This is what happens when you have 2 bored cats and a roll of leftover Christmas paper lying around. So much for all the new toys they got for Christmas. Cheap boogers. Next year I'm only giving them a roll of toilet paper; they can share.
I have officially hit a new low in being a mom. I wore a bathrobein the car when I dropped my child off at school this morning. But in my defense I...I...crap. I have no defense. My defense couldn't get out of a parking ticket dammit. It felt too good to get out of, and I'm ok with it. That soccer mom mentality is a slippery slope I tell ya. Don't let it happen to you.
Lately it seems that the universe has been trying to tell me something; I just don't know what exactly. In the last month I have run into three,count them, three ex boyfriends in and around town or in one case my house. In each case I was unprepared (who is really?) and thrown off guard. I have therefore compiled a list of things that you absolutely must do when you run into an ex. 1. Always look your best. By this I mean be sure you haven't brushed your hair or wiped the remnants of last night's eye makeup off your face because you were busy watching Sex & The City re-runs reading War & Peace while waxing poetic about the state of violence in our world these days and so you accidentally fell asleep on the couch in your clothes again and when you woke up you realized you had no milk or detergent so you put on your fabulous figure flattering sweatpants and ratty t-shirt, after all it's too early on a Sunday and no one will be out, check yourself out in a mirror deeming said eye make-up from night before as "sexy bedroom eyes" and decide that your 16 hour long wear lipstick could totally go 24 hours and then head out the door. 2. Act nonchalant. By this I mean get nervous because you just realized what you looked like when you saw that he noticed you and then get jittery and start dropping your groceries all over the floor including your last minute purchase of tampons because you didn't think you needed a cart as you you were just going in for milk and detergent, and you can totally juggle all of that with two hands because you are the epitome of grace and refinement. 3. Speak eloquently and don't fidget. By this I mean start blabbering when he walks up to you and asks you how things are going because you are embarrassed and caught off-guard and start telling him all of the wonderful and fabulous things you are doing to keep yourself busy in life while trying in vain to wipe your eyes of flaking eye makeup and laugh self-deprecatingly at yourself because after all...you are fabulous! 4. Conduct yourself with dignity and grace. By this I mean excuse yourself and wish him hell well and try like hell not to pick that wedgie out of your ass while he is watching you walk away. And why wouldn't he? You're fabulous! Right? Right?! Gah...
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I got this from Cady Just bold the books you have read. I apparently need to start reading more of the classics. Now where did I put my library card????
The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen To Kill A Mockingbird - Harper Lee Gone With The Wind - Margaret Mitchell Return of the King - JRR Tolkein Fellowship of the Ring - JRR Tolkein Two Towers - JRR Tolkein Anne of Green Gables - LM Montgomery Outlander - Diana Gabaldon A Fine Balance - Rohinton Mistry HP & Goblet of Fire - JK Rowling Angels and Demons - Dan Brown HP & Order of Phoenix - JK Rowling A Prayer for Owen - Meany John Irving Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden (i am reading this one right now) HP and the Sorcerer’s Stone - JK Rowling Fall On Your Knees - Ann-Marie MacDonald The Stand - Stephen King HP & Prisoner of Azkaban - JK Rowling Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte The Hobbitt - JRR Tolkein The Catcher in the Rye - JD Salinger Little Women - Louisa May Alcott The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold Life of Pi - Yann Martel The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte The Lion, Witch, & Wardrobe - CS Lewis East of Eden - John Steinbeck Tuesdays with Morrie - Mitch Albom Dune - Frank Herbert The Notebook - Nicolas Sparks Atlas Shrugged - Ayn Rand 1984 - George Orwell The Mists of Avalon - Marion Bradley The Pillars of the Earth - Ken Follett The Power of One - Bryce Courtenay I Know This Much Is True - Wally Lamb The Red Tent - Anita Diamant The Alchemist - Paulo Coelho The Clan of the Cave Bear - Jean Auel The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini Confessions of a Shopaholic - Sophie Kinsella Five People you Meet in Heaven - Mitch Albom Bible Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy The Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas Angela’s Ashes - Frank McCourt The Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck She’s Come Undone - Wally Lamb The Poisonwood Bible - Barbara Kingsolver A Tale of Two Cities - Charles Dickens Ender’s Game - Orson Card Great Expectations - Charles Dickens The Great Gatsby - F.Scott Fitzgerald HP & Chamber of Secrets - JK Rowling The Stone Angel - Margaret Laurence The Thorn Birds - Colleen McCullough The Handmaid’s Tale - Margaret Atwood The Time Traveller’s Wife - Audrey Niffenegger Crime and Punishment - Dostoyevsky War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy The Fountainhead - Ayn Rand Interview with a Vampire - Anne Rice Fifth Business - Robertson Davis 100 years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez The Sisterhood of Traveling Pants - Ann Brashares Catch 22 - Heller Les Miserables - Victor Hugo Bridget Jones’ Diary - Fielding The Little Prince - Antoine de Saint-exupery In Spanish & English!! Love in the Time of Cholera - Gabriel Garcia Marquez Shogun - James Clavell The English Patient - Michael Ondaatje The Secret Garden - Frances Burnett The Summer Tree - Guy Kay A tree Grows in Brooklyn - Betty Smith The World According to Garp - John Irving The Diviners - Margaret Laurence Charlotte’s Web - EB White Not Wanted on the Voyage - Timothy Findley Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck Rebecca - Daphne DuMaurier Wizard’s First Rule - Terry Goodkind Emma - Jane Austen Watership Down - Richard Adams Brave New World - Aidous Huxley The Stone Diaries - Carol Shields Blindness - Jose Saramago Kane and Abel - Jeffrey Archer In The Skin of a Lion - Ondaatje Lord of the Flies - William Golding The Good Earth - Pearl Buck The Secret Life of Bees - Sue Monk Kidd The Bourne Identity - Robert Ludlum The Outsiders - SE Hinton White Oleander - Janet Fitch A Woman of Substance - Barbara Bradford The Celestine Prophecy - James Redfield Ulysses - James Joyce
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We were listening to some Christmas music tonight, and the song playing was one of my all-time favorites It's The Most Wonderful Time of the Year. We were singing along when my son started laughing hysterically.
"What's so funny?"
*Still laughing* "The song!", he says trying to suck in air at the same time.
"Why is the song funny?", I say smiling and starting to get the giggles myself.
"Because it says...ha...ha...gay, happy meetings!!!!!", he screams out holding his belly from laughing so hard.
Boxers or Briefs? Not a terrible subject to speak of...unless it is your boss discussing this little conversational tidbit as he prepares to go to the doctor. I had to endure an embarrassing 5 min conversation on why he wanted to wear boxers to the doctor's office, and what he was wearing just then. Ummm....ewww Please excuse me as I need to make my ears stop bleeding and erase that visual from my memory.
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I've been a bad blogger. For some reason I am just exhausted lately and I can't seem to get anything done or motivate myself to do anything beyond work and sleep. I guess I have a case of the blahs. Anyone else get like that? Well in any case, I have been getting into the christmas spirit by decorating and only because I was coerced by my son who begged, and pleaded, and whined, and cried, and told me he would put me in a nursing home at the first sign of dementia. ok, he didn't do that last part, but I wouldn't put it past him someday. Haha So in the spirit of Christmas I bought our tree and we commenced with the decorating. And let me tell you, it's a beauty. The boy picked it out, and it just happened to be the first tree we saw. We were in and out of Lowe's in 10 min. SUHWEET! He was completely excited and loved strapping it down to the luggage rack on top of our car. "Let me help! I can do it!" So we strapped it down and got it home. We spent the next hour decorating and listening to Christmas music where we made up our own lyrics and became hysterical and discussed the proper technique for hanging plastic icicles so that our cats wouldn't grab them off the tree and use them as lightsabers. Speaking of cats I was worried that our tree would end up on the floor or that every ornament would be considered a toy and thus promptly pawed off the branches, but...BUT...the cats have been GOOD. They have accepted the tree into the family and have thus far been respectful. Score one for the kitties. Awesome. So tell me..what is your favorite ornament? For me it is my Tinkerbell tree topper I got several years before. It's so me. I love it! So here are some pics of the tree in all its glory. I love Christmas!
Notice Daisy Faye sitting by the tree and the presents. I like to think she is guarding it from 9 yr old present peekers. Links to this post
Thank you to everyone who gave me their input on the photos. It is greatly appreciated. You made the decision easier, and just enforced my son's own opinion to the point where he now struts around the house saying "uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, I'm the man". Whatever. Let's see him tackle 10 loads of laundry and the dishes. Then we'll talk "man".
We have been busy here at Casa Loco these past few weeks what with the cold, the ex b/f issue, and decorating the house for the present season. I love this season. It evokes so many happy memories for me and I really try to focus on the real meaning of Christmas and less on the superficial aspects. I just soak it in; the music, the lights, smells, sounds, and events that take place. Speaking of events...
For the past few years we have headed up to Franklin, Tennessee on the 2nd weekend in December for their annual Dickens of a Christmas. The historic downtown area features period buildings that are decorated and there are several vendors selling their arts & crafts, people selling roasted chestnuts, and sugarplums! SUGARPLUMS! How cool is that? Except..(they don't taste like I expected them to.) Oh well. So the residents of Franklin wear period costumes from the 1800s and walk around and sing and dance. They have a Scrooge, Marley(in white dust and chains), and a Father Christmas walking around as well. It is sooooo much fun.
Look! Pickpockets! HEHE
Oh, and what's just cool about Franklin period is that The Battle of Franklin was fought here during the Civil War and was historically the bloodiest 5 hours of the entire war. Wow! Google it. AMAZING! This city is just alive with history. Color me happy.
AND...AND....15 min away is a little itty bitty town called Leipers Fork. It too is just as cute as little towns come, and they are having a parade there, and their Grand Marshall is none other than Naomi Judd. AWESOME! I love the south! *sigh* This is what puts me in the Christmas spirit.
So what traditions do you and your family do to put you in the Christmas spirit?
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Now I don't usually talk about my love life on this blog because some things I just need to have for myself, but last night begs to be told. Last night my ex-boyfriend showed up on my doorstep unannounced. Later that night a police officer showed up at my doorstep as well. What happened? Let me fill you in!
I went to Wal-mart after work to pick something up and then came home. I made dinner and just as I put it on the table there was a knock at the door. It was the ex-boyfriend. Ex b/f and I broke up almost 2 years ago. Since then we have remained friends, more like aquaintances really, and occassionally bump into each other or he shows up unannounced like last night. I hate that. So anyway, he comes in and we catch up a little. He tells me about his new job(s) and how he is seeing this new girl at his church, and I fill him in on our vacation. After about an hour he leaves. I walk him to the door and he hugs me goodbye and kisses my forehead. (fatherly much?) Well technically I would have to be on a chair to reach him if I wanted to because the guy is a gigantic 6ft 7. Yes...6 ft 7 in. tall. I'm all of 5 Ft.3 in. So he kisses my forehead and walks out the door. Very awkward indeed. 15 minutes later there is a frantic knocking at my door and I open it to find him standing there visibly upset with his hand in his hair. - "What's wrong?" I say wondering if he has just been in an accident.
"I need to talk to you now! Come outside please and shut the door" he says demandingly. Now I'm getting weirded out. What the hell?
"Did something happen are you ok?" I ask looking very puzzled.
He then proceeds to ask me if I could EVER see us getting back together again and wants to know how I feel about him, and tells me I'm wonderful, blah, blah, blah,nobody like you etc... and basically confronts me about how he still loves me and can't move forward unless he knows for sure whether I could never be more to him than a friend. Excuse me? Wouldn't the BREAK-UP TWO YEARS ago been any CLUE?? So anyway to sum it up I was crying because he put me on the spot and I told him no and hurt his feelings, and he said he didn't think we could be friends anymore. I hate drama. I went back into the house crying and did what any girl would do and called up my best female buds to vent a little. I called up my friend M. No answer. Then I called my friend J. No answer. So I finally get a hold of M and vent. J calls back and we talk for a bit until the doorbell rings. I get exasperated and tell J I have to go because someone is at the door. I joke about him stalking me, and I say goodbye. At the door is my friend M who stopped over to see if I was ok. So we get to talking and the phone rings. I ignore it because I'm in the middle of a conversation with M. The phone rings once again and so I pick it up.
" Yes, hello. Is this Felicia? " says a woman's voice.
" Yes it is. How can I help you? I say wondering who the heck is calling.
"This is the police department. We just got a call from your mother."
" Oh my goodness is she ok?" I say instantly sick with fear and worry.
"Your mom called saying that your ex b/f is banging on your door harrassing you. Is he still there."
"What? My mom called you??? No, no, no. He was here earlier, but he's gone. Nothing happened.Really. Don't worry about it. Thanks!" I say as my fear turns into mortification. " We still have to send someone out to investigate ma'am."
" Ok!" trying to sound cheery. "But everything's ok! Really!"
This whole time M is on the couch laughing. I call my mom and ask her if she called the police for me. Of course this freaks her out and she says no and inevitably, "why?" I'll call you back mom! Then I call J. "Did you call the police?" I ask. " Maybe?" She says sounding sheepish. " Why would you do that??" " Because you said he might be stalking you and then someone was banging on the door and he's HUGE and I can't leave to come see you because of the baby!!" OMG Are you kidding me? Not seconds after I hang up with J then the police officer is trepidatiously walking up to my door asking if everything was ok. I explained what happened and he started chuckling. He spoke into his walkie talkie " Negative on the DD(domestic dispute)" I yell " Yes! Negative ghost rider! 10-4!" He took my name and said goodbye. M is about to fall off the couch from laughing so hard. I am completely red and wishing I were a puddle on the floor. This was way more drama than I needed. I sniffled and walked back into the house to blow my nose. I need a drink.
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It's been forever and a day since I posted,BUT, I have a note. I am sick. I feel just horrible and I am being forced to work since I used up all of my personal leave time to go to the happiest place on earth back in October. It sucks having to be cheerful when all I want to do is lay my head down even if it does cause me to "accidentally" turn off my computer and lose important work. *whine* I feel awful! So until I feel better this picture should sum it up for Thanksgiving which featured turkey and Dance, Dance Revolution. I'll fill you in later.
Turkey for the girls and Turkey for the boys My favorite kind of pants Are corduroys Gobble gobble goo and Gobble gobble gickel I wish turkey Only cost a nickel Oh I love turkey on Thanksgiving
-Adam Sandler singing The Thanksgiving song
With thoughts of turkey and pumpkin pie swimming in my head I am ready to give thanks for the booty bounty that I have. I have no cornucopia to put it in, but I guess you could call my life one big cornucopia full of bounty. yeah! That's it!
My memories of Thanksgivings past are sweet and poignant. I remember sitting at the kids table when we were still a small enough bunch to all sit down in my grandmother's smallish house before we all had to eat buffet style because there became so many more of us. I remember my uncles in the den watching sports and us kids playing outside and sneaking into the kitchen to put olives on our fingers to eat. I remember my family sneaking into the kitchen to sneak some of the skin off of the turkey only for my grandmother to scream when the "naked" bird was presented at the table, and the laughter that followed. I remember how all of our holidays had mexican dishes like tamales, beans, chingatheras, and menudo(althought I never ate the menudo. Tripe...yuck!) Unfortunately with the recent divorce of my grandparents those Thanksgivings are not to be anymore, and so it is hard not to look back and think about all the good times and fun we had. I can't dwell on it too much because eventually things change and we move on, and life takes over where we create our own families and start new traditions with friends. I am thankful to have them. So many do without, and I cannot complain too much because I have people to care about and love, people who care about me, a roof over my head, a job, a child who loves me even when I'm not doing so hot as a mother, and people who read this blog and offer support, encouragement, funny comments, and who make me feel good just because of who they are. So to all of you I do not know, but read this blog, and to those of you who I DO know, Thank you for making my life that much richer for having you in it. I am truly blessed and truly thankful. Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
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I think my boss is trying to keep me chubby. I think he's conspiring with his wife on this. Every day I bring in something for lunch, and he always ends up buying me lunch, but its the psychological torture that makes me cave. Case in point, today I brought fish because I need my Omega-3s and its just darn healthy for me. My boss looks at the fish, and says " Fish? Fish? Are you serious? How about a sandwich? My treat." (It is ALWAYS his treat) I thanked him and said no, and he went out the door to pick up something for himself. He came back with a sandwich the size of Texas that smelled so good my stomach growled. He said " I bought it big enough so we could share." Awwww...gee thanks. Ass. And I stupidly caved and ate a small portion because I have no willpower whatsoever. But it was just a small portion so it wasn't horribly bad. But still.... His wife is blonde, and cute, and petite; really petite. When we met for the first time she hugged me in what I like to refer to as the " Thank you for being fat so my husband won't be tempted to cheat" hug She was utterly adorable nonetheless. Since then the sabotage has only gotten worse. Every day its something different. I don't think I've eaten this much take-out in my life. I know I can order the salads, but I HAVE NO WILLPOWER. It's a conspiracy I tell you. SO I do what I can and make him cupcakes because he's trying to lose 20 lbs. I'm supportive like that.
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New cupcakes! YUMMMMMMMM! I got creative and decided to make something perfect for fall weather; something with cinnamon in it that would make the whole house smell good. The inspiration for these cupcakes came from Cinnabon's cinnamon rolls which are to die for fantastic. I made my own version of this in a cupcake, and boy howdy did they ever turn out good. I made 4 dozen and handed them out to my mother's co-workers, and the good people over at Geico insurance who I used to work with. They were dubbed fantastic beyond words and now I am writing it down for future reference when I open up my cupcake shop Viva La Cupcake!
All baked and ready to be frosted. See the swirls of cinnamony goodness that just makes your mouth water, and your tastes buds squench with anticipation?
All frosted and ready to be eaten!
The inside full of cinnamon, brown sugar, and butter. Did I mention they were fat free??? because that would have been a bold faced lie. If I were the lyin' type ya know? But I'm not, and they're not fat free but you can share and then its only half the fat, but these were too good to share so full fat it is!
Just to add a decorative touch,because I'm all about touches-that sounds dirty-, I added a sprinkle of cinnamon. Voila! Cinnamon roll cupcakes that taste like a Cinnabon. Glorious. I'm gonna go lick the bowl now.
My cat Daisy Faye Buchanan is in fact....a male as evidenced by the fact that said male cat was scheduled to be neutered today. My embarrassment was evident when they asked me HIS name.
" Um....well funny story. We ...uh....his name is Daisy Faye."
*silence* Commence babbling
"We were told the cat was female and my son named her and well he would be heartbroken if we had to rename it and, and, and well I figure the cat will be gender neutral when it is fixed so, well...there ya go."
"It's ok ma'am, some guy brought his dog in named Cat. We see it all the time."
"Whew! I thought maybe you guys would have me arrested for animal cruelty, gender confusion even. haha Well, here she is...I mean he...IT...whatever. I'll pick the cat up at 5:00. I'm going to go hide now."
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This is my new blog title. Whatcha think? It's a double entendre. First of all I love me some bread, wine, and cheese. It's pure heaven. Secondly, this blog is about my daily bread in what I see,think, opinions, views. There is the occassional whine inserted, and the cheezy goodness that I love in jokes, movies, music, etc... I think this sums it up pretty well.
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“There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been!” -Percy Bysshe Shelley
“Autumn is a second spring where every leaf is a flower”-Albert Camus
Oh how I love this time of year. The colors, the scents, the cooler temperatures all combine to make me immensely happy if only for a short while because sadly it does not last long. As Robert Frost said, "...nothing gold can stay." I took a few pictures just to preserve my memory.(Click on the pics to make them bigger)
This is my drive to work.
These next two pictures are what I see when I walk out my front door every morning. I just breathe and take it in.
This picture is the view from our office. We look directly across from the U.S. Space & Rocket Center. Look at the backdrop of colors going on there. GORGEE-US!
This last pic is the monstrosity they built for the Saturn V rocket they put on display. You have only to look at the parked cars to view the enormity of that rocket. Pretty cool view huh? Links to this post
My spawn, and I say this with nothing but affection because this little retelling of a story he told me leaves no doubt as to whose influence he got this from, told me how he was on the playground with one of his friends when he saw a sad looking little kid. "Mom, he was a kindergartner and he was sitting on that spiraly thing on the playground, and he looked all sad."
"Did you go up and talk to him?"
"I told my friend he looked like he was spiraling into a depression."
He laughs hysterically while I shake my head and try not to encourage him.
I don't know whether to be proud or scared. Maybe I'm both. Just so you don't think he doesn't have a heart he did go over to the kid later and asked him what was wrong. Turns out the kid didn't have anyone to play with so my son pointed out another kid he could play with who was his age. So he IS sweet, he is just also sarcastic and witty, like his mom. Now I'm really scared. And proud. I'm so conflicted.
Here's a funny video while I work this out. Please ignore the messy bedroom as I am procrastinating organizing in there.
After reading through the searches on my bloglog thingamadoo, I have made a snap judgement wise decision. I am changing the name of my blog. Now of course I knew when I named it "Nobody Puts Baby in a Corner" that I was referencing a cinematic piece of dialogue from an all too favorite classic american movie. (The fact that I just called a movie from 1987 a classic suddenly makes me feel old) I loved that line when I saw the movie because it spoke volumes, and I identified with it. Ok, well not in 1987 because , well I was only 13 and why would my highly dramatized teenage angst make me feel a kinship to Baby Houseman just because my mom said I was SOOOOO not allowed to wear makeup until I was 15???? Haha...where was I? Oh yeah, well, it wasn't until post-divorce and several life experiences later that I TRULY knew what that line implied, and so when I started this blog I thought it was fitting with my new take on life. Enter searches.
Google search: Nobody Puts Baby in a Corner T-shirt Very popular line. I have no doubt that wearing it on your chest is a bold statement. But I do not in fact sell these. Sorry. But here is where you can buy these fabulous shirts.
Google Search: Nobody Backs Baby Into a Corner Not exactly right, but close enough.
Google search: Baby in a corner. Dude! Why are you putting your baby in a corner? You have to wait till they are at least 12 months old.
Google search: Baby Corner I am guessing they were looking for a a department store for baby stuff or a place where they sell babies on corners. Where can I get one?
Google search: Nobody puts babies into a corner. Not that I know of, but they have been put into flower pots.
So...I figured I would change the name to avoid this popular pop-culture saying. I am giving this some thought and will come up with something between now and the weekend. Or, I can always just keep the name and start selling t-shirts. If you can't beat 'em...join 'em?
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Funny thing happened yesterday. I swallowed glass. Yeah, glass. We went out to eat at a nearby restaurant. I order an unsweet tea(you have to say UNSWEET here in the south or they add 2 cups of sugar to your glass)and take a sip. Yum! I pick a crouton off of my son's salad, and take another sip and swallow. Ouch...maybe I didn't chew the crouton thoroughly enough. I swallow again. Ouch! That hurt. I pick up my glass and swirl the spoon around and notice a 2 1/2 inch piece of broken glass swimming around with the ice and a couple of shards at the bottom with the lemon seeds. Uhhhhh, Waitress? There's a fly in my soup...uh I mean glass in my drink. The girl looked startled and took it away and not 30 seconds later the manager appeared. She wanted to call an ambulance, but I was ok. It just felt like I needed to clear my throat a lot, and it DID scratch it a bit, but nothing major;I wasn't coughing up blood or anything. Besides, it couldn't have been terribly big because it fit through the straw. Still, it freaked me out a bit, and my son started crying afraid that something bad was going to happen to me. The girl came over and asked if I wanted another iced tea. Uh..negative ghost rider. No thanks. She got the hint and brought me a bottled water. Smart girl. Needless to say I didn't want to eat just then so they took care of the check, threw in a dessert, and gave me a business card with numbers on it so they could take care of the medical bills should it be necessary to seek medical attention.
I felt bad for them. It wasn't intentional and they were a little freaked out about it, but they were very apologetic and took care of us. Still...glass in my drink? Now I won't be able to drink anything without checking it out first.
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1. I cannot sleep with any type of long pajama pants or socks on my feet. I get way too hot, and then end up waking up to take them off which makes me cranky. The exception to this rule is if I am camping in cold weather then bring on the pants and socks.
2. My grandmother once made me a peanut butter & jelly sandwich when I was little by putting the peanut butter on a slice of bread and then putting the jelly on top of the peanut butter instead of on the other slice of bread. I got really upset and started crying. She never made me another peanut butter and jelly sandwich after that.
3. I don't like watching horror movies because of all of that violence and gore. They make me sick to my stomach and I end up feeling horrible for hours after. I do however like "ghost" movies, and suspense.
4. I once got pushed into the water on a log ride at Knott's Berry Farm when I was 5 yrs. old. We were waiting for the "log" so we could get in, and a maintenance man accidentally bumped me sending me flying into the water. I got a new outfit. When I was babysitting my friend's daughter we went to the botanical gardens and she fell into the fish pond trying to touch a fish. I bought her a new outfit. Lesson: Fall into water;get a new outfit.
5. I twirl my hair whenever I get nervous or feel bad or I am anxious about something.
6. I got my little 15 yr old heart crushed by a boy named Matt Neznanski in the 9th grade. He told everyone on the bus he had no desire to go with me to the school dance...EVER! I was so embarrassed, and I cried all night that night. Matt, if you're out there and reading this...you suck! (I'm still a little bitter over that.)
7. I have about 25 different lipsticks and lip glosses in my makeup case. It's a sickness, I know.
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I am unofficially doing this Naplomoscmomo thing and am trying to post daily. Forgive me for stuff like this, but its also a good way for me to keep this and look back for future reference in case I lose my memory.
Three things A bunch of questions in groups of three.
THREE THINGS THAT SCARE ME: 01 | Spiders 02 | Clowns 03 | Violence
THREE PEOPLE WHO MAKE ME LAUGH: 01 | Steve-always corny, always fun 02 | Rachel-witty, and remembers everything funny she sees or hears 03 | Jasmin-Sarcastic like me
THREE THINGS I LOVE: 01 | My son 02 | Books 03 | Travel
THREE THINGS I HATE: 01 | Waiting 02 | Traffic 03 | Being Broke
THREE THINGS I DON'T UNDERSTAND: 01 | IRS FORMS 02 | Negative people 03 | Tattoos
THREE THINGS ON MY DESK: 01 | Cell phone 02 | Tea mug 03 | Water Bottle
THREE THINGS I'M DOING RIGHT NOW: 01 | Typing 02 | Listening to music 03 | Trying to look busy
THREE THINGS I WANT TO DO BEFORE I DIE: 01 | See the pyramids of Egypt 02 | Go on an archealogical dig 03 | Travel around Europe
THREE THINGS I CAN DO: 01 | The splits 02 | Cartwheel 03 | Look busy when I'm not
THREE WAYS TO DESCRIBE MY PERSONALITY: 01 | Happy 02 | Fun-loving 03 | Friendly
THREE THINGS I CAN'T DO: 01 | Whistle 02 | Sew 03 | Stay organized
THREE THINGS I THINK YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO: 01 | Your parents 02 | Your intuition 03 | Warnings on labels- DO NOT DRY YOUR HAIR IN THE SHOWER
THREE THINGS I DON'T THINK YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO EVER: 01 | Gangster rap-so negative and degrading 02 | Your intoxicated friends telling you something is a good idea 03 | Whining
THREE OF MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE FOODS: 01 | Pasta Milano-Macaroni Grill 02 | Steak-medium 03 | English muffin with butter & honey
THREE THINGS I'D LIKE TO LEARN: 01 | Spanish 02 | How to be more patient 03 | How to stop procrastinating
THREE BEVERAGES I DRINK REGULARLY: 01 | Tea 02 | Water 03 | Coke
THREE SHOWS I WATCHED WHEN I WAS A KID: 01 | Doogie Howser M.D. 02 | Who's The Boss 03 | Beverly Hills 90210
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I was digging through some stuff in the closet and came upon some old photos that had apparently seperated themselves from the safety of their photo boxes. They made me laugh and so I thought I would share.
This is my grandmother in the late 40s. She was a hottie! Her name is Lolita. It fits. Whatever Lola wants...Lola gets...
14 months old and playing dress up while carrying a purse. This would set the stage for later purse purchases. They learn early I tell ya.
This is me at age 5 with my sister and my cousin. What is up with all the pics turning red from the 70s?
1986 6th grade graduation. I puffy hearted the movie Sixteen Candles and just flat out adored Molly Ringwald. Remember the last part of the movie when she's at the wedding? Oh yeah...totally did my hair like hers AND had a freaking wreath of flowers in my hair. Because I'm classy like that. Ethereal even. Retarded definitely.
And the piece de resistance is this little photo op my mom couldn't pass up. Apparently on Christmas mornings I had a penchant for removing all of my clothes so I could wear anything new I got from Santa. Oh but yes. I don't do that anymore. I'm much more ladylike now. Oh hush up and quit staring! Like YOU never did anything wierd as a kid. Geesh Links to this post
Anyone who knows me well...ok...just knows OF me probably is aware of the fact that music is like air to me. I NEED IT, CRAVE IT, LOVE IT. I have music of all kinds like opera, musicals, country, rap, heavy-metal, pop, rock, jazz, blues, etc....I glean a little bit from almost every genre.I may not be a complete fan of any particular genre I just like what I like. My collection is eclectic to say the least. On my iPod the playlist reads like a Billboard chart for the last 50 years. Not counting the classical music from the 1700-1800s. Beethoven! Respect! So when I read Nanette's blog about a random shuffle on the ipod I decided to share my own. These are 10 songs that came up in order when put on shuffle.
1. Your Song-Sung by Ewan MacGregor from Moulin Rouge. I love this song because for one its a musical, and second, it's Ewan MacGregor. 'Nuff said.
2. Beloved-Minnie Driver When I saw Minnie Driver had a CD out I first thought,* oh great another celebrity actress that thinks she can sing.* But when I heard this song I really, really liked it. The girl CAN sing. I am going to church to repent my judgemental ways.
3. Beautiful Disaster- Jon McLaughlin If you have not heard this guy yet go download it, or buy it, or listen on Amazon.com because this guy is easy on the eyes. Oh yeah...his music rocks too. If I had a song to describe me this would be it.
4. Come on Eileen- Dexy's Midnight Runners FUN! FUN! 80s FUN! This song is the epitome of the 80s for me, and whenever I listen to it I am in a good mood.
5. What I Cannot Change-Leann Rimes This song sounds so different than what she has done before. It's beautiful and haunting.
6. Think About Your Troubles- Harry Nilsson This song is from a record he did called The Point. It was a musical storytelling from the 70s. My uncle played this for us in the car, and whenever I hear it it takes me back to childhood.
7. I Don't Feel Like Dancing-Scissor Sisters It's like The BeeGees, and Abba, and Queen had a baby and this is what it sounded like. The song is fun and makes me smile.
8. Hey There Delilah-Plain White Tees Such a sweet song. I was hooked after the first listen.
9. Family Affair-Mary J. Blige I cannnot not shake my booty when I hear this. Yes, it's probably highly inappropriate to shake your booty at the Dr.'s office. Don't ask.
Already since Halloween I have seen christmas lights go up, garlands arranged on porches and I heard the first Christmas song on the radio. WTH? I swear it comes faster each year. Pretty soon we will see them put stuff out in July. But come on...Christmas songs before Thanksgiving? Now I do love Christmas, but I hate when they start too early, and skip over every other holiday just to sell stuff.Love each holiday for what it is..not as a precursor to Christmas. Live in the NOW. That's all we have. Stupid retailers.
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Ok...remember the cupcakes I told you about? No? Well scroll down and then come back up here. I'll wait........All done? Ok cool. I decided to start sampling recipes and I made a PB&J cupcake today. It rocks! Here are the pics.
I started with a white cupcake base to mimic white bread. Even though I NEVER use white bread to make sandwiches. No fiber.(says the girl making the fiberless cupcakes)I'm a dichotomy like that. SO anyways, I filled it with a berry fruit filling. Lookin good! Then I put its top back on. Waste not want not. Then I frosted it with a crunchy peanut butter frosting I whipped up. Crunchy is good. I can make it creamy for all of you non-crunchy fans. A peek inside when you bite into it. Voila! Peanut Butter & Jelly cupcakes. Yum! Links to this post
I bet you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player too....just kidding.(Name that song!) I can't play an instrument to save my life. I can, however, make cakes. Oh but yes! It started out innocently enough. I told my pastors wife I was going to make her a birthday cake because I just bought this cake decorating book. It turned out pretty darn good for my first try. It escalated from there. Within 2 months I had my first wedding cake gig. Color me surprised. The pastor's wife had told this couple that I make cakes, and since they had not chosen a wedding cake yet that they ought to try me. " But I've never made a wedding cake before!" I protested. "We trust you." they said and they made me feel warm and fuzzy inside. So what did I do? I picked up some more books, practiced my frosting techniques, and 2 months later...a wedding cake to be proud of. Since then I have made many more through word of mouth and such and its been really fun. But now I want to get into cupcakes because honestly, we don't have any cupcake bakeshops here, and well....I'd like to do it. We HAVE cupcakes but they are the usual garden variety you get as an afterthought at grocery stores, and Wal-marts. I want to get on the gourmet cupcake bandwagon and introduce North Alabama to some mighty sinful flavors. Start my own business so to speak. Whaddya think? Now to find out how to get a monstrous business loan. Links to this post
I am a 35 yr old single mom who grew up in California, but moved to "The South" in 2002. I found the love of my life who just happens to be an Australian. We married on 10/10/09. Follow me as I leave America for the Land Down Under to discover love, a new life, and lots of new adventures!