Friday, September 30, 2005
Quiz whore strikes again
| Your Fortune Is |
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posted by Mel Francis @ 6:13 PM |
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My world...
I'm sick of living in everyone else's world. Dammit! It's my turn.
You all are invited to live in my world. In this world, there is no dream too big, no shoe too small, no blue eyeshadow, and no bad advice.
In my world, there's no homework or bad grades.
If your ass is the size of Texas (she says, looking behind her) you're not only welcomed, but revered.
Ah yes. I love my world. Who's with me?
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Okay, on to another topic.
Yesterday, I told you all about my dilemma with my first born.
Hubby and I briefly discussed punishments/rewards/solutions yesterday before I headed home to deal with the issue. I told him that since Ian currently had an F in Math that I felt he shouldn't plan in his last soccer game (which is next week) and he shouldn't play Flag Football until that grade is back at a C or higher.
He said, "Okay."
Now, I interpreted "Okay" to mean, "I agree."
Appparently, "Okay" meant, "I don't want to argue about it."
Hmmmm.
So now, he's asking me if I'm not sending Ian a mixed message because I've always said it isn't fair to punish the team by not allowing a child to play if he's grounded. And I still stand by that--I don't take team sports away as punishment, normally.
BUT! HE HAS AN F!
In Jr. High and High School, he wouldn't be allowed to play with that grade...so who's sending the mixed message?
Before I forget--Thank you to my dear friend and former college roommate, PamPam (Pamela Kahler), for sending me all that great information and parenting tips.
posted by Mel Francis @ 2:24 PM |
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Thursday, September 29, 2005
Survivor
It really only gets good right before the tribes merge...but tonight was pretty enlightening.
Poor Brianna. (pictured) She just wasn't woman enough for the competition. What a dumbass. How many times during the immunity challenge did she have to be told to GO TO THE BALL! OMG. Honestly. She deserved to get shitcanned.
Her puny little excuse, "I didn't understand what she meant when she said 'pick'. I don't know basketball."
You don't know basketball? Then why did you pick (snort) the Seattle Sonics as your favorite sports team? Last time I checked, they were a BASKETBALL TEAM.
DUMBASS.
Lydia impressed me again, tonight. Last week, it was her work ethic that had me pulling for her--this week it was her gumption. No, she wasn't the best player in the immunity challenge; not even close. BUT, she gave it her all. And THAT's all I care about.
Jamie, Jamie, Jamie. Just take your shirt off and shut up.
I like this cast of characters. I still love Stephenie--though her whining about always being a loser is grating on my nerves some...but I'm still pulling for her. She kicks ass.
I really like the Yaxha team. I'm pulling for them...I hope they can survive these last two tribal councils.
posted by Mel Francis @ 9:56 PM |
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A mother's plight
I have a child who isn't motivated by ANYTHING. He's having trouble in school...not turning in homework, doing poorly on tests, doodling instead of taking notes, etc. (he's a lot like me, actually...but school came much easier to me than it does to him)
I need help.
Tonight, if I don't beat him into submission, I'm going to have to figure out how to snap him to attention.
We've offered to pay him-- $10 for every A on his report card; $5 for Bs and nothing for Cs...anything lower, and he owes us money. He seemed excited about this and we thought--YAY! WE FOUND HIS MOTIVATION. Since we made this deal, he's missed 3 homework assignments. ARGH!
Should I promise him a trip to wherever he wants to go if he straightens up? Should I beat the snot outta him? Should I just ignore it and hope it'll go away?
The teacher is asking for advice--unfortunately, I have none to give. Sigh.
posted by Mel Francis @ 1:18 PM |
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Wednesday, September 28, 2005
Hottie du jour
I love Wednesdays; don't you?
Is it any wonder that Wednesdays are called hump day?
posted by Mel Francis @ 1:39 PM |
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Tuesday, September 27, 2005
Another Quiz...
| Your 80s Heartthrob Is |
 Scott Baio |
posted by Mel Francis @ 1:23 PM |
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First budgets, now dieting
You know, I'm an all or nothing kinda gal. So, I figured since I'm tackling the world of budgets, I may as well tackle my big fat ass while I'm at it.I'm a babe. I know it. It's just that most people have a real hard time seeing that side of me because they can't look past the fleshy rolls on my waist or the continent I call my ass.
So, today I made a commitment with another babe to meet her at the gym 3 days a week. On top of that, a group of us at the office are getting together to weigh-in once a week. $1 goes in the pot if you don't lose. And $1 for every lb you gain goes in the pot. At the end of the month, whoever loses the most weight, gets the pot. Maybe this will work. Who knows? One thing is for certain, I have to do something.
Who will be the biggest loser in Month 1? Check back October 25th!
posted by Mel Francis @ 10:47 AM |
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Monday, September 26, 2005
A budgeting we will go...
I've been married over twelve years and in those twelve years, I've been the bill payer.
The hubby, would have nothing to do with the money, other than depositing his check into our account for me to spend as I saw fit.
And, of course, I loved it that way. It was a beautiful system and it worked well for us...mostly.
Sometimes, I would fall off the bill paying wagon and fall into the spend-freely wagon. I loved to ride on the spend wagon. (not to be confused with the Dixie Chicks' Sin Wagon, though the two are probably cousins)Unfortunately, riding on the spend wagon can be expensive--just how expensive, nobody knew, because we didn't have a budget.
Well, we do now.
Because last week, I figured out how much money we've been spending and trying to tabulate what we have to show for it. Wow. Can I just say, welve spent ALOT and I'm still looking for evidence of where it went.
So, let the budgeting commence. I have a new car I want to buy, we need a new computer, my hubby wants a Powerbook, and then there's the old savings account which is feeling a little lonely.
Wonder how long this will last? Hopefully longer than my diet.
posted by Mel Francis @ 2:55 PM |
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Sunday, September 25, 2005
Rainy Sundays
And I've barely left the bed.
This morning, I drank a pot of coffee while helping American Title II finalist, Maria Geraci, work on her entry. Then I took a shower and went to lunch with the fam after they got back from mass. (Non-Catholic here living among the holy) After lunch, I put my jammies back on, grabbed my book (Lord of Sin) and got into bed.
Hubby did the same. We sent the kids off (banished them) to their part of the house to read for school...and we just lingered in bed. Awesome.
Tonight is the season premiere of Desperate Housewives and Grey's Anatomy. I can't wait. Yes, I'm a TV whore. And I'm proud of it.
okay, and I'm a quiz whore, too. Shut up.
Your Seduction Style: Prized Object |
 The seduction game you play is tried, true, and still effective: hard to get. You know that the best seducers turn the tables - and get their crush to seduce them. The one running has the power, and you're a challenge that is worth the chase. You are a master of enticing and pulling back. Giving a little and taking some away. You are controlled enough to know rewards come after a long seduction dance. Even though you want to call, email, or say "I love you" first - you don't! You're style is the perfect mix of hot and cold - so much so that you have many suitors. Think Holly Golightly from Breakfast at Tiffany's ... or any of those creepy guys from the Bachelor. You're skilled at inspiring a chase. The real test is picking the person to slow down for. |
posted by Mel Francis @ 5:37 PM |
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Saturday, September 24, 2005
My color. Shut up. I like to take these quizzes.
#FFC0CB |
Your dominant hue is red... you are passionate, energetic, and unafraid of life's changes. You're all about getting out and trying something new, even if it means taking risks that other people would be afraid of. Hey, if they're afraid and you're not, more power to you, right? Your saturation level is low - You stay out of stressful situations and advise others to do the same. You may not be the go-to person when something really needs done, but you know never to blow things out of proportion. Your outlook on life is very bright. You are sunny and optimistic about life and others find it very encouraging, but remember to tone it down if you sense irritation. |
I have to say that Pink is my favorite color.
Though, maybe it should be green...all shades...because, as you know, if it's green--it matches.
posted by Mel Francis @ 5:25 PM |
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Friday, September 23, 2005
If it's green, it matches
Sigh.IF IT'S GREEN IT MATCHES
That is my youngest son's motto.
The proof is in the picture.
Rader is a creative soul. Can you tell?
So, this morning, he saw my blog (or as he calls it, my Bee-log) about Ian and he asked me, "When you gonna Bee-log about me, Momma?"
So, here's my youngest son's Bee-log. You'll be seeing more of him, I promise.
posted by Mel Francis @ 5:23 PM |
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Thursday, September 22, 2005
Bragging rights
I have to brag. Yes, this is a momma moment, if you don't want to read it, go away.Ian has been playing soccer since he was 4 years old--he's 11 now. He loves the game and has the ability to be an awesome player--but sometimes he's a lot like his momma; he does just enough to get by.
Not tonight. Tonight he kicked ass. Completely. He played hard on the field, made some great passes and steals...but then, his coach father put him in the goal. Now, I was nervous because lately he's been shying away in the goal, but his daddy worked with him this weekend and felt like he was ready.
Boy was he ready! He made 4 phenomenonal plays! I have never been so proud. Not just cuz he played well, but because he played with heart. Even the opposing coach came over and commented on how hard he played.
Okay, back to your regularly scheduled program. The mom is finished bragging; for now.
posted by Mel Francis @ 8:19 PM |
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Wednesday, September 21, 2005
Hottie du jour
Yes it's WEDNESDAY!Today's hottie is a tribute to Rockstar INXS. JD Fortune won the coveted role of lead singer for INXS. I was pulling for Marty Casey--but JD will do a great job. Marty has a good career ahead of him anyway with his band Lovehammers. Check out their music! They rock!
Good luck to you, JD! Do us proud!
P.S. Don't worry Marty, I'm gonna buy everything you sell. Promise.
posted by Mel Francis @ 9:24 AM |
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Monday, September 19, 2005
Laugh or cry? I choose laugh.
"Mom, I gotta tell you what happened in class today."
I groan inwardly. Usually, this is not a good thing. "Okay. But are you telling me this over the phone because it makes it more difficult for me to strangle you? Difficult, but NOT impossible, mind you."
"No ma'am. It's funny. So, we were talking about plants in science and how some plants are male but change to female plants as they grow--"
"Mmmmhmmmm." Suddenly, I begin to sweat. Changing from male to female involves genatalia in the mind of a prepubescent boy...
He continues. "So I said, That sure does make it hard for them to make love then, doesn't it?"
Now, I'm fighting off laughter here, trying to maintain my "stern mother voice".
"Ian! You don't say that in class!"
"Why not? It was funny."
"Do you even know what "making love" is?" (he knows about sex, but I can't imagine he knows it's called making love. But then, what do I know?)
"I know it got a laugh and that's all I need to know."
Jesus. Mary. And Joseph.
Boy am I in trouble...
posted by Mel Francis @ 5:03 PM |
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"Challenged" books--or what we shouldn't read?
- The Chocolate War for sexual content, offensive language, religious viewpoint, being unsuited to age group and violence.
- Fallen Angels by Walter Dean Myers, for racism, offensive language and violence
- Arming America: The Origins of a National Gun Culture by Michael A. Bellesiles, for inaccuracy and political viewpoint
- Captain Underpants series by Dav Pilkey, for offensive language and modeling bad behavior Blogger note here: ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? oh. sorry. that was offensive language and modeling bad behavior. BUT HONESTLY--CAPTAIN UNDERPANTS? Some little letter writers need to get a big fat sense of humor and wrap it up with a big pink bow.
- The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky, for homosexuality, sexual content and offensive language
- What My Mother Doesn't Know by Sonya Sones, for sexual content and offensive language
- In the Night Kitchen by Maurice Sendak, for nudity and offensive language
- King & King by Linda de Haan and Stern Nijland, for homosexuality
- I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings by Maya Angelou, for racism, homosexuality, sexual content, offensive language and unsuited to age group Blogger note: Heavy, heartfelt sigh.
- Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck, for racism, offensive language and violence Blogger note: Good Lord. What's next?
posted by Mel Francis @ 2:23 PM |
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Sunday, September 18, 2005
The beginning of a scene that I like
(c) 2005 Melissa McKenzie Francis
I just wrote this scene and I really liked it, so I thought I'd share. It's a first drafter but it'll be a keeper with a little fluffing up.
Beau woke with a raging hard-on, tangled up in a satin pink comforter and two well toned legs. He had to get the hell out of here.
She barely stirred as he slid out of the bed and shrugged into his
jeans. How they'd managed not to make love was a miracle. They had managed to make out like two horny teenagers in the backseat of a Volvo. From dry humping to third base, they'd covered it all--except for the main event.
Why the hell had he stayed? He could've left. He should've left.
A pain sliced through his chest, carving out a little niche in his heart. She gave to him last night more than she'd given any other man in six years. He'd felt it with each kiss—each touch. A small piece of her spirit found its home inside the dark cave of his soul.
The voice he'd been fighting roared loudly in his head. YES!
No. No. No. Not her. Fate couldn't be that cruel.
He had a mission and she was not a part of his master plan. Not anymore.
Before he walked out of the room, Beau made the mistake of looking at her once more. She had the face of an angel; sleeping so peacefully with a half-smile on her face. The only thing missing from the picture were wings and a halo, but Beau was quite certain after last night's escapade, she'd been demoted from halo-wearing-seraph to fruit-wielding-serpent.
And one taste of that forbidden fruit had cast him out of the garden and into the fire.
posted by Mel Francis @ 4:19 PM |
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Saturday, September 17, 2005
On Farts and Billy Ray Cyrus
Okay, if this blog title doesn't get your attention, you're either dead or you should be.My current WIP is set in small town Arkansas and its theme music is Country and Western. Now, I don't mind C&W music, I just don't normally listen to it.
So, anyway, I'm writing today and my oldest son, Ian (pictured) is sitting in the room with me, reading. It's very pleasant except Ian's heavy sighs every time he turns a page because he'd rather eat toenails than read, but that's another blog)
A Billy Ray Cyrus song comes on and I'm singing along cuz it was the only one of his songs I could even remotely tolerate. It Could've Been Me is the title.
My dear husband walks in and proceeds to make up his own lyrics.
"It could've been pee..."
of course, Ian starts laughing which just encourages my husband even more. The lyrics get much worse until I finally say:
"I swear honey, you've got to have a fart for a brain. There is nothing between your ears but a big ole bubble of gas."
I can honestly say, that is the first time in my life I've made my 11 year old laugh until he cried. Not that I should be surprised; I did say a few days ago that just the word fart makes him chuckle.
It made my day to see him laugh/cry, though.
Today's special moment is sponsored by Billy Ray Cyrus. Being the good little southern girl that I am, I should write him a thank you note.
posted by Mel Francis @ 5:21 PM |
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Girl's Night Out
We did, however, drink a lot of vodka. 1.75 liters to be exact, between 10 of us. Holy Moly. One of my girlfriends had this drink recipe but she couldn't remember what it was called. It's very similar to vodka gimlet, only not exactly. :)
Slice up several limes and put the slices into a pitcher.
Add a 1/2 cup sugar per lime
Crush contents together until the sugar is pretty well dissolved and the limes are squishy.
Add Vodka to cover contents.
Crush together some more.
Add ice
Stir together.
Strain into glasses.
Taste it to make sure it's not too sweet. if it is add more limes. If not sweet enough, add more sugar.
Since we didn't know what to call this concoction, we renamed them Drunk Susans or Susie Woozies.
Yum. They were divine. Thank God I thought to drink lots of water as well and take a couple of advil. I wouldn't be feeling so spiffy today if I hadn't.
Now, onto a different topic.
Damn that SEP! Yes, I'm still miffed about the book Ain't She Sweet. I'm angry the story ended. I cried and laughed through the last 100 pages of the book. I haven't been touched by a story like this in a very long time. If everyone wrote stories like this...well, I'd be a much happier reader.
As a writer, SEP just raised the bar. I marvel at her talent. I never once found myself mentally changing a word choice or rolling my eyes. This was such a believable and heart wrenching story. I defy anyone to read it and tell me otherwise.
Anyone who can make me cry during half-time of my son's soccer game has a talent beyond measure.
Have I fawned enough? Are you sick of me yet?
And damn that Maria Geraci for making me read this story! I know she's reading this blog right now, snickering..."I told you so, Mel Francis. You should never question me."
Humph. She's right. But don't tell her I said that. :)
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Friday, September 16, 2005
Damn that Susan Elizabeth Phillips
Damn you, SEP!
You've gotten me so caught up in the life of Sugar Beth Carey that I can't concentrate.
Ain't She Sweet is torturing me. It's one of the best books I've read this year.
I am in awe of your talent for taking a character I should hate and making her someone I love. And I do love Sugar Beth. But I shouldn't. And I should pity Winnie, for what Sugar Beth did to her, but I don't.
Last night, I stayed up past midnight reading but finally had to force myself to put the damn book down.
Damn you, woman! Damn you and your brilliant characters and vivid setting. How is it that a woman who lives in Chicago--via Ohio and New Jersey--can draw such an accurate picture of small town Mississippi?
And I should know small town Mississippi--I live in Oxford.
I don't know if I should love you or hate you. I suppose I will give into the love, since I'm such a tree-huggin' softy.
This year, I'm giving your book to all my friends for Christmas. I've tried to explain small town Mississippi to them and they don't get it. They will once they read this damn book.
Respectfully yours,
A brand new fan
Melissa McKenzie Francis
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I'm emailing this to SEP today. How do you think she'll respond?
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Thursday, September 15, 2005
Funny.
I don't feel very funny today.
But that's okay. I can't be funny all the time.
I didn't feel very funny the other day when I told my son if he didn't quit playing that God-awful Fart horn (Trombone) that I was going to shatter into thousands of mini-me's and attack him like he'd just stepped into ant bed. Then'd he'd be really sorry.
He found that funny. He finds anything with the word FART attached to it funny.
I must stop using the word fart.
Especially on non-funny days.
Though, admittedly, Fart is a funny word.
How old am I again?
I'm hosting a Girl's Night Out Poker Party tomorrow night. If I'm not feeling funny by then, the Vodka Gimlets will help...amazing how much funnier I feel after vodka...
Grey Goose anyone?
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Wednesday, September 14, 2005
Hottie du jour
It's Wednesday!!!!
And since I'm revving up for the new season of Lost, I thought I'd celebrate by posting a picture of Sawyer. Sigh. I'd be all right being stranded on a creepy island, as long as this bad boy was there with me!
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Tuesday, September 13, 2005
Cybersigned books are now available!
Featured titles this month:
Anna Adams: Another Woman's Son
Claire Cross: Third Time Lucky
Carly Phillips: Hot Number, Summer Lovin', Brazen
CT Adams and Cathy Clamp: Moon's Web, Hunter's Moon
Lucy Monroe: Blackmailed into Marriage, Ready
Lori Avocato: The Stiff and the Dead
JoAnn Ross: Blaze
Previously featured and still available
A Dose of Murder - Lori Avocato
Loving Mercy - Teresa Bodwell
Sex on Holiday - Sylvia Day
Love Is All Around - Lori Devoti
Here Comes The Bride - Laura Drewry
Uncontrollable - Susan Kearney
Death Is Forever - Elizabeth Lowell
Shall We Dance - Kasey Michaels
Beach Blanket Bad Boys -- Signed by Lucy Monroe
The Real Deal - Lucy Monroe
Finders Keepers - Linnea Sinclair
The Backup Plan - Sheryl Woods
Three Down the Aisle - Sheryl Woods
We hope you'll take advantage of our cybersigning project to increase your personal library and to support the featured authors. Each book is personalized to the buyer and signed by the author so--get your signed copy today!
To place your order or for more information:
http://www.rwaonlinechapter.org/cybersigning.htm
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Permission to forward granted!
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Monday, September 12, 2005
What kind of hero do you like?
When I was in 9th grade, I read Kathleen Woodiwiss' Wolf and the Dove. This was my first Romance ever and I was hooked. So, I made it my mission in life to soak up every book of hers...and that's when I discovered Shanna.
Shanna's hero is Ruark Beauchamp and he just did it for me. He is my favorite hero from the 80s romances and even today, he stands up to many a good fictional male. He was strong, smart, sexy, and didn't take any shit off Shanna. Yum.
Of course, Jamie Fraser from Diana Gabaldon's Outlander series is another man that just makes me go all gooey inside. He is ALL man. Will do whatever it takes for his family and the woman he loves.
Recently, a couple of other heroes have stood out for me. Nate Burke from Nora's Northern Lights was the perfect combination of sexy and brooding.
The hero in Linda Howard's To Die For had me weak in the knees, though I did have a hard time understanding what Wyatt found so irresistable about the heroine. LOL.
And most recently, Gage O'Halloran from JoAnn Ross's Blaze. That man was sex on a stick!
All these heroes have one thing in common( besides being tall, dark, and handsome); They're real men. They talk like men, walk like men, act like men, think like men...the authors all did a fabulous job of getting inside the Male POV and creating living, breathing, hot and heavy men that make me swoon.
Who are some of your favorite heroes and why?
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Friday, September 09, 2005
Sneak Peek
I love my website, but it's time for a change. My husband started working on the new design the other day and I'm SOOOOO excited about it, I wanted to give you guys a sneak peek..
What ya think?
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A new blog to start my day
Then, I decided I was ready to put on my big girl panties and have a "real" blog--so I went to LiveJournal and started a blog there.
And I've enjoyed my time there, but I don't like the format. The blogs I've most enjoyed "looking" at are Blogger blogs...so, here I am.
I don't know if I'm ready for a menege trois of blogs, but I'm going to give it my best shot.
-Mel
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Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Hottie du Jour
Wow.
Is anyone else suddenly thirsty?
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Tuesday, September 06, 2005
Writing Update
Lovely Agent will be taking my current WIP, synopsis, and pitch to NY this week. Gulp! I guess that means this is real, huh? Well, she asked me to write up a short bio and include any contest wins, my role as RWA Online Pres. and any other pertinent info.
This is what I came up with:
Born and bred in Arkansas, Melissa McKenzie Francis is a small town southern girl with big city dreams. (Okay, she dreams of big city shoes, but there's nowhere to wear them 'round these parts). She graduated from the University of Arkansas with more than an English degree--she also gained the full understanding of the phrase "Woo Pig Sooie!" She now lives just two miles away from William Faulkner's home in Oxford, MS. Her sassy southern romances have finaled in the NJRW's Put Your Heart in a Book contest and CRW's Heart of the Rockies contest. She is currently serving as President of RWA Online Chapter #136.
Who knows, maybe the words Woo Pig Sooie will hypnotize Big City Editor on the spot. LOL
Now, on a personal note: My kids' soccer season starts tonight. I'm coaching young monkey's team while hubbykins takes care of coaching eldest monkey. I'm not ready to be running and gunning in full soccer
season mode. Dammit! Somebody get me a nanny!
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Monday, September 05, 2005
War-Mart
I shouldn't. I'm a born and bred Arkansan and I should feel a sense of loyalty to the little
But there is no loyalty there. Only disdain.
If my local War-Mart burned to the ground, it would probably rebuild itself--only bigger and stronger. Like it did on South Park. Have you seen that episode? OMG. It's a riot. War-Mart is alive and nothing you can do will destroy it. Actually, I just looked it up, and that very episode is showing this Wednesday on Comedy Central, 10pm/9pm central. SOMETHING WALL-MART THIS WAY COMES
That's so close to the truth, it's scary. Trey Parker and Matt Stone are brilliant. They are right up there with Matt Groening and Seth MacFarlane.
But I digress.
I hate War-Mart.
I try very hard NOT to go to War-Mart. But my hands were tied today, because my son is working on a project and Kroger doesn't have the supplies we needed.
Today, I spent 45 minutes loading up my cart. I was proud. 45 minutes is a record. I got in, whoooshed around the aisles, avoided the books, CDs, and Movies and rush to check out.
WHERE I SPEND ANOTHER 45 MINUTES.
JUST.SHOOT.ME.
Then, my checker, apparently not seeing the 6 miles of people waiting in every line proceeds to chat me up. Which is normally fine, except, she apparently also can't multi-task.
Scan an item. Look at me. "Wow. You must've been hungry, you have a lot here. You know you shouldn't buy groceries when you're hungry."
Grab one more item. Scan it. Look at me. "So were you hungry? I made that mistake one time and doubled my grocery bill."
Grab an item. Scan it. Look at me. "blah blah blah? blah blah blah blah blah blah blah. blah blah blah blah blah."
FARK!
But, wait, she's not finished...she scans my beef brisket and then asks me? "Exactly what part of the cow is "brisket" from? I can't believe you eat meat but you don't know which body part it is. That's just disgusting."
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Friday, September 02, 2005
Miffed and Morally Challenged
It was an invitation to join a newsletter for a Christian Writer. Not that there is anything wrong with Christian writers...there's not. But I didn't subscribe myself to this newsletter. And the site is very nice, but it's a big dose of Jesus and that just ain't my style. I'm very private about my spirituality.
What I found even more interesting was that the email address used for the subscription was my rwaonlinechapter email.
That made me laugh because I never sign up for anything with that address. So, I was immediately suspicious.
Now, at first, I thought maybe it was a spammer...but then, I figured that if it was spammer from the website, all of the officers would've been emailed. But, I re-read the email to verify and it said that somebody had already signed me up for the newsletter, from XXX IP address and it was asking me to verify that I wanted the newsletter.
(wonder if this person realizes I can (and have) tracked down the location of the IP address. Not the account owner...but yes, the location.)
No spammer would sign me up then send me a verification email.
So, somebody took it upon themselves to register me for this newsletter.
And I don't think it was the author who signed me up; why would she subscribe me then send me a verification email with the IP address included in it? That would just be stupid.
I wouldn't care if the newsletter had been for Cute Puppies in Capes. Nobody has the right to sign me up without my permission.
This bothersme on a couple of levels...first, not only did they think it was okay to spam me, they thought it was okay to use my RWA Online email...second, I am bothered by the "message" this person tried to send me--like maybe I need a big dose of Christianity to get my life right. IF this was indeed the motive behind this prank, then what bothers me the most is that A. apparently they think you have to be a Christian to have morals and B. They think they know how they can make me a better person.
A lot of this is supposition on my part...but still, it's very, very suspicious.
I'm now going to take myself to the hurricane relief meeting that I formed with four other members of my company to see how we as a company can help with disaster relief. Maybe I should take my Bible with me, so they'll be sure to know I really do have morals.
posted by Mel Francis @ 3:04 PM |
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