Felons, Felons, and more Felons, OH MY!

Soo..today, started off like any other...
I invited Loo over to have breakfast,  and then we were going to go to the beach in Salem.
She came over and we packed up our things, and just as we were loading some things in my car, we basically got swarmed by these Samoans that live in my complex.
We have crossed paths before, me and them. And it went something like this
(I am walking along with Sully)
Group of 4 hanging out, as I walk past..."Girl you pretty as fuck" Exqueeze me? What does this even mean.
Thanks?
And I move on.
The next day I see them approach again..."Girl you so pretty, you pretty as fuck"
What does this mean exactly.."Pretty as fuck"? Honestly. I am confused.
This might be a compliment? We really are not so sure.
So back to today, as I am loading things in my car, I am thinking oh boy...here we go. I Have warned loo about these men. But they start chatting us up...and the one that was most interested in her.."Gregory", gets her number, and the other one who is clearly interested in me, "Sione" just stands in the corner and just stares at me, and he even said to me...but really talking in 3rd person, "Bekah is lookin so pretty over there" Oh are you talking to me? Because you are looking at me...but talking in 3rd person. Its weird. You know that post previously where I give my number out because I feel bad. Yeah, meet Guy #2.
Anyway
We tell them, we must be going. Loo gets a text not even 30 seconds later. "Lock me in"
What does this mean? Clearly we are not well versed in Samoan.
Hm.
Anyways
So we go to the beach.
We are there for all of what like 10 minutes, when this guy comes over and really just awkwardly stands in our vicinity forEVER. I am like...dude can I help you?
He decides to put in some little input into our conversation a few times. Oh were we talking to you? No...okay then.
I go about my business, and this guy starts talking to loo, he is cute I suppose, but eh.
I am just kind of splashing around in the water, doing what I do best. And then go back up to the beach and lay out in the sun...loo is STILL talking to this guy...they talked for seriously 3 HOURS!! I am not even kidding you. Skipping rocks the whole entire time. Trust me, I have rocks in my bag from this occasion. Come to find out this guy is a felon, probably escaped from the slammer yesterday no big deal. He made up this crazy story about how he and his friend are going down to San Francisco. Apparently this friend is a girl, but they are not dating, but staying in the same hotel and bed together, but he made it clear not dating. We asked him if she knew that...he was like...umm...maybe? haha I thought she knew about it.. Good!
Apparently at some point, we asked him if we could have his facebook, he said he doesn't give it out, *this was after he asked for her number* Yeah, you dont give it out because you have 5 kids around town. I know your game. Don't even try to play me like that.
Anyway, we bid him adieu, and then stay at the beach for a wee bit longer.
Was supposed to go to a baby shower for my friend Kiffie, but completely lost track of time :( Such a bad friend!!

After that we go home and get cleaned up.
I guess Loo is texting Gregory at this point.
This is where it gets weird.
Sione starts texting me...at some point we find out that Sione sells drugs, dog fights, and apparently has bought his mother a house. Yeah, I am not buying it. He is trying to convince me...and yeah...not really having it
I told him to cancel his next dog fight, because I do not stand for that, and if he does that, he can forget about talking to me.
He said he would...but it is good money so I should let him continue. I told him that was mean.
Cool Bekah you give your number to little boys and Felons...its fine. I mean I guess this felon was 23...so that is good I guess, I am still older..but at least he is over 18...I am getting better...kind of? :)
And then Alan came over, and Loo, me, and Alan all got silly on wine (well not Loo because she doesn't drink wine).
And apparently we made videos? I shall post them, for you little monstrosities to see, because clearly that is what I do..
 But all in all, minus the felons, it was a really good night. Alan and I sang Disney songs, and we got silly.
I am going to miss that crazy mofo when he leaves.

Don't really have any pics of our felons..DAMN. And Couldn't find their mug shots. Lame.
Well...maybe some videos of the night will do us more justice...as long as you don't judge.

This one...is inappropriate.

Yes. Alan does say I can Shopen your eyes

Love you all times PI!

Slip & Slide Margarita Party! SAY WHA!?

Today is Tiffani (my co-workers) birthday! She decided that she wanted to have a slip and slide/margarita party!! How fun does that sound? Seriously. Amazeballs?
Yeah. I thought so too!
 So anyway, earlier in the day I went garage-saling. (Of Course I did)! Did not find too much...HOWEVER. I went to this one ladies house. Super awkward moment. I am warning you! So I drive by...take a looksie..decide it MIGHT look promising. Park the Yari Yari..and walk on in.
This lady...we will call her Piccalo Pete, glances my way, (does not make eye contact), and just picks up this recorder...you know the one? **Think 5th grade music class, Mr. Child Molestor Mike Smith** (Stillwater Kids know what I am talking about). Anyway, now that we are all on the same page, back to Piccalo Pete. She picks up her recorder and just starts tootin a way a little diddy on this number. She is not missin a beat. I was really confused, and thought maybe she was just trying to show off her musical instruments, and showing off what this little baby could do. Maybe she was selling it? I don't really know. Just as I thought she was done with one song, she would jump right into another little ditty. I didnt' recognize the tune, so I couldn't really sing along. I mean if it was Yankee Doodle, I would have been balls deep in that ish. But no...it was probably a song she made up herself. I didn't know what to do, so I didn't look at her, and pretended to be interested in one of the denim fanny packs she probably made herself for a bit.
I was confused as to, if she:
 A.) Wanted applause?
 B.) Wanted me to bust out in a dance?
C.) Wanted me to Twirl?
D.) Toss her a few coins? Maybe a schilling if you will?

I don't know. All I know is I high-tailed it out of there.

Then I went to another garage sale...this one was HUGE, and also looked promising.
Walked around, there was a ton of different crafting stuff and stickers, and what not.
AND...
A Giant Inflatable/Rubber Cow.
Yeah. I was thinking the same thing. SAY WHA??!
I saw it, and not even .2347984 seconds later, some crazy bitch pops out of her van, squeals in delight, and races towards this cow.
Match Made in Heaven? Its possible.
Well anyway, she was over the moon about finding this cow, and she lugged that sucker under her arm the entire span of the sale, and was gushing to the seller about how she was looking for such a thing, and how she was going to put it right in her front yard, and she would for sure take such good care of it.
EXQUEEZE ME? BAKING POWDER?
Pretty Sure I just heard you say you were going to put that sucker in your front lawn?
Wow...Oregon keeps getting Classier and Classier.
I giggled to myself, and then bought myself some old school ( I am talkin 80s) stickers of the original NKOTB. For those of you who are too young...NEW KIDS ON THE BLOCK. Oh and some stickers of dogs with unicorn horns. Yeah... such finds.

Anyway, after I purchased said stickers (.10 for both!!) What a steal!!
I went home and had to start getting ready for this party!
I decided I was going to make mint cookie ice cream, and head out.
Loo and I planned on going together, but she didn't text me until late, so decided to venture out by myself.
Drove to Tiffani's house and there was prob about 10 people there at this point. My bestie Alan was there, already a little gone. No big deal.
He had brought my fav strawberry wine! Yay!
So had some wine, and just snacked a little bit on these little food gems. Then we decided to race on the slip n slides! Damn me, so concerned with the water in my face and closing my eyes, I didn't get a chance to grab the stupid flag that says you win! EFF MEE SIDEWAYS!
Well, anyways, that was fun, talked a little bit, had some sausages, and some margarita. Loo showed up later...didn't do slip n side. RUDE.
Mentioned I had made ice cream, and Alan and Nishy bolted off and pretty sure had a fight for it on who would get to finish it off. Love them
And then, I was really tired, so I headed out. It was so good to spend time with people from work, and some of my best friends on the planet.
My camera is still broken, but here are some Pics of the day:

Holly, Alan, and I soaking up the sun

Erin, Me, Alan, and Holly

The gang again.

Love them.

Anook!

Anook kept eating the water...she is fun

Deep in thought. Clearly

The water Slides!!



Loo and me!

My hair is a hot mess...

Hello Boobs.

Our shoes...= our personalities

Summer Sistas

The other birthday girl..but she was pouting

Mercedes Love

The Birthday Girl

Love her.

Celtic Music in the Parky Park!

So Friday after work, I went home and picked up Sullivan Louise and we went to concert in the park
We have been doing our best to go to every one, the days that we are in town. It is a great way to get outside after being stuck inside all day, and listen and support some local artists. And Sully can come to, so of course that is a bonus!
The band that was playing was called Golden Bough. I guess they are a Celtic Music Trio. The concerts usually start around 7:30pm, and end around 9ish. I didn't get there until like 8:30 because I was trying to decide what to make for dinner and going back an forth on what I really wanted to do with my evening. So I went there, and took Sully, had a really good time. They played for a LONG TIME. They normally stop around 9, but actually went to about 9:45 ish, it was lovely They were really awesome! I wish I had gotten there earlier in the day to enjoy more of them. But no such luck!
Afterwards, I didn't really feel like going home, so I decided to treat myself to dinner. The place I was trying to go to, that has really delicious food AND wine, wasn't open, so I was thinking maybe a little bit of Mexican food. I went to 3 different Mexican restaurants, and they were all closing in like 10 mins, and I really just wanted to kick back and read my book and just take my time. I would feel really bad about doing that to someone..I mean..I would curb stomp a bitch if they did that to me.
But I was STARVING, and Didn't want to go home, and definitely didn't want fast food.
I decided to see if this wine bar was open in downtown Monmouth, that I have been DYING to try!
It is called Crush!

Their sign out front.

So plush and cute inside!



I drove by and Lo and Behold! It was open! I went in, and it wasn't very busy, but they were SUPER nice, and I ordered myself a bread and cheese plate, and had a glass of wine. It was seriously amazing! They had these giant comfy chairs, I could snuggle up in with my wine, and eat my cheese, and read my book in peace. It was everything I was wanting! Seriously awesome!! I was there for about an hour and half and then decided to go home and watch some TV with my girls.
I could not have asked for a more perfect night. Although I was by myself, it was just relaxing, and perfect. Love these nights.
Sorry no pics of the eve.
When all of you beezys come to visit, I shall take you to Crush.
I am officially obsessed.


Love you all times PI.

A blur!

Oh goodness my little chickens, I have not blogged in forevs. I know I have done stuff with my life...but to be honest..I am not really sure what those entail. This post will be a semi-catch up...but I am sorry my loves, it won't be that exciting. You could probably just stop reading...now. Okay nevermind, keep going.
ANYWAY, so since the weekend of the 4th, I definitely have not gone back to Washington. I have been trying to save money for my Disneyland trip, and since Washington takes about 5 hours to get to, from where I live, back and forth in a weekend...is a bit much. No bueno! So anywho, my weeks consist of the same, Thursdays are movies in the park, Fridays are Concerts in the park, and of course the weekends and Saturdays, I fill with beach time...oh and my other love. GARAGE SALES. <insert grandma jokes here> I get it. It is the most grandma thing for me to do to fill my time. I get it...judge me. I dare you.
But to be honest, I always find lots of little treasures and what not. The other day I found myself  a banana hammock..**EXCUSE ME...WHAT WAS THAT YOU SAY?** A banana hammock! Maybe there is a better term...for this little crown jewel...but it is where you hang your bananas with a combined fruit basket...so that way the bananas last longer. Yeah. It is awesome. You probably thought of something dirty. I love you for it.
Anyway, so yeah pretty much just hanging out and killing time until my vacation. I apologize my little bloggimirs that I haven't updated you as of late..but that is pretty much...what has happened. It is rather unfortunate..
I have stories...that don't belong in this post. I will share shortly.

Lazy day at the beach

So it has been pretty warm in Oregon this July, not as hot as it normally is...but hot for this albino Norski..nonetheless!! I have been spending my weekends, garage saling it up....and then trying to spend as much time as possible at the beach. It is kind of difficult..because there are not very many beaches in Oregon...and the good ones that do, Sully cannot come. Which is LAME.

So yesterday, I went to the fruit stand here by my house to pick up some fresh peaches so I can make peach gelato. Whats that you say? You just came? Yeah me too. So ventured to the fruit stand because I had gone here about a week prior, and they told me that peaches would be in season in about a week. Okay, cool. I clearly have been wanting to make this peach gelato recipe FOREVER. So ventured back to the fruit stand, and lo and behold. NO PEACHES! Seriously!? Who do I have to blow to get fresh peaches around here!?!
Don't answer that.
Anyway, she said that something happened with the "peach crop" *Insert immature giggle* and they won't be ready for at least ANOTHER WEEK. Well momma needs her gelato. So, decided to go to Roths and pick some up instead. Not what I wanted to do. But desperate times, call for desperate measures.
So picked up the peaches, and then got to work on my gelato. Clearly I didn't read the recipe beforehand or else I would have done things a little bit differently, but the gelato mixture has to refrigerate for 12 hours!? HONESTLY!?
I was so upset.
So WHATEVER, its fine, who needs peach gelato?
So spent the night sitting in a corner, sucking my thumb, rocking back and forth silently.
Believe it if you wish.
The song, peaches and cream may have come up on my ipod. RUDE. So insensitive. Anyways.

Pics of the day, Sorry none of Peaches or Gelato. LAME.

My Beach Cruiser.

Sham. WOW.

Look at baby newt!

Me channeling my inner Pocahontas

The next day, woke up and the sun was shining through my windows.
The day of reckoning had arrived! HALLEJUAH!
I made Peach Gelato! AMAZING!
And then decided to head to the river in Independence so Sully and I could cool off. We just hung out, and laid in the sun. There was a family next to us at the river that kept splashing us, and Sully and I were not having it, so we left after a little while, but it was still good to be in the river.

Typical Summer Pic

The River-With Splash Mc SplasherKids hang right

River in my backyard

Would you take  alook at those Renaissance rolls?

Then we came home, BBQed, and then got ready for the week.

Love you all times PI 

The little boy.

So on Saturday, July 16th, Sully and I try to make it a point to go to the Salem Farmers market and just get fresh fruits and veggies to carry out our week. I hadn't been in a few weeks, but definitely was looking for some lechuga, and some broccoli. I packed her up, we went to dutchy, Iced Annihilator for me, and a whip cream doggie bone for her. Loves it. Then we went to the dirty dirty of Salem for the market. I love it there, it is awesome, minus the creeper that was there last time, whizzing by on his bike whispering weird things to me under his breath. No big deal right? Right.
SO anyway, went there, and kind of did my rounds, got the fruits and veggies, gazed at the flowers, and stuff. As I was heading out, I looked back to make sure I wasn't being followed...yeah. I am weird like that..and this kid is like running towards me. He is a 13 year old chubby little thing, probably in the most awkward stage of his life..I thought he was running because there was a sale on legos or something....so I turned around, and just kept going.

Apparently the legos were gone? Because he taps me on the shoulder, and I turn around, and this kid is so nervous he is sweatin balls. He has a tiny scrap of paper in his hand and a pen. And he goes....umm..soo.. uh..my older brother thinks your really cute, and he is wanting me to get your number"
I kid you not, I laughed in this kids face. EXQUEEZE ME? BAKING POWDER?
Your brother sent you out...on a mission...to get my number?
Oh for the love of Pete.
He kept like looking down, and fumbling with his paper, and kicking at the ground. To be entirely honest. I felt bad for him.
So...because this girl is crazy, and has a hard time saying no to people...I gave it to him.
Why you ask? Because the kid looked so pathetic...
Trust me. I am so gullible, that I know this type of shit will get me murdered one day.
Free candy you say? SCORE!
Strange man tells me Sully is in trouble? Let me get in your car and take me to the scene of the crime. Really...my crime. My murder scene. No big deal?
I digress.
SO...the kid, lets call him Nugget, thanks me, tells me I look beautiful, and then runs away, just as fast as he ran up to me. I laughed and went about my day.

Well...
So the recipient of said number, decides to text me, I kid you not...not even 15 mins later. You reek of teen spirit and desperation.
Lets call him Chicken Little. Or C. Little for short
C little: Oh so..I got this number from my cousin, he thought you were really cute, but I didn't see, I was just super busy..
Me: Oh so do you always send out Nugget to get girls numbers for you? Classy.
C Little: Hah.. maybe?
 Cool...well he texts me off and on...for the remainder of the day.
So I ask him, how old are you?
C Little says really excitiedly like I am going to be proud of this next statement.
"OH I just turned 17".
SHUT THE FUCK UP.

I was like no...You are younger then my LITTLE BROTHER.
C Little: Well I am probably mature for my age.

HAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAH Right.
This was really where the conversation ended. I can't even talk to you. I don't even know what that age is like anymore. Do you still get babysat? Mama drives you to Football practice? Living with your parents? Oh. My. Gee. Seriously. RIDICULOUS
Every once in awhile I will get a text from him even still, never responding...because HONESTLY...you were 16 last year. I was 16...I dont even remember when. You are a child.
You have Nugget, fetch you numbers. HAH. Oh my Oh My.

So that was the story of the little boy, not being able to say no, or not being able to think of excuses on the spot is starting to effect my lifestyle. I have a few other stories...such as this one.
Stay tuned my pets.

Love you all times PI

Scaling a mountain...to go swimming at a lake.

Let me start off by saying, it is VERY hard to find places to swim in Oregon. I know that part of that has to do with the fact that I don't know the area very well, but I think the other (MUCH LARGER) portion, is the fact, that in this area of down home Independence, and surrounding areas, there really is not that many places to swim. There are rivers surely, but not any really good lakes, like there are in Washington. So anyway, it has been really tough, and taken quite a while to get used to. But one lake that I have been talked to alot while I have been down here is Foster Lake. Everyone seems to LOVE Foster Lake. I have asked around, and it is a really good swimming area, and from the sounds of it, seemed like everything that I was looking for...that Oregon is lacking. So anyway, I called up Looey, and I asked her if she wanted to come with me to the beach to lay out..because it was supposed to be in the 80s or so. This was very exciting, because it has seriously been so cold and rainy..and it is FREAKING JULY! She agreed, and I said perfect, why don't you come over for breakfast, bring your dogs, and we will make a day out of it. She came over, and I made banana pancakes with whip cream. AMAZING. Seriously...Mouth-gasm. YUM

Jesse, Murphy, and Charlie

Momma & Sully



Anyway, after that, we packed up the old Yari Yari, and took her out on this grand adventure to Foster Lake. I couldn't find an exact address for swimming areas for Foster Lake, so I figured I would program a campground into my phone, that had Foster Lake in the name, and then just watch out for the signs, (ie. Brown signs that show people swimming, you know the ones?" Well little did I know, that was going to be a HUGE mistake. UGH. This day frustrates me..just talking about it. Anyway, so we took the boys, and girls, went to dutchy, where they all got treats...and Sham proceeded to nom every other dogs biscuit off of them. No big deal. I have let my dog become the porker in class. No bigs.
So on my way, on my way. We pass a BEAUTIFUL Lake, and we think to ourselves, that is prob it...but it says that this campground is an additional 40 mins away...so we think that this is prob one section of the lake...we go up the mountain, go back down themountain and the lake is on the other side as well. Um. Yeah. NO!
Some pictures of the car ride,

Momma Can I drive?

The campground comes and goes...No sign of the lake...we are like what the heck!? How can they call themselves "Foster Lake Campground" and not even be near Foster Lake. how the heck is this possible!! So anyways, we are getting kind of frustrated, the dogs are getting antsy, Charlie the dog is puking in my backseat. Oh em Gee. We finally pull over, into this trail area, because I have to pee so bad I might burst. We find this little trail which we think is off the beaten path, but apparently there are campers, and it is a trail that people use. I decided to use this trail to pee. SO I pull my pants down, ass in the air, and go pee...I kind of wish, some hikers had come around the corner at that moment in time. They would have gotten QUITE the sight!! I ran back to the car, because I psyched myself out...and as I was running..I kick a stick and the stick goes into my toe and starts bleeding.. AHHH it hurt so freaking bad!! Oh gosh...so terrible.
Anyways, after Loo got back in after she went pee too...we decided to turn around and go back up the mountain, go back down and back to that lake that we saw, because apparently there are NO signs that say swimming area. This way..or nothing. How hard is that!? I mean HONESTLY PEOPLE WORK WITH ME HERE!!
So anyway, finally find an address on my phone for a popular swimming area..and find the area, go into the parking lot, and apparently you have to pay for parking. FML. I don't' have any cash on me, and it is a cash only facility. He says that we can park on the road too, and not have to pay. Such Luck! So after we park our car, we take our dogs, and our stuff, and head out down to the lake. It is a gorgeous day! I am just so frustrated with the days events, and the fact, that I wasted so much gas and money scaling the mountain and back. Don't get me wrong, it was a lovely drive...but it was just a waste of money. When I don't really have extras to be spending.
Anyways, just parked out down by the lake and read my book, and Sham and I layed in the sun.

Being a babe...HAH



Apparently dogs are not allowed in the swimming area (UGH another one of my peeves), but I did dip her in a few times anyways, just to cool her down. We didn't stay very long because Jesses dogs were acting up. So we packed up and headed back to the car. Packed up the stuff, and made the long journey home.
It was so funny on the way home, so Sully is used to sitting in the front seat...Sham is my co-pilot..or something along those lines :) Anyways, she was SUPER jealous that Murphy was sitting in the front on Jesses lap..so she decided that she was going to find room, and find room she did. It was so funny she was squeezed so tightly on the passenger seat. Love Love her.

Would you LOOK at that neck roll? :)



Then came home, and BBQed, then passed out after a long day, So finally happy to be home.

Some pictures of course,

Love it

Beautiful Lake

Me at Foster

Thats my daughter, Baby Sully

Weak try at a self portrait

Crazy Dog