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Tuesday, October 30th, 2007
Blog Block

I guess it’s like writer’s block, but blog block. I sat here for ten minutes staring at the screen and wondering what the hell I was going to blog about today.

Then I thought about what was on my mind. Well, what’s not on my mind?

Kids, work, report cards Friday, when the 15 YO will finish driver’s ed, the fact that I have to make my house spotless for my MIL’s visit, my expanding waistline, my eczema breakout from eating Chik-Fil-A, it’s Tuesday so the trash needs to be taken out tonight, my desk covered in papers, the 11 YO’s zipper broke on his jacket on a 32 degree morning, and… my trip to Vegas next week.

Sometimes I think about so much it becomes too much and I can’t focus. Like now. So I need to take one of that laundry list up there and focus on it.

What do you think I should focus on?

I knew you’d say that.

I am off to Vegas next Thursday for a romantic, fun getaway with just me and DH. I’m trying NOT to think too much about it or I’ll get over-anxious. It’s coming sooner than later and of course, the trip itself marks a milestone in my life.

40.

That’s 40.

FORTY.

*sigh*

I’m not quite sure if it bothers me or not, but just the fact that I’m hitting that middle-aged area makes my stomach cramp. I mean, where did the last 20 years go?

Anyhoo, so my blog block meandered through my overactive brain and hopefully entertained you, dear reader. Now I’m off to blowdry my hair and go to work.

P.S. Viva Las Vegas!

Monday, October 29th, 2007
Monday Eye Candy

Monday’s eye candy for your viewing pleasure.

Saturday, October 27th, 2007
Go forth and play

Here’s a fun game to play for Halloween.

Halloween Hangman!

Friday, October 26th, 2007
I'm not here today

Catch me over at Writers Across Time wondering if I’d really survive in the past… or would my craving for my laptop and DVR overcome me?

Thursday, October 25th, 2007
Thursday Thirteen

Happy Thursday y’all! Today’s TT is about things I’ve seen/heard/read the past week that struck me as odd.

Thirteen Weird Happenings

1. Some woman tied up her boyfriend, cut him with a knife, then drank his blood, apparently convinced she was a vampire.

2. I saw a bumpersticker that said “I Love Lemurs”. How very random.

3. On the license plate of a Crown Victoria – “NOTACOP”.

4. A big burly, hairy guy driving a Camry with the license place “HUNYBEAR”.

5. A man found a 3.92 carat diamond in Murfreesboro, Arkansas at the diamond mine where visitors are allowed to keep what they find.

6. Some crazy SOB in Raleigh had 112 dogs in his house. Yes, they were seized and yes, it smelled exactly what you’d expect.

7. Marie Osmond fainted on Dancing with the Stars, then apparently blamed it on the wildfires in California.

8. I saw a sign that said “Google Ron Paul”. Who the hell is Ron Paul anyway and why would I want to Google him?

9. A woman in a neighboring county killed her baby, hid her body in the attic in a diaper box for a month, then reported her missing when her husband returned from Iraq after 15 months. This prompted an Amber Alert and a thorough search of her house. Some people should NOT be parents.

10. I quote from MSNBC: “Comcast Corp. on Tuesday acknowledged “delaying” some subscriber Internet traffic, but said any roadblocks it puts up are temporary and intended to improve surfing for other users.” WTF?

11. An apartment building in Manhattan released 720,000 ladybugs from Montana into their plants and trees to eat the bugs eating their foliage.

12. Britney Spears showed her hoo-hoo again on Tuesday. Can the girl just find some panties?

13. Jackie Chan has recorded the “official” song for the 2008 Beijing Olympics. Hm, that doesn’t strike me as odd as finding out he’s released several albums.

What about y’all? Any weird, crazy stuff you’ve run into this week?

Wednesday, October 24th, 2007
Happy Hump Day

Happy hump day, y’all!

One week until Halloween, two weeks until my birthday. Am I prepared? Hell no.

*sigh*

My house is a mess, 11 YO has not yet decided on costume, I’ve got piles of promo items to mail to reader groups for my releases, can’t seem to get my new MySpace page to look even remotely nice (any MySpace gurus out there willing to help a peep out?), I just ate potato chips with my breakfast (my no-no food), and my allergies have not yet calmed down from my weekend of indulgence in TN.

*double sigh*

I need a pick-me-up people! Off in search of something fun… I found this. I am TOTALLY a child of the 1970s.

Take a look at this list. If you can identify with more than half of them, you are a child of the 1970’s.

    “All skaters, change directions” means something to you.

    “Members Only” jackets…say no more.

    Chevy Chase was really funny in those vacation movies.

    If female: you thought that Shawn Cassidy was “dreamy”, lusted after “Ted, your ship’s photographer” on the Love Boat or Chachi.

    If male: your first love was Marsha Brady, Jeannine, Samantha from Bewitched, Josie or any one of the Pussycat.

    In your sophomore class picture, you’re wearing a shirt with the collar “up”.

    It was a major accomplishment to get to the “Chase” scene in Ms. Pacman.

    Leg warmers were cool.

    Most of the fillings in your mouth are directly related to Bazooka or Bubble Yum.

    Rotary phones.

    Schoolhouse Rock played a HUGE part in how you learned things like grammar, math and history. (A big hint here is if the only way you can recite the Preamble to the Constitution is by singing it.)

    The Brady Bunch Movie brings back warm memories.

    You can remember the words to the theme song of “The Greatest American Hero.” (“BELIEVE IT OR NOT, I’M WALKIN’ ON AIR… I NEVER THOUGHT I COULD FEEL SO FREE-EE-EE…”)

    There was nothing strange about Bert and Ernie living together.

    This rings a bell: “and my name, is Charlie. They work for me.”

    You actually believed that Mikey, famed kid on the Life cereal commercials, died after eating Pop Rocks and drinking a Coke.

    You actually remember Benetton.

    You actually remember Mr. Bill.

    You can recite the Preamble to the Constitution, but only to the tune of Schoolhouse Rock.

    You ever asked to be gagged with a spoon.

    You ever had a Dorothy Hamill haircut or used Short and Sassy shampoo.

    You ever owned a Donnie and Marie or Sonny and Cher poster.

    You ever owned a set of “Pop-Wheels”, that handy little combination of shoe and roller skate that lasted about a year on the open market.

    You ever wanted to learn to play “Stairway to Heaven” on the guitar and choreographed “Dancing Queen” by yourself in your room.

    You know all the words to the double-album set of the “Grease” soundtrack.

    You know who shot J.R.

    You know, by heart, the words to Weird Al Yankovic’s songs.

    You learned to swim at about the same time “Jaws” came out… and still carry the emotional scars to prove it.

    You owned a Jordache anything, or you remember when Jordache jeans were cool.

    You recall when Love’s Baby Soft was in every girl’s Christmas stocking.

    You remember “Friday Night Videos” before the days of MTV.

    You remember Bo and Luke Duke, Daisy, Boss Hogg, or, worst of all – what Sheriff Roscoe’s full name was. (Coltrain)

    You remember having a rotary phone.

    You remember having to get off the couch to change the TV channel.

    You remember that music that was labeled “alternative” really was.

    You remember the days when “safe sex” meant “my parents are going out of town”.

    You remember trying to guess the first episode of the Brady Bunch from the first scene.

    You remember wanting to stay up to see Mr. Bill on Saturday Night Live.

    You remember when film critics were certain that no movie could ever possibly get better special effects than those in the movie TRON.

    You remember when there was only “G”, “PG”, and “R”.

    You remember when your cable TV box had a sliding selector switch and your “cable or VCR remote” was connected to the TV by a CORD!

    You still wonder if Mikey died from a lethal cocktail of Pop Rocks and Coca Cola.

    You took family trips BEFORE the invention of the mini-van and remember riding in the back of the station wagon trying to get passing trucks to honk at you.

    You tuned in regularly to the adventures of the Bionic Man and Woman, Wonder Woman, and/or the Incredible Hulk.

    You were not allowed to see The Exorcist, The Omen, or The Blue Lagoon when they came out.

    You were unsure if Diet Coke would ever catch on.

    Your first musical purchase was an 8-track tape.

    Your jaw would ache by the time you finished one of those brick-sized packages of Bazooka!

    Your parents paid $2,000 for a top-loading VCR that was almost the size of a coffee table.

    Your parents wanted you to attend medical school, but you decided it was pointless since Quincy got all the babes anyway.

    You’re currently employed doing something that has absolutely nothing to do with your college major.

    You’re starting to believe that having the kids go to school all year wouldn’t be such a bad idea after all.

    You’ve ever owned a pair of rainbow suspenders like the ones Mork used to wear.

    You’ve recently horrified yourself by using any one of the following phrases: “You know, back when…,” “When I was your age…,” or “When I was younger…”

Wednesday, October 24th, 2007
I'm a Preppy Alcoholic? Or a Pretty Goddess?

This is fun! Stole it from Carolan Ivey.

So I’m Preppy Alcoholic who wears Big Sunglasses. Or using my first name/married name, a Pretty Goddess who wears Big Sunglasses. Hmmmm….

THE FIRST LETTER OF YOUR FIRST NAME:

A-thuggish
B-Preppy
C-Pretty
D-fabulous
E-Hot
F-Girly
G-Dyke
H-Sweet
I-Retarded
j-Gorgeous
K-Beautiful
L-very sexy
M-Slutty
N-bitchy
O-gangster
P- amazing
Q-Boyish
R-Hot
S-Sexy
T-Sexual
U-Ugly
V-Wonderful
W-Hott
X-emotianal
Y–Over-appreciated
Z-Under-appreciated

NOW THE THIRD IN YOUR LAST NAME

A-bitchyBabe
B- Wizard
C-Bitch
D-Obsesser
E- God (ess)
F-Retard
G-Queen/ King
H-Slut
I-Girl
J-Goth
K-Nerd
L-Alcoholic
M-geek
N-sex god/goddess
O-porn star
P-Skank
Q-chack whore
R-SeX MAcHinE
S- Jackass
T-Coward
U-princess
V-Cry Baby
W-Punk
X-Scared-cat
Y-Whore
Z-Chocoholic

Now What Color Is the Shirt You Are Wearing:

Red- Who Will Do Anything For Crack
purple- Who Looks At Porn 24/7
Orange- Who Likes It In The Butt
Yellow- Who Wants To Have Sex With You
Green- Who will rock your world
Pink- Who’s Good With My Hands
blue- Who likes to strip
White- Who everyone wants to fuck
Brown- Who Wears Big Sunglasses
Black- Who likes it dirty.
Gray- Who gives great head
None-Who is a beast in bed

Tuesday, October 23rd, 2007
I'm back but I'm not here today

Catch me over at Passionate Prose and find out some of the things I did this weekend.

(No, I didn’t get arrested. )

Monday, October 22nd, 2007
Monday Eye Candy

Monday’s eye candy for your viewing pleasure.

Friday, October 19th, 2007
I'm not here this weekend

Hope y’all have a spectacular weekend! I am off Friday through Monday in Kingsport, Tennessee. I will be back online Tuesday!

Women’s Expo
Saturday and Sunday October 20 – 21
Saturday 10am – 6pm & Sunday 1pm – 6pm
MeadowView Convention Center, Kingsport, TN