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Tuesday, December 30, 2008
achieving MILF status the SMART way

Everyone knows one of my goals in life is to be Stifler's Mom aka a MILF.

Last night, I was asked how I would know when I reached MILF status and I said, "I don't have a clue, but surely I'll get there."

His response: "You need SMART goals for your MILF ambitions."

WTF? SMART goals?

Specific, Measurable, Achievable, Realistic and Time-bound

Okay, that's just a little too sciencey for me and my goal of becoming a cougar. So I said, "That's so sciencey. Can't I just know when I get there?"

"How will you know? When one of your kids' friends slaps you on the tushy?" (and yes, he said tushy. I thought about changing it to ass but decided to leave it in there because that's funny as shit.)

LMAO. Yes, that's exactly how I will know. Or when I read a text message that says, "Dude, your mom is hot."

Instant MILF.

But his suggestion got me to thinking, is there a way to develop Specific, Measurable, Achievable, Realistic, and Time-bound goals for becoming a MILF?

C'mon gang! Let's explore!

  • Specific: Well, that's easy. I wanna be a MILF. I'm already the equivalent of a naughty librarian which is hot, but not my ultimate goal. So there's the specific. Or does he mean I need to achieve specific objectives in order to become a MILF? See? too Sciencey. Dammit. Can you guys give me some specific objectives? I'm all out of ideas.
  • Measurable: Um. Is there a certain number of teenage boys that need to be lured by my siren song before it counts? I'm not really sure how to measure this.
  • Achievable: Yes. (LOL that's funny. I just made myself snort)
  • Realistic: Again, Yes. (see above comment about snorting)
  • Time-bound: ASAP. Okay, well theoretically, I've got time. I have 2 sons. So if I can't achieve MILFiness in 4 years, I have another 4 to try. But my guess is I will achieve much sooner than that. Because really? As stated, I'm already a Naughty Librarian. Surely MILF isn't that far away.

So what do you think? Is it possible to apply science to such an unscientific goal? Is there such a thing as over-thinking?(yes)

How do you think I'll know when I've achieved MILF. Will I ever know?

Taking bets now--will I EVER make it to MILF?

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Sunday, December 28, 2008
conversations

I love blogging. I always try to do it first thing in the morning, before I've had time to really wake up. I blog about whatever pops into my head and I rarely preplan. Preplanning makes it feel more like an essay and less like a conversation.

(though I will admit to preplanning for tomorrow. I have a busy day and wasn't sure if I'd be able to fit it all in! And I hate missing Monday blogs.)

Blogging really fulfills the social butterfly part of my life. I need communication, attention (surprised?), stimulation, and challenges. And laughter. I need a lot of laughter. And sometimes, I crack myself up and I have to tell someone who will appreciate it.

So I tell the Universe. Cuz surely someone out there gets me.

That's actually a pretty cool feeling. Knowing that no matter what I say, someone out there will get it. They'll relate to it, laugh at it, shake their head...whatever. They'll get it. They'll get me. And this will keep me from having Schizophrenic Conversations inside my own head. :) (I bet I could work a Staind song into every blog post if I wanted to. LOL)

Some people think of blogging as a marketing tool--they don't enjoy it. They do it because they want to promote their work. Even if I had nothing to promote, I think I would keep blogging. It keeps my mind mostly clutter free. (Okay, that's not true, but maybe one day it will be).

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Wednesday, December 10, 2008
things that make me happy

The holidays are always full of cheer, but I decided to make a list of things that make me happy year around. In no particular order:

  • Hot coffee first thing in the morning.
  • ABBA, Bee Gees, and Donna Summer
  • Dragonflies
  • My boys' goofy laughs
  • Fishdog's sense of humor.
  • The number 897
  • Phone calls from my BFFs
  • Emails from long-lost friends
  • Ruby (see picture. How could that face not make you happy?)
  • Boston Legal (Why is this the last season??), Patrick Jane, How I Met Your Mother
  • Maker's Mark
  • Diamond Bear Beer
  • The Beach
  • The smell of fresh honeysuckle, new money, and puppy breath.
  • Dirty Dancing (the movie, not the activity. Though I don't mind a good dirty dance every once in a while.) The Replacements, American President, Robin Hood Men in Tights.
Of course, that's not a complete list, but it's a good start. What about you? What can you think of, turn on, or look at that instantly lifts your spirits?

Writing update:
Yesterday was a writing bust because I spent the majority of the day deciphering my son's microscopic handwriting and then last night, I taught him how to properly edit his research paper. I was cross-eyed by the time it was over. Today will be a different story.

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Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Thursday, Nov 20th: Chat with Jonathan Friesen

Jonathan Friesen is making a splash on the YA scene with his debut novel, JERK, CALIFORNIA (Penguin/Speak, September 2008). The Minnesota native will be stopping by TKA's chat room this Thursday, November 20th @ 9pm ET to share his experiences as a first-time writer.

Though the book is fictional, Jonathan shares an important characteristic with his main protagonist, Sam Carrier. They both have Tourette Syndrome. In JERK, CALIFORNIA, Jonathan pulls from his own painful journey to self-acceptance in order to craft a life-altering tale that both motivates and inspires.

A school teacher for 14 years, Jonathan is now a full-time writer; he also heads up a writing program targeted specifically at gifted young writers and speaks about Tourette Syndrome to groups around the globe.

"Sam and his story are quixotic in the best possible way: he is a good-hearted dreamer trying to do right by his dulcinea. Debut author Friesen has Tourette syndrome, and he brings complexity and nuance to Sam's struggle for understanding and self-acceptance. The pacing is leisurely, but like any good road story, there are enough corners and bends to keep readers eagerly anticipating what lies ahead at the journey's end." -- Booklist

WHAT: Chat with Jonathan Friesen , Author of JERK, CALIFORNIA
WHEN: Thursday, November 20th @ 9pm ET
HOW TO CHAT: Click Here: TKA CHAT ROOM Enter a username and password. Login.

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Wednesday, November 12, 2008
conversations with a head cold

*blowing nose*

Me: Hmmm, I need to write.

My head: Whateber. You need to sleeb.

Me: I don't want to sleep anymore. I slept yesterday. A lot. And I feel better today.

My head: Think about how much bedder you'll feel tomorrow if you sleeb more today.

Me: I'm on deadline.

My head: Yeah, but you may have to start ober anyway because of your computer mess.

Me: Are you trying to drive me to the bottle at 8:30 in the morning?

My head: Would drinking helb you sleeb? Then yes.

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Wednesday, July 23, 2008
sheer restraint. the girl is a will-powerhouse!

I managed to deny myself the tantalizing, corny, chili-cheesy goodness of another bag. That's right, hat-trick DENIED. I'm the best damn keeper in the Frito wars this world has ever known. The force is strong in this one...

So guess what I'm doing tomorrow?

Do you give up?

I can give you a hint...I will NOT be eating 2 or 3 bags of Chili-Cheese Fritos.

I will, however, be flying to Pittsburgh, PA, catching a ride to Steubenville, OH, and picking up a car that I will then spend the next 2 days driving home to Little Rock. The bossman needed someone to handle this task and I volunteered. Yes, I would rather spend a day in the airport and 13 hours in the car than sit at the front desk. I get paid...so really, it's all good. I have loaded some awesome books on my iPod, will carry my laptop for travel blogging and writing, and will enjoy my alone time.

Also, the countdown to my vacation has begun. In exactly 1 month, I will be flying to Tallahassee to have a CP weekend at the beach with Louisa and Maria. I can not wait. I am so ready for that trip now, especially since next week is the RWA Conference atnd this will be the first one I can't attend in five years.

I haz a sad.

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Wednesday, July 16, 2008
things that bug me

Yo. 'Sup? Anything goin' on I need to know about?

No? Hmmm.

What am I going to blog about today? I have no idea. I think I'll make a list.

Things that bug me.

  1. Men with mustaches. The 2 exceptions to this rule: Tom Selleck and Sam Elliot If you are not either one of those men, shave the fucking 'stache. Now.
  2. Bowls left in the sink with either oatmeal or mac and cheese residue. You know, it takes an extra 5 seconds to run water in the bowl. Just do it.
  3. The sound of clipping toenails.
  4. People who clip their toenails anywhere in the house other than the bathroom over the trashcan.
  5. People who clip their toenails at work (it has happened. Trust me.) That is a fireable offense.
  6. Too much cologne. Men and women both fall victim to this travesty. If I can follow your trail of stink, you're wearing too much. If I can come into the office 5 minutes after you've left and identify you by smell, you're wearing too much.
  7. Burnt coffee.
  8. Frenemies. You're either my friend, or you're not.
  9. The size of my ass. Why can't I just dream it away? Why must I go back to the gym? It's not fair.
  10. When the toilet paper is facing the wrong way. It should always be under. But don't worry, I'll fix it for you when I'm visiting...
  11. People who have no sense of humor.

What bugs you?

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Friday, July 11, 2008
use this word more often

interloper
Pronunciation: \ˌin-tər-ˈlō-pər, ˈin-tər-ˌ\
Function: noun
Date: circa 1590
: one that interlopes: as a: an illegal or unlicensed trader b: one that intrudes in a place or sphere of activity

Interloper is a great word and I believe we need to use it more often. So everyone go forth and use interloper at least three times today.

You can start now by posting a sentence in the comments.

Here's mine:

Kristen started out as an interloper, but her persistence charm eventually won Louisa over.

Gwen is blogging at Fictionistas about her fear of clowns. I haven't even gone over there beacuse I'm so scared. Click the banner and chime in with your thoughts.
Fictionistas

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Wednesday, July 02, 2008
thanks, y'all

I really appreciate the love during yesterday's slight meltdown.

I'm all better now. Promise. It was just bad news at a bad time and now it's over. We all have shitty days sometimes.

My BIL and his family are going to be here today. (you'll see him comment as 'brother joe' sometimes.) I'm excited. We haven't seen them in two years. Unfortunately, my house is still a wreck after the British Invasion over the weekend. So, I'm having Fishdog put our slaves kids to work today. Hopefully they won't be here til sometime tonight. Otherwise, they may rethink their decision to stay with us cuz the house is just this side of Zoo.

Do y'all have big plans for the weekend? We're headed to the lake on the 5th--staying here for the 4th. Decided it would be better to stay away from the lake crowd on Friday and hit it Saturday. Probably will be just as crowded, but who cares. It'll stil be fun.

With any luck, next week some of the lads from 'Team Maumelle' will be back to run a camp in Bryant. (my hometown) Hopefully we'll get to see them. Justin said he thought he might get assigned to that camp, which would be awesome. Maybe I'll get a few more 'morning' pictures. :)

I know Grant won't be in Bryant--which is sad for us, but oh well. He's going for a full-time job here in the states. If he gets it, then we'll be seeing him more. That'll be good for us. I miss him when he's gone. He really is a part of our family.

So, tell me about your plans. What's going on over the 4th? And to my Canadian friends, did you do anything fun yesterday? Happy Belated Canada Day!

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Tuesday, July 01, 2008
fanatsy island...tell me about your fantasy hero

I’ve blogged about this before, but I feel like it’s time to resurrect one of my favorite topics. The Alpha Male.

I love a bad boy. Always have. Over the years I’ve realized that the bad boy is my fantasy…one that I never wanted as my life partner. Not that Fishdog isn’t a bit of a bad boy—he totally is. Bald head, long goatee, loud and confident. (all he’s missing is an eyebrow piercing and a tattoo—he’s thinking about the tattoo. Don’t think I’ll ever convince him to pierce his eyebrow.) Either way, he definitely looks the part. But overall, he’s a teddy bear. He’s the perfect guy for me in real life.

But I’m not talking real life today; I’m talking about fantasy world.

I know there are women out there who love to read/watch/fantasize about the ‘Beta’ hero. As Kwana says “Apples and oranges.” I have no problem with a Beta man. In the real world, they make the great partners (for some women). But for me, when I’m indulging in a fantasy, it’s all about the attitude. And Betas just don’t have what I’m looking for.

It’s not just about a hot body and a pretty face (although, truth be told, that doesn’t hurt) it’s about mind-set and self-assurance. Shy is cute, but confidence turns me on.

Look at DeAnna on the Bachelorette. Who was she the most attracted to? Graham. He was confident and cocky and very closed off. But his aura was sex-on-a-stick. Was he the right guy for her? Nope. But could she stay away? Nope. The air sizzled when they were together. All that sexual frustration would end up coming out—usually in the form of a fight. What they needed was one week all alone without any clothing. They were never going to have a real relationship, but damn they would’ve had fun getting all that out of their system with some hot, sweaty, monkey-love.

Louisa blogged about this not too long ago. Her question was: how tough is too tough. Well for me, it’s not about actually being tough. (Though I’m not opposed to a tough guy). For me, Alpha/Bad-Boy really is all in the attitude. You can be an electrician or an accountant and still be Alpha. Or a snowboarder. Look at Jesse on the Bachelorette. He’s soft spoken and quiet most of the time, but his confidence is off the charts. It’s damn sexy…and it is the reason he’s in the final two. But will he be the one she picks? Probably not. Because the thing that draws us to an Alpha is the very thing that makes them a difficult life partner—they’re not easily complemented. DeAnna and Graham butted heads because they were both very Alpha. Sexual tension was so thick between them, but other than that, they were oil and water. Jesse and DeAnna would do the same. Even though he has a bit of both, I think the bad boy in him would be hard to settle down. And that's what she wants more than anything right now.

But that’s why Alphas make such awesome fantasies, because we don’t want to change them, we want to believe we’re the perfect complement to them! However, I’m not sure that’s possible in real life.

What do you think? Can a true Alpha make a good real life hero? Or is it that impossible? I think real life heroes are a good mix of Alpha/Beta (would that make them Gamma?) but when I fantasize, I like my men damn near Cro-Magnon. Okay, with smaller foreheads and a better vocabulary…but you get the picture.

Tell me, oh blog readers, what do you think? And guys—what about the chicks? Do you like them with confidence or do you prefer them pretty, pliable, and mute? The less expressive the better? Or is that just your fantasy girl? Seriously, I’m curious. What type of girls do guys fantasize about (and I’m not just talking about a nice set of tits).

Go on. Talk amongst yourselves.

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Thursday, June 26, 2008
a Mel-O-Jumble

So, I challenged some Divas to help me out this morning because I'm braindead and was having a hard time with a blog-topic. I asked them to shout out random words and I would create a blog from them.

Of course, Kristen Painter was the first to volunteer. She's funny, that Kristen.

Her suggestion?
fig newtons

Well, let me tell ya, I can blog all day about the ooey yuckiness that is Fig Newton. (not a fan of the fig...but the Apple? Yum.)

Did you know that Fig Newton is a brand name? It's trademarked by Nabisco. But, Fig Newton has become a bit like Kleenex. Yes it's a brand name, but it has become the everyday word for 'fig bar' here in America.

Another bit of Fig Newton trivia: Paul Newman has a product called Fig Newmans. I found an interview with his daughter that explains how he convinced Nabisco to allow him to use the name:

Q: How did you ever convince Nabisco, the original owner of Fig Newtons, to let you use the name “Fig Newmans” for your fig bars?

A: My dad wrote a very sweet, short letter to the president of Nabisco that said, “My daughter’s got a great idea for a product. Could we sit down and talk about a small royalty deal? All the profits will go to charity.” And the guy just sent back a letter that said, “Dear Paul, I love what you’re doing, we’ll just say it’s a dollar a year, and I’d love to sit down and have a beer with you.” The legal department of Nabisco had a fit, but there was nothing they could do.



That's good info, aye?

Another Diva, Vivienne Westlake, added stargaze lillies and hells bells to the list.

That's an easy one:

Hell's Bells! Stargazer lillies are beautiful, but their frangrance gives me a headache every time!

:)

And that brings us to the end of today's Mel-O-Jumble.

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Friday, June 20, 2008
literary agent Nathan Bransford


Get thee to the Fictionistas and read Gwen Hayes's lovely interview with Literary Agent Hottie, Nathan Bransford. Also, check out his blog.

Click on the banner

Fictionistas

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Wednesday, June 18, 2008
what the foie gras??? random posting...

Actually, it should be WTF is foie gras? It sounds so yummy and mysterious. I just like saying it. FWAH GRAAAAH. It's like something the minister in Princess Bride would say. Mawwiage is something we do after we eat Fwah Gwah.

Anyway, I finally got to catch up on the Top Chef finale and Richard made this weird egg, duck, foie gras thing and I guess I always thought foie gras was some kind of cheese until he started the "what comes first the chicken, the egg, or the foie gras" thing. Obviously, foie gras is not cheese.

So I googled it. What did we ever do without google?

For those of you who are as in the dark about foie gras as I am was, let me put you out of your misery...

from wikipedia:

Foie gras (pronounced /fwɑːˈgrɑː/ in English; French for "fat liver") is "the liver of a duck or a goose that has been specially fattened by gavage" (as defined by French law[1]).

Foie gras is one of the most popular and well-known delicacies in French cuisine and its flavour is described as rich, buttery, and delicate, unlike that of a regular duck or goose liver. Foie gras can be sold whole, or prepared into mousse, parfait, or pâté (the lowest quality), and is typically served as an accompaniment to another food item, such as toast or steak.

Okay. Ew.

What is it with taking something pretty nasty and calling it something that sounds so yummy. Like Sweetbreads.
Sweetbreads are the thymus glands of lamb, beef, or pork. There are two different connected glands; one set in the neck and the other near the heart. Although both are edible, the heart thymus gland is generally favored because of its delicate flavor and texture, and is thus more expensive[1]. Typically sweetbreads are soaked in salt water, then poached in milk after which an outer membrane is removed. Once dry and chilled, they're often breaded and fried until crisp. It is also popular to use them as a stuffing or in pâtés


Gross.

Okay, I'm not a foodie. It's obvious. I don't eat organs or glands. Or brains (is brain an organ?) or genitalia (no comments from the peanut gallery. Fishdog, that means you) And I get why they rename gross sounding food into something yummy sounding. I would've probably eaten Sweetbreads or Foie Gras before google...

Now? nope. Not gonna happen.

I sure wish foie gras was a cheese.

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Tuesday, May 20, 2008
don't forget!


Don't forget to swing by the Knight Agency's chat room this evening where we will be chatting live with NYT Bestselling author Gena Showalter at 8pm EST.

Gena will be answering questions, giving advice and dropping hints about the next title in her LORDS OF THE UNDERWORLD series, THE DARKEST KISS, which recently received a 4 & 1/2 star review from Romantic Times magazine.
You don't want to miss out on this great event which is sure to have something for everyone who loves a great romance.

I know that I'm not alone in saying that I think Gena's new series is one of the hottest things to hit paranormal romance this year. Be sure to stop by at 8pm EST tonight to find out what all of the buzz is about!
WHO: GENA SHOWALTER
WHAT: CHATTING LIVE!
WHEN: 8pm EST, Tuesday May 20, 2008 TONIGHT!!!!!
WHERE: TKA CHATROOM
To Enter the chat tonight: Follow this link TKA CHATROOM, enter a screen name and simply select “login.”
*Rules of Play: To keep things organized, the chats are all moderated. The moderator will begin by posting the following rules of play: when you have a question, simply type a “?” and the moderator will keep a list and call on you when it is your turn.
*Chat tips: When waiting on your turn, type your question in Word or another application so when it is your turn you only have to copy and paste. (Keeps the chat running smoothly)Click on any screen name in the list to open a Private Message conversation (a lot like AIM).

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Monday, May 19, 2008
feeling chatty?

New York Times Best Selling author (doesn't that just roll off your tongue like bubbles?) Gena Showalter is going to be chatting live at the TKA chatroom tomorrow night, 8pm EST. Here's the link.

I just finished devouring reading the first book in Gena's Lords of the Underworld series, THE DARKEST NIGHT and was so excited to find book #2 waiting for me in the mail today. That naughty little minx sent me a copy along with the two books I had her sign for the blog give away. Now how will I ever find time to write when I'll be reading THE DARKEST KISS? Gena is a buffet of awesome, so come chat with her tomorrow night.

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Thursday, April 24, 2008
a mel-o-dramatic mélange

So, where were we? Ah yes, yesterday's list--updated
  1. Finish revising proposal, send to DK. check
  2. Start plotting new book idea. partially checked
  3. Clean off disgusting desk, partially checked. Finishing now.
  4. Hang anniversary present over desk.
  5. Vacuum and dust.
I could've told you yesterday that #5 would still be on the list. Guess what, it will probably still be on the list next week, too. Why hast thou forsaken me, Alice?

Next on my blog topic list? Today was weigh in day. I am officially down 11.5 lbs in 5 weeks. I'm pretty stoked. I worked hard this week, because Sunday we had a birthday party for my nephew and I accidentally ate chicken fingers, pizza, cake and ice cream. I made sure I busted my ass at the gym and walking. Plus all my yard work. I had to make up for all that accidental gorging.

I had hoped to be -15 for my trip to Boston next week, but I don't think I'll quite get there. I supposed I could do a Biggest Loser workout, and hit the gym twice a day, every day, for 4 hours or so. Heh. Who am I kidding. I'll try to lose this week, maybe I can get to -13 before I head to Bean-town.

I really can't wait to go. I'm gonna hang out with my friends and celebrate Marley Gibson's (writing as Kate Harmon for this series) debut release! Beta Zeta or Omega? is available for pre-order now!

While in Boston, I'm going to get a chance to meet fellow TKA Sistah and blog-friend, Kwana Jackson! Yippee! I'm also gonna hang with my cps and BFFs, Louisa and Maria. And hot glamazon Kristen Painter. I mean, could my life be any better? I think not. Oh wait! There's more! Marley and I share an agent, so yes, life could get better, because the lovely Deidre Knight will be there, too! Go ahead. You can be jealous. I'll let ya.

Have I missed anyone? I'll let you know when I return. With pictures.

Let's see. What else did I want to talk about? Oh yeah. Top Shit Chef. Can I just say I'm disgusted that Jen went home? I really liked her. A lot. Sniff.

Okay, I think that's it for today's blog-o-plenty. Have y'all had a good week? Anything going on that I need to know about? And have y'all seen any cute shoes that are comfy that will go with my cute black dress? Let me know...

Oh and before I forget: Amanda has a fantastic post on Cyber-stalking/Cyber-bullying over at Fictionistas. Check it out. There are some CRAZIES out there!
Fictionistas

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Monday, April 21, 2008
in the garden

I'm in the garden and can't come to the blog. Please leave a message after the beep...

Oh, I did blog over at Fictionistas today--about yardwork. Go Figure.
Fictionistas

Did y'all do anything fun this weekend? Talk amongst yourselves...

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Monday, April 14, 2008
oh alice!

That damn Alice never did come bail me out. I still blame Sam. Last I heard, he had whisked her off to Jamaica and they were have a good time at Hedonism. Well, despite the fact she abandoned me for Naked Twister, my kitchen is clean and I did manage to vacuum the front room and do some laundry. That's about it.

We had a busy weekend. Ian had detention Saturday. (which was totally my fault. I kept a signed slip of paper an extra day. He got written up for it. Excessive much?) Anyway, after detention, Rader had basketball practice for 2 hours and Ian had a soccer game in a town 30 minutes away. Then we had a friend in town who stopped by for a visit.

Sunday we did it all again. Ian went to watch his girlfriend play soccer and we took Rader to his soccer game in Conway (where Ian's game was Saturday). It was BLUSTERY! We had 76 degree (but windy) weather Saturday, and yesterday it was barely 50 degrees and so windy I thought we were gonna blow away! WTF? I want my spring weather back, dammit!

Last night, Fishdog and I watched No Reservations. Okay, I don't know about you guys, but I'm sick to death of these movies being advertised as something they are not. It's not a romantic comedy. Not even close. It had its moments, but it was definitely not a "funny movie." It was more boring than anything. And serious. I wasn't happy.

We have August Rush and Mr. Woodcock left to watch. Hopefully they will be better.

Did y'all do anything fun this weekend? Is your house cleaner than mine? I hope so.

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Friday, April 11, 2008
missing person


Has anyone seen my Alice? She's been missing for a while and my house is in desperate need of cleaning.

That damn Sam. He's such a PITA. He's always whisking her away to some naughty place for nekkid time and my house NEVER gets cleaned anymore. Ridiculous. Why is it so hard to find good help these days????

If you haven't heard from me in a while, you might want to check to make sure I haven't fallen victim to the army of furballs. They are mean little bastards.

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Wednesday, April 09, 2008
hella storms

I did NOT wake in a better mood today. Sometime between midnight and the rising of the Grim Reaper, an intergalactic battle was fought over my house.

Worse. Curse. Ever.
(watch the video when you get a chance. It will make you laugh. There is some cursing so it may not be work safe...use headphones. Totally worth watching though. Promise.)

Lightning struck somewhere nearby and it lit up the sky like the Vegas Strip. My entire room was blue/white for multiple seconds. It was like someone flicked on a fluorescent light then flipped it back off. That was freaky. But the thunderboom following it--WORSE. CURSE. EVER. Seriously, I came off the bed screaming and my 14 year old boy came running into our room in a panic. It was louder than a sonic boom.

And that's when the battle began. I have no other way of describing it. I thought the storms we had a few weeks ago were bad, but I was wrong. The freaky weird cone of silence we had last week was bad, but at least it was quiet. (okay, deathly quiet. But the key word here is QUIET)

The storm carried on for about an hour and a half. I would get to sleep just to be awakened by another clap of thunder or another flash of fluorescent. Finally we thought the storm was dulling some. The lightning and thunder were still persistent, but not as loud or bright. That's when the firetrucks came.

All 5 million of them.

Sigh.

Right up the street, they blared and parked two houses down from me. At this point, I thought maybe I had died and that my eternal punishment was the land of no sleep. Honestly--that would be a very good punishment for me. Nothing is more frustrating to me. I just don't exist well without some rest. (like at least 8 hours--though I can get by on 6 a few days a week)

Anyway, Fishdog came to my rescue this morning. (as always. That man is a dream hubby) When my alarm went off, I begged him to please take the kids this morning, even though I know he didn't sleep much after 3:00 a.m. either. I should've sucked it up, but he manages better on fewer hours of wink time than I do.

I slept til 9:45. I mean. WOW is that late for me.

I still have a headache, but it's nothing that 3 advil and some coffee won't cure. Obviously, I did get some sleep finally because I feel better today than I did yesterday. This is a very good thing.

Today I start working on LOVE SUX! I have the first chapter mostly written. I'm going to Michael Hauge my plot so that I know the story makes sense. My goal is to have the first draft finished by Summer. I am stoked about the story. I've been thinking about it a lot lately and I am now ready to take AJ's issues to the next level. It's not going to be fun for our vampy little heroine. Poor girl.

I totally enjoyed all y'all's lists yesterday. (like my southern pluralism of y'all?) Fishdog said he felt left out (hence the Chad Lowe comment) but he was wrong. There are three songs on my happy list that are reserved only for him. And he should've known that. When you get three songs on my happy list, obviously, you make me happy. Duh.

How did y'all sleep last night and what do you do when you don't get enough? Or do you exist just fine, like my hubby does?

Don't forget to swing by Fictionistas today to check out Rhonda's post on guy-o-mancy...

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Tuesday, April 08, 2008
good morning girl...

Feeling a little grumpy today. Dunno why. Probably because I didn't sleep well last night. I hate restless nights. UGH.

I decided to make a list of things that make me happy. In no particular order here we go:
  1. Rader's sense of humor. The boy just makes me laugh.
  2. Ian's smile. And the way his ears turn red when you ask him about his girlfriend.
  3. The smell of fresh brewed coffee
  4. Ruby kisses.
  5. Fresh honeysuckle or wisteria.
  6. I love the way new money feels and smells.
  7. And I love the way leather smells. (I guess I'm an olfactory girl.)
  8. These songs:
    1. Build Me Up Buttercup by The Foundations
    2. Judgment Day by Whitesnake
    3. Crazy Bitch by Buckcherry (Okay, really, that whole CD rocks my socks)
    4. Islands in a Stream by Dolly Parton and Kenny Rogers
    5. Into the Mystic by Van Morrison
    6. Stacy's Mom by Fountains of Wayne
    7. It Had to Be You by Harry Connick, Jr.
    8. Good Morning Girl, by Journey (click here for the less than 2 minute song that should inspire gods)
  9. Good friends.
  10. A cold beer on a hot day.
Of course, this is list is not all-inclusive but I already feel better. What about you? What puts you in a good mood if you wake in a funk?

Also, don't forget to head over to Fictionistas to read a super interview with uber authors PC Cast and Kristin Cast.

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Wednesday, April 02, 2008
still working

BITE ME is going well. Thanks for asking.

Fishdog posted a few pics from our weekend on his blog. It hurts to remember.

Ian has his first track meet today. I have to find out what time his events are so we can go. The meet is supposed to last from 5:30 til 9:00. Unfortunately for my son, I'm just not that dedicated. Don't judge me.

I'm about to start week 3 of my diet and things are going well. Oh? I didn't tell you about my diet? Well, I joined The Diet Center and so far, it's been fairly easy. I weigh in tomorrow. I'll keep you posted.

I also made Fishdog join. I figure I shouldn't have to suffer alone. He's only going to do it for 4 weeks through the center and then keep it up on his own. He'll be more than halfway to his goal by the end of the 4 weeks anyway. I won't reach my goal until the end of August...and that's IF I stick to it the entire time. I'm going on vacation twice this year...to Boston in a month and then to San Francisco. So, I'm not sure I'll meet my goal by end of Aug. Maybe end of September.

Rhonda is blogging about what she didn't do on Spring Break over at Fictionistas.

Topic of chatter today: Do you often find the 2nd book of a series to be disappointing? Like maybe it's less about the characters and more about set up for the next story? I have noticed that a lot lately...it's becoming a bit frustrating, especially when the books are 500+ pages. (*koff* NEW MOON *koff*)

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Saturday, March 29, 2008
day 29 of my birthday month

Today is my second birthday of the month. (and it's actually my dad's and my niece's REAL birthday. I'm so sweet, I don't even mind sharing)

So for my 2nd birthday, we're headed to the horse races at Oaklawn with a group of about 25 friends. It should be a great time and I even have a super cute new outfit to wear.

I'll take lots of pictures. (some might be blurry...) and I'll post them sometime tomorrow.

Today's chatter topic: skinny jeans--should they have made a comeback or should they have stayed buried forever?

My opinion: buried. I can't wear them, therefore they should not be allowed to exist.

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