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Good times with good friends
March 16, 2004
I’m home and I am staying put. For at least a day or two. It all depends on how my sister is doing. (You hear that Natalie? I may be coming back. Fire up that coffee pot and get out the mop.)
Speaking of Natalie, I told you I would give you the scoop on her floor. Okay, you see she complains that it is white and she is always cleaning it. She claims it is because she is a masochistic idiot (her words, not mine). But after visiting there I discovered something. Her floor is possessed. No, not demon possessed or anything that scary. It appears to have some sort of magnetic field that causes anything you are holding that would make a nice splat or splatter to leap from your hand/cup/plate onto the floor. I saw it with my own two eyes.
You see, after Natalie offered me a dainty sliver of cake (Yes, dainty. That’s my story and I’m stickin’ to it.), I went to take a bite and ~splat~, a strawberry jumped from my plant and was sucked to the magnetic floor. Later, after the “I’m so sorry! I don’t know what happened” speech, I was minding my own business drinking my coffee. (Ahhh, yes, she fixed me a hot cup of that wonderful nectar of the gods. And not any boring old store bought no name kind. It was freshly ground Starbucks coffee beans complete with a yummy creme de mint flavoring. It was delicious!) So anyway, as I sit there minding my own business, my coffee suddenly sloshes around in it’s cup (of it’s own free will, I might add) and propels itself towards her white floor. It so wasn’t my fault. I don’t spill coffee. I just don’t.
And seeing how my ability to impress and delight was going so well, I decided to show off my grace with one of my intricate ballet moves. (Oh sure, to the untrained eye, it might have looked like twisting my ankle, stumbling for 5- 6 feet and then falling smack down on my ass. But that would be to the untrained eye. It was actually a very intricate move, I tell you!)
It was a great time! I made myself right at home. I even stole 4 books right from her bookshelf. (Shhh, don’t tell.) My kids were mad att me when it was time to go. They all enjoyed playing together. There was even the whole “Next time when you come over we can….” speech from Nicholas when we left. And my Little Diva thought she died and went to heaven when she saw Zoe’s girl room. A real live girl for her to play with blew her away! Nat’s kids are wonderful and totally adorable and charming. It was awesome to get to meet them and see them in action.
There was only one thing that I really didn’t like about going to hang with Nat and Peter. It made me ticked off that I don’t live in Houston so that we can do it more often. But soon, guys, I am only an hour and a half away (rather than 6 hours).
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I don’t know nuthin’
February 29, 2004
I feel so stupid today. I feel so lost. I so badly wanted to learn something this weekend like I have become accustomed to over the months. But alas, my ignorance will remain. Why? Well, because Buzz had the nerve to go fishin’ and that means we are deprived of our weekend Did You Know’s.
I think I will just go crawl in bed now and read my People magazine. Maybe I will learn something in there. Oh Buzz …how could you leave us so ignorant and alone?
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Ten Random Songs
February 23, 2004
Here’s a fun little game (since today, I got nuthin’ for you good people):
Step 1: Open your mp3 player.
Step 2: Put all of your music on random.
Step 3: List the first ten songs it plays, no matter how embarrassing.
Here are mine:
1. Lita Ford: Back to the Cave
2. Gloria Estefan: Don’t Wanna Lose You
3. Elvis Costello and the Attractions: Beyond Belief
4. Red Hot Chili Peppers: Minor Thing
5. Ozzy Osbourne: No More Tears
6. The Red Hot Chili Peppers: The Zephyr Song
7. Michael Jackson: Leave Me Alone
8. Journey: Forever In Blue
9. Frankie Goes to Hollywood: Ferry Cross The Mersey
10. Dokken: Back for the Attack
So what did your MP3 Player choose for you?
Found via Life With Buccho
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You’ve been blogged backwards dude
February 11, 2004
So, Clint decided he wasn’t going to Blog It Forward this time around. Oh yeah? And to think, I gave him linky-love yesterday. (I said linky-love, not kinky love. Let’s not get all off track about that. I’m not that kind of blogger. That you know of. So far. We’ll see. Buy me dinner first.) So I am blogging him backwards. That’s right. You heard me right. He is officially being blogged backwards. No links to him today. None at all.
What? I already linked him? Twice. Damn.
Okay, well this will have to do:
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Cheated!
February 7, 2004
Apparently, behind my back, this other woman decides to strut her verbosity over at my husband’s blog. Can you believe the nerve? He gave another woman a password to his blog. The next thing you know she’ll putting her beer in his fridge. I am crushed. Devestated. Hurt. How could she go behind my back and blog for him? She’s never even blogged for me.
That does it! I am so gonna whip her husband’s ass in a beer chugging
contest. It’s only fair!
(No wives were actually cheated on in the making of this entry.)
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Happy Birthday Adelle!
January 30, 2004
Today is Adelle’s birthday. She is one of the sweetest bloggers on the block. Why don’t you go on over there and give her some birthday love!
Go on.
There’s nothing else to see here.
(But do come back later, mmkay?)
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5 (more) questions (for the last time)
January 27, 2004
In some fit of insantiy, I decided to give Charlie the opportunity to ask me 5 questions. Charlie? What was I thinking? I have to admit, he comes up with some pretty great questions (even if they are tough).
Oh, and for the record, Charlie, I was not threatening to take over your blog. When I am done, you will willingly and gladly hand over they keys, my friend. Muahahahaha
1) What if you could have invited any one person –real or fictional, living or dead (but let’s say that it has to be someone you’ve never met) — to one event that you’ve attended or been a part of in your lifetime. Who would you invite, what’s the special occasion, and why?
Since it has to be someone that I don’t know, I would have to say (in all fun) that I would invite Aerosmith (they are a group/unit/count as one) to my wedding reception. Can you imagine how much that party would ROCK?! Oh yes, Miss Manners would not be happy at all, but I would be loving my party.
IF I could invite someone that I do/did know to an event in my life, it would be to have my mother-in-law at the birth of Little Diva. Since she never got to meet her, I would love to be given the chance to have her there.
2) The bad news is that you’re about to lose a year off your life. The good news is that it’s a year that you’ve already lived, and you get to choose which one. So pick one full calendar year, and all memory and effects from it will be wiped from your memory, personality, and body. (Probably best not to pick an
early formative year, then — you might never have lost your baby teeth!) What year do you choose, and how does losing that year’s worth of you change you today?
Now this one is easy. I would lose the past year of my life. Why? Because I think it would make me less bitter. Not quite as hardened and angry. This last year was riddled with one bad thing after another. After going through that time and time again, I lost a lot of faith in things that I used to hold true. Those of you who have known me for years can attest to the fact that I have pulled within and withdrawn more than I ever have before. I don’t want to be that person. I would gladly give it all up if I could be who I was a year ago.
3) Let’s say you could become another person’s ‘inner voice’. You’d ‘hear’ their thoughts (but not their words or what’s happening around them), and could
project ideas to them, like a ‘conscience’. There’s no guarantee that the person would follow all of your suggestions (just like with a real conscience), but they would hear everything you wanted them to. Once established, this mental link would be broken only when you, or your ‘target’, dies. Would you agree to such an arrangement, and if so, who would you attempt to ‘guide’, and why?
I would never agree to such an arrangement! Oh sure, it would be fun to jack with someone like that for a while, but not long term. I have enough trouble trying to figure out what I should do, let alone what anyone else should do. NO.
Although, I am doing the next best thing as a nagging wife and bossy mom. In fact, how is that different, Charlie????
4) You’re on an exploration mission in deep space. There’s limited bandwidth, due to all the data you’re sending back and forth, but you’re allowed one short personal message. You can address it to one person, and it can be no longer than thirty characters. Because of the distance, it will take five years to
reach Earth, and five more for the reply to come back to you. So, what’s the message, to whom do you send it, and — for bonus points! — what’s the thirty
character or less reply that you _hope_ to receive ten years from now?
To my dear husband. “Did I turn off the iron?” I would probably hear back “You’ve never turned on an iron, dear.”
Seriously, though, if I were to be away from my family for that long, I am sure it would be something sappy to my husband like “I love & miss you. How are the kids?” I would love to hear back. “We’re fine & on our way to visit!” Whatever the exact message is, it would be to my husband for sure.
5) Many, many years from now, when you die, you’ll be allowed to appear as a ghost to one person, and one person only. You’ll have physical substance, your apparition will last only thirty seconds, and the person will be unable to hear you speak. Who do you ‘haunt’ (in a good or bad way), and how do you spend that thirty seconds?
Hmm, that is a TOUGH one. (Thanks eversomuch, Charlie!) I guess this depends on who goes before me, right? The obvious sweet answer is that I would appear to my husband to let him know I’m okay and love him. All the sappy stuff I can convey without words.
The sick twisted side of me would love to haunt my childhood rival. Just once. Just scare the beejeezus out of her in her old age. Make her think that she is so insane she has herself commited or heavily sedated. Yep, I would be one sick and twisted ghost for that 30 seconds. Revenge is a dish best served cold…or dead. Whatever. 
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Hail to the chief, he’s the one who brought the coffee
January 21, 2004
I’ve decided to go ahead and give my political endorsement. Right here. RIght now. (The media has been hounding me for it, so I gave in.)
Forget about John Kerry and whatever platform he thinks he is running on. Let’s just ignore whatever it is that Howard Dean tells us he stands for. As for John Edwards, whatevah, dude. Don’t you talk to dead people? Gepart had it right when he decided to back a new guy.
Who you may be asking?
Well, this guy With such bold statements as the one he made this morning, he should run this country! I’d vote for him. Wouldn’t you?
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High 5 baby!
January 20, 2004
Since she’s doing it and she’s doing it and it seems that so many of the cool kids are doing it, I am going to do it too! These questions came from Natalie. You all know her. That mom who thinks she can take away the PTA mom of the month title from me. (As if!) Anyway, here are my 5 questions. If you want to do it, too, then just follow the directions at the end of this post.
1. You have to give up coffee or diet coke for the
rest of your life. Which do you choose?
coffee…no, Diet Coke….no, coffee…no, Diet Coke (Can’t I choose between my children instead?) Okay, shocker to end all shockers (at least in this house), it would probably have to be Diet Coke. Because, hey, I can get used to Diet Pepsi if I had to. Maybe. Yep, choosing between the kids would be easier.
2. What was the last movie that made you cry?
I cry at every movie I think. I mean, really. I cry at almost every movie I see. Sad and pathetic, I know. (Get over it.) The last one that really made me cry was probably Life as a House. In theaters, forgive me my non-geek friends, but it would be LOTR: Return of the King. (Whatever! You’d cry too if your bladder was as full as mine was!)
3. If you and Nefarious/Clint were given a trip to anywhere in the world, where would you go? Take the kids or leave them home? (You’ll have
the best babysitter EVER available.)
I would have to say to somewhere tropical. With those tiny umbrellas in our drinks. The Bahamas maybe? Jamaica? Leave the kids for sure. Oh yes, there will be no kidlets on this trip. (The last trip we took alone was our honeymoon. Almost 14 years ago.)
4. Who can really chug a beer faster? You or Peter?
Who can or who did? That one night, I will concede that perhaps there was a tiny, microscopic bit of beer left in my glass more than his. However, I really think that Peter and I must compete over and over to find a true winner. I say, best of 100?
5. Who or what inspired you to start blogging?
I have always journaled. Paper journal. In ‘95 I used to read a journal online and loved the whole concept of online journal/blogs. I had one then, but it didn’t last long. I got out of the habit reading them online and definitely stopped writing mine. Then earlier this year, a good friend of mine shared her blog . I had fun reading it. It got me writing again and I remembered why I love writing so much! I decided to try once more. I do still remember the first “stranger’s” blog I stumbled upon this time around. I still laugh at that first entry I read.
Honestly, every blog that I read out there inspires me to keep doing this!
Bonus: Are you coming to the Tiara Happy Hour on
Friday?
If my kids stop puking and there is no rain/ice, I plan on being there!
THE RULES!
1 - Leave a comment, saying you want to be interviewed.
2 - I will respond; I’ll ask you five questions.
3 - You’ll update your journal with my five questions,
and your five answers.
4 - You’ll include this explanation.
5 - You’ll ask other people five questions when they
want to be interviewed.
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