BOO!

(This post may contain material that is not suitable for children. Reader disgretion is advised) hehe

It's a bird...it's a plane...NO WAIT!

It's John with underwear on the outside of his pants!

(Drum roll please.....) It's QUAIL MAN!


And his love interest...Patty Mayonaise!


Anyone else remember the Nickelodeon classic "Doug" ?




We went all out for our church's Halloween Party/Chili Cookoff this year. John and I cooked chili for the first time ever - and were determined to win! We added our crockpot to the lineup and hoped for the best. (Thank you Wendy for the recipe!)


We ate more chili than anyone really should...lol


And in the end - We took 1st place in the Chili Cookoff and won "Funniest Costume" too! (I credit John for that win...it had to be the underwear)



HAPPY HALLOWEEN FROM NEW ORLEANS!

UP UP AND AWAY ON BUSINESS

For the past few months I've been working for a private airport here in New Orleans. I'm a customer service representative at the front desk and take care of the pilots and passengers when they fly in. Coming from Broadcast to this has meant one big learning curve! I now think in military time and you're more than welcome to quiz me A-Z on the phonetic alphabet! haha

So about a week ago I headed to Orlando for my first real business trip. I kissed John goodbye and headed to the annual aviation convention NBAA.

It was an adventure right from the start - my first trip on a King Air!






This was our booth at the convention:


And the view from our booth: LOL!


We checked out some amazing aircraft displays while we were there too.


And when it comes to planes - they're just like people: It's whats on the inside that counts. Guess how much it costs to fly on the plane below...


$11,000 - $15,000 an hour! Oh to be rich...lol

PLAYIN' HOOKIE WITH THE PRESIDENT

Question: What do you get when you put two conservatives and an Obama together in the same room?

Answer: One really awesome blog post.


John and I entered our names into a lottery to try and get tickets to a Town Hall Meeting with the President. WE WON!

The whole community turned out for the big day.

Some waited in line...


Some filmed every moment for the folks at home...


Some sold Doritos...


Some provided service in a secretive manner...


And some geared up for the big event with a chewy granola bar that was lovingly packed in their lunch by their beautiful wife. But only some were so lucky.

Once we made it to our seats (the top row of a PACKED section of bleachers)

We read up on the issues...


And looked out over the crowd...


...who went wild when he walked in!



He gave a good speech and then opened it up to questions from the audience.


And for all those of you who know what "skeeweet" (sp?) is...I'm pretty sure Barack gave you a little shout out ;)


As Obama left the building, the crowd cheered and everyone flocked around him for last minute pictures. Some of which are quite comical if I do say so myself :)

For instance, while it might look like this woman was pinching his cheeks - that is merely an optical illusion - no pinching took place.


And the hand you see below was not actually touching Obama's face.





John would like to add that he is, and I quote, "Not Gay" as this video might suggest. HAHA

Also, to John and Ellen - If after reading this post you see us unfit to join you for Thanksgiving and Christmas, I'm sure that Bruce and Pat will ;)

PETCO: IT'S WHERE THE PETS AND THE SIGETYS GO

John wanted a snake. I wanted a baby. We bought a Beta.


Meet the newest member of the Sigety family: Tchoupitoulas (Chop-i-two-lis) Sigety. Tchoupitoulas is the name of a street here this is too ridiculous not to use in some way. We just lovingly call him "Chopper"


(above) It looks like that huge statue is in Chopper's tank. False. The statue is behind and not actually in his tank.


Chopper is now our constant reminder to "Just keep swimming, swimming, swimming!" This montra (blatantly stolen from Disney) can be used as a helpful motivator through life's daily struggles.
I think John's would be: "Just keep law school-ing, law school-ing, law school-ing" Mine would be "Just keep elliptical-ing, elliptical-ing, elliptical-ing.
What would yours be? I'm so inspirational.

PIZZA! PIZZA!

John loves pizza. With this fact in place, I feel it my duty as his wife to develop the skill of pizza-making. Sure I could travel to Italy for a once-in-a-lifetime adventure where I learn from the masters how to pattern my pies after perfection betwixt trips to every gelato shop I can find. Insert reality here. I headed to Walmart and got the ingredients. But it was still fun :) John and I both really like deep dish pizzas - so I let the dough rise for a long time. Perhaps a little too long...we had ourselves quite the "fluffy" pizza. Overall a noble attempt. (Especially when you consider that I didn't get my Italy trip)



Conclusion: Because John loves both pizza and me - I can only assume that he likes foods and women who are both saucy and cheesy. As clearly both pizza and I have these qualities.