This One Just In...

Here’s another shot from the party. It’s me and ‘J’ (a two-set) with Mystery and his wingman, Matador, from “The Pickup Artist” on VH1.




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My Night at the Playboy Mansion

Whew! What a NIGHT!! A bunch of us were shuttled over to the mansion from our hotel (Hyatt Century Plaza) at 7pm. When we arrived, we were greeted by a red carpet-- paparazzi style, photos and all. I made a beeline for the bar and started with a lovely vodka-mixed drink. Took the tour, checked out the celebrity wares up for silent auction, chatted with some bunnies, and wafted in all the dinner eats made by Hef’s personal chef.

The rest of the evening was a pleasant blur. In a word: tequila. In two words: Patron Silver. Aaaaaaaaahh, talk about Premium. As I was downing shot after shot, I kept thinking of those lewd t-shirts in Ft. Lauderdale and one in particular that read, “One Tequila, Two Tequila, Three Tequila, FLOOR!”

Luckily, I never hit the floor. I even managed to make a few flies on the free-standing pole. And yes, I swam in the grotto! All in all, it was a fabulous time. I met some great people and had an absolute blast.

There was an after party back at the hotel and believe it or not, I even made it to the after-after party. I made it back to my room at 4am and even remembered to set my alarm for 7am. Oooh, waking up to that was PAINFUL. I had to make the 2 hour drive back to San Diego to take my beautiful daughter to her ballet class. Couldn’t miss that. Then after ballet it was my son’s soccer game followed by a skateboarding lesson. All of this sans Tylenol. Didn't want to overload my poor liver anymore than I already had... Goes to show what hangovers will do to your logical thought processes.

At 2pm, I nearly passed out while driving home. I don’t know how I made it. But when I did, I crashed hard and slept ‘til Sunday!!!!

Thanks for everything, Hef!

Grand Prize Winner!

I was looking for someone to actually decipher the lyrics by EAR and not by Google (lol), but major props go to JOSH in Colorado for being so resourceful and sending this in! THANK YOU!

Here y'all go...



I like to move it, move it

Ya like to ("Move it")

I like to move it, move it

I like to move it, move it

I like to move it, move it

Ya like to ("Move it")

I like to move it, move it

I like to move it, move it

I like to move it, move it

Ya like to ("Move it")

All girls all over the world,original Mad Stuntman pon ya case man!

I love how all girls a move them body,and when ya move ya body, and move it,nice and sweet and sexy, alright!

Woman ya cute, and you don't need no make up,

original cute body you a mek man mud up.

Woman ya cute, and you don't need no make up,

original cute body you a mek man mud up.

Woman! Physically fit, physically fit,

physically, physically, physically fit

Woman! Physically fit, physically fit,

physically, physically, physically fit

Woman! Ya nice, sweet, fantastic

Big ship on de ocean that a big titanic

Woman! Ya nice, sweet, energetic

Big ship on de ocean that a big titanic

Woman! Ya nice, sweet, fantastic

Big ship on de ocean that a big titanic

Woman! Ya nice, sweet, energetic

Big ship on de ocean that a big titanic

I like to move it, move it

I like to move it, move it

I like to move it, move it

Ya like to ("Move it")

I like to move it, move it

I like to move it, move it

I like to move it, move it

Ya like to ("Move it")

Now I know many of you are sitting at a desk somewhere, perhaps at work or at home... Whereas before, we could only just raise our arms and wiggle, now we can sing along! Lemme hear it!!!

*Oh, and what does he mean by nice big ship like the titanic?!?!?

Back-to-School WeekEND

It's Back-to-School week and what better way is there to celebrate, than to knock off another big list item this weekend? Yup, this soccer mom’s going to be partying it up at the Playboy Mansion. “A” went several years ago and encouraged me to check it out.

CHECK IT OUT?

I had to chuckle. He makes it sound like it’s the latest road kill on I-5. Check it out... He’s damned straight I’m going to check it out! I’ll be looking for Snoop Dogg, interrogating the playmates and swimming in the Grotto, too! So here’s the thing… What the hell do I wear?!?!?




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Tina's Very Own "Singing Bee"

Okay, so "A" and I went to a great party this weekend where this oldie but goodie was spun by the DJ. Here's the deal... I'll give anyone a Grand Prize if he/she can decipher what the hell this guy is saying in this longtime favorite o' mine (besides the title track!)...

Vacation All I Ever Wanted..

Last week, “A” and I took our very first trip sans kids. We met up with some friends and associates on a cruise and sailed from Ft. Lauderdale to Key West, Cozumel, Belize and back. The last time we’d been to Ft. Lauderdale was probably 8 years ago. We had a lot of fun memories there and were excited to revisit. We walked along A1A and visited the many shops and bars. Ft. Lauderdale has got to be the capital of lewd t-shirts. I kept thinking of Vanilla Ice driving his 5.0 and singing “Ice Ice Baby.” After a great seafood dinner at one of the cafes, we actually stopped back at the place where I got my FIRST navel piercing. New owners, expanded shop... but it was still pretty neat. Next morning, we ran up and down the beach to see if we could still cover the same distance we did 8 years ago – no sweat!

Our first stop on the ship was Key West. We only had a half day there, so we just walked Duval Street, shopped around and had some Key Lime pie. We spent the rest of the day partying on the boat.

In Cozumel, we took a taxi to a private 5 star resort, The Reef Club. This place was luscious. We spent the entire day enjoying unlimited food, drinks, water sports and lounging. The pool was gorgeous and the beach and waters were pristine. After several hours we went to their incredible spa and had an amazing couples massage. It was WONDERFUL. We ended the day with a little shopping before getting back to the ship.

Next stop was Belize, where we had a much more active day scheduled. We hiked through the jungle, zip-lined through the forest at 85 feet, hiked some more, and cave tubed back. Very very exhilarating and cool.

Our last day was at sea. We did the pool scene most of the day- it was very relaxing. All in all, this was a fabulous trip and itinerary. Even though we missed the kids horribly, it felt like a second honeymoon (awwwwwww..) Here's one of the gazillion cheesy photos that they snap at you all day long:

Back at the Hair Salon...

Yes. I fell out of bed and neglected my blog for a while... Just been trying to enjoy the last few weeks of summer :)

Anyway, a couple weeks ago I was back in the chair to see “M” for my trusty hair appointment. As my faithful readers and friends know, I have been emerging from these appointments with much more than just a fresh haircut. Last time, if you'll recall (Haircuts...), I left my appointment with a navel piercing.

So there I was, chatting away with "M" when out of nowhere appears this skinny, scrawny little black and white kitten. I reach out to pet him thinking he’ll bolt, but instead he comes closer and says hello. He then sprawls out on the floor amidst all the hullabaloo of the salon. People were coming in and out the front entrance. Hairdressers were stepping over and around him to get by. It was comical. He may as well have been lounging beachside while sippin' a mojito, the way he looked.

Curious, I asked "M" about the cat (Mistake #1). She proceeds to tell me the cat is a stray that has been visiting the salon for the past 2 days.

“He needs a home” she says. (Mistake #2)

Being that I am not a cat-person, one of the items on my Big List is to “have a cat that acts like a dog”. Friendly, social, no freak-outs, no hissing, no scratching, no hiding all day long. So, basically, this list item would forever remain unchecked. Ha Ha.

Long story short: I went home with the cat. Fleas, worms and all. ?#@&!

I don't know what bleeding heart sentiment I was possessed by, but it was this kitty's lucky day. He didn't know what hit him. Within 24 hours, he received a flea bath and treatment, a slew of kitty vaccines and had his testicles snipped to boot. Yeah, we don't waste anytime around here at the House of Wilson.

Oh, and his name?

Flea.

(And if you look closely enough, you'll even see the blood-suckers hopping around his face..)