cause here we are again with me having penis envy... no big erection for me But then Rich says he'll share, cause he's always a giver like that Mike wants to know if he can push someone overboard and I'm saying NO!! but then we decide that if we see multi-label, line-cutter lady, she's going over. Mike says this boat reminds him of Titanic, and I say that if it sinks, he better be sharing his wood and he tells me in no uncertain terms that if I ever try to climb on his wood, he's pushing me off! Non-sharer of his wood!

So at one point, the three of them try to gang up on me and actually make a decision that we'll go on this ride I totally hate and don't want to go on. So I'm looking at them all like... nice, just sell me out for your ammusment. So I say FINE! but if we go on this ride, there will be some activities that you all have to participate in that you might not like! So Mike asks what activities? Well, I know Rich and Steve well enough to know that dancing is a terrifying no-no so I say there WILL be a club, and there WILL be dancing, and there WILL be 3:15ing and by this time the two of them are like and saying No, No!! So, I won

Rich bought the esteemed macaroon cookie he's been wanting for MONTHS, and then we left so Steve could buy some soap for his sister and then we went to The Block and had Jamba Juice. Mike and I danced cheeks to cheeks and then we saw Role Models which was beyond hysterical. I'm still not sure what to say about the Bagel Dog lady... :wacko:

Anyway, so I'm sitting here in bed eating oatmeal raisin butterscotch cookies and cold pepperoni pizza for breakfast, but I'm off to shower. Hope everyone had a great Christmas!

Toby, Joey, Ronnie, and Jason - Thanks for the cards! T-bear... I wish the best for you... I hope you can let the past be the past, learn from it, and embrace the future that waits for you. It's yours to make into whatever you want it to be. I love you lots!

Davey - You're such a great man I'm sorry you're STILL away from home, but I know that the people you're helping are so much better off because you're there. Love you, Sweetie.

Lastly, I'm doing my very best not to freak out, but I would really appreciate it if at the end of all this, I don't have to put you all back together again because someone took advantage of the amazing human being you are...

Hugs,

Viv