[tube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4BllUgStR2I&feature=related[/tube]

I used to dream of being a flair bartender. Unfortunately I have a problem with depth perception, which I didn’t realize until I got beaned on the nose with a half-full bottle of Bacardi.

Nowadays, I’m not sure if I’d be thrilled at watching such an event taking place right in front of my eyes by a bar full of pretty men? or would I just say something obnoxious like hey, can I just have my drink pleaaaaaaaaaase? Does that make me old?

How about you? Give me my drink, or spin it again baby?

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carrie

Carrie Spencer Author - Smart Ass Romance

[tube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pmmsr7PAhWU[/tube]

Budweiser commercials always make me cry. Every damn time. Even if they’re funny, they make me cry. Like Hallmark commercials. Oy.

But this one I had to include because of course, it features an ass. =)

What’s your commercial weakness? What commercials ALWAYS make you cry?

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carrie

Carrie Spencer Author - Smart Ass Romance

[tube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SqAurinccQM[/tube]

Ok, this just puts me on the floor. I’ve watched it at least five times and I giggle every single time. The man on the right shows the perfect hip wiggle, then tossing the shaker away at the end, his entire focus on the woman. The man on the left, well…lol….he has his focus on the man on the right.

Now that you’ve watched the video and giggled….what was the woman on the right wearing? What was the man on the left wearing? Is this something YOUR husband would do if he saw another man impressing his woman this way?

Do tell…what silly thing has your SO done that he never would have without some peer pressure, prodding or jealousy?

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carrie

Carrie Spencer Author - Smart Ass Romance

[tube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IN8O6XqAbZo[/tube]

For those of you having Olympic withdrawals, here’s a bit of a giggle. =)

And what’s your favorite I-have-to-watch-it-no-matter-what-time-it’s-on event?

Carrie Spencer Author - Smart Ass Romance

My cats have been on a rampage. If I let myself think about it, I’d say they’ve been on one for years, but this LATEST rampage seems to be “Lets wake Carrie up at 630am”.

Those of you who know me KNOW I don’t do 630am.

However cats don’t tell time. The little darlings.

So I invested in a squirt gun. I’ll just squeeze off a little cat stunning stream at 630am and then with a big smile on my face go back to sleep for an hour.

I bought a BIG purple squirt gun (with orange accents) for only a dollar at Wal-Mart. Worth every penny I thought to myself. I filled it with water, did a test squeeze and zaaaaapppp! perfecto.

Mwahahahaha. I cackled. Yes, an outright witchy-poo cackle. Sleep would be mine!

Right on cue, 630am came the heart wrenching meowing. The “please stroke my head right this very second” bumping. The “I’m going to lay on your full bladder” recline.

I reached for my trusty squirt gun, giggling in my sleep groggy brain. This was going to end. NOW.

Squeeze.

Nothing.

Crap.

Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze.

Suddenly there are rivulets of ice cold water running down my arm, drenching the bed. Squirt gun fail.

Yes, this did inspire me and my full bladder to get up. Yes, the cats got their 630am treat fix.

Yes, the cats win again.

But there’s always tomorrow…..

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carrie

Carrie Spencer Author - Smart Ass Romance