| Wednesday, August 31, 2005 |
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So I just got back from jury duty. It was my first time. I'm surprised it took this long to call me. I'm 25. Oh well... It was an interesting experience. I reported this morning and was called into the first room with about 30 other people. The two lawyers were there for the plaitiff and the defense (it was a civil trial). Now in the county court where I went the jury was composed of 6 members not 12 like normal. So there were 6 seats up front by the lawyers. They picked the first 6 people out of a lottery and questioned them. They asked things like: Do you know any of the the parties or the lawyers in the suit? Do you think a physician can make a mistake?(It was a malpractice suit.) Do you think you can be fair and impartial? It was kind of fun to see how this stuff works. I did get dismissed (YAY!) because I work for an insurance company and because I'm studying to be a nurse. I guess they considered me too knowlegable to be fair and impartial in those fields. Hey, works for me. I got my proof of service stamped and I won't get called again for six years. By that time I plan to be a mom and not able to leave my kids. ;) I am glad I didn't actually have to stay because my boss's oldest daughter is going off to college this weekend and his wife is my backup. She's so swamped with getting stuff ready for her daughter, it was kind of hard for her to come in.
**UPDATE** Aunt Margaret is doing ok. They think she will live now. They are not sure if she'll be able to talk again or what kind of brain damage the stroke caused. Thank you all for your kind words.
And now for the funny: In keeping with today's theme(?)(look at the license plate and then the tag at the bottom):
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“I have no yesterday, Time took them away; Tomorrow may not be ---But I have today.” –Pearl Yeadon Mcginnis
This quote just took my breath away. If I could only learn to live like that.
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| Monday, August 29, 2005 |
| Spam, Metal, & Sadness |
So I have broken down and added verification to my comments. Sorry for all of you who hate it. I didn't add it for any reason other than when I get a comment it goes to my email. I love opening my email in the morning and seeing all of your fun comments. They make me smile. But if I open a comment and it is spam, I'm so disappointed. :( So there, spammers!
Last night a friend and I went to see Alice Cooper and Cheap Trick in concert at our local ampitheatre. OMG! What a great show. I went in to see Cheap Trick and came out an Alice Cooper fan. I got a cool tshirt too. And when Cheap Trick was done playing, the guitar player took off his jacket and he was wearing the tshirt that I picked.
Lastly, please pray or meditate or do whatever y'all do to send good vibes to my husband's Aunt Margaret. She is hubby's grandmother's sister and she is one cool lady. I only recently met her when she came to our wedding two summers ago, but I instantly loved her. She lives in Florida (We're in NY). She had gone in a few days ago for triple bypass surgery and was doing somewhat ok. We got the news last night that she had had a stroke and is not expected to live past the next few days. I got the news during the show and just tried to enjoy the show for her. I know she would have wanted that.
So here's to you Aunt Margaret! We Love You!
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| Friday, August 26, 2005 |
| UM...Yeah! |
As I was pulling into work this morning, the song Soul Man (great song btw.) segued into a song by a guy named Joe Nichols. It was called Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off. I died laughing. It was a great song, especially if you're drunk and singing along. Ok, this is actually a real song, not a parody done by the Dj's or anything. It just made my Friday.
In other news, shhhhhhh, I think hubby may be taking me out to dinner tonight. YAY! This is big news because he hates going out to dinner. He's a real homebody and would like nothing more that to be home every night forever. Me, I'm all for going out. Less dishes for me to wash.
We are going to Famous Dave's. Some of you may know it but it's new out here in NY. It's pretty good.
Now a little dance:
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"Im going out to dinner, I'm going out to dinner. Yay!"
Have a great weekend everybody! |
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| Thursday, August 25, 2005 |
| have you ever... (I know it's long but keep reading ;)) |
smoked a cigarette
made out with a member of the same sex
crashed a friend's car
stolen a car
been "in love"
been dumped
shoplifted
been fired
been in a fist fight
snuck out of my parent's house
had feeling for someone who didn't have them back
been arrested
made out with a stranger
gone on a blind date
lied to a friend
had a crush on a teacher
been to europe
skipped school
slept with a co-worker
seen someone die
been to canada
been to mexico
been on a plane
thrown up in a bar
purposely set a part of myself on fire
eaten sushi
been snowbarding
been moshing at a concert
been in an abusive relationship
taken painkillers
love someone or miss someone right now
laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by
mad a snow angel
had a tea party
flown a kite
built a sand castle
gone puddle jumping (YAY RECENTLY!)
played dress up
jumped into a pile of leaves
gone sledding
cheated while playing a game
been lonely
fallen asleep at work/school
used a fake id
watched the sun set
felt an earthquake
touched a snake
slept beneath the stars
been tickled
been robbed
been misunderstood
pet a reindeer/goat
won a contest (Yay, new blog design!)
run a red light
been suspended from school
been in a car accident
had braces
felt like an outcast
eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night
had deja vu
daced in the moonlight
hated the way you look
witnessed a crime
pole danced
questioned your heart
been obsessed with post-it notes
squished barefoot throught the mud
been lost
been to the opposite side of the country
swan in the ocean
felt like dying
cried yourself to sleep
played cops and robbers
recently colored with crayons/colored pencils/markers
sung karaoke
paid for a meal with only coins
done something you told yourself you wouldn't
made prank phone calls
laughed until some kind of beverage cam out your nose
caught a snowflake on your tongue
danced in the rain (and puddle jumped!)
written a letter to Santa Claus (and got a reply)
been kissed under mistletoe
watched the sun ris with someone you care about
blown bubbles
made a bonfire on the beach
crashed a party
gone rollerskating
had a wish come true
humped a monkey
worn pearls (at my wedding, they were my aunt's)
jumped off a bridge
screamed penis in class
ate dog/cat food
told a complete stranger you loved them
kissed a mirror
sang in the shower
have a little black dress
had a dream that you married someone
glued your hand to something
got your tongue stuck to a flagpole
kissed a fish
worn the opposite sex's clothes
been a cheerleader
sat on a rooftop
screamed at the top of your lungs
done a one handed cartwheel
talked on the phone for more than 6 hours
stayed up all night
didn't take a shower for a week
picked and ate an apple right off the tree
climbed a tree
had a tree house
are scared to watch scary movies
believe in ghosts
have more than thirty pairs of shoes
gone streaking
played ding-dong-ditch
played chicken
been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on (camp initiation)
been told you're hot by a complete stranger
broken a bone
been easily amused
carught a fish then ate it
made porn
caught a butterfly
laughed so hard you cried
cried so hard you laughed
mooned/flashed someone
had someone moon/flash you
cheated on a test
have a Britney Spears CD
forgotten someone's name
slept naked
french braided someone's hair
gone skinny dipping in a pool
This meme came across my screen today and made me realize what a good, fun, happy life I do have. I hope it does the same to you. (I love you guys! Sniff, Sniff. :)) |
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| Wednesday, August 24, 2005 |
| Do a little dance... |
This was the song on the radio when I pulled into work today. Kinda makes it feel a bit like Friday. Fridays always seen like holidays to me, and when it's payday too... double whoa! ;0 I was just on MySpace and I got inundated by a whole bunch of what I like to call Abercrombie Punk kids. They are into fashion but have scraggly chin length hair they push to the side to look up at you. They are all impossibly skinny and wear deconstructed pencil jeans and tiny band t'shirts. Their arms are covered in cuffs and rubber bracelets and they're wearing the latest in Nike designer sneakers. I have come to the conclusion that a new generation has started and I have nothing to do with it. AAAAHHHHHH! (Ok, I'm done.) I am not old by any means, but things that I used to (and still do) like are totally passe now. I like Tom Petty, Lynrd Skynrd and muscle cars. I like gin, poker and rocking out to a great rock band. Need I say, Rock is Dead? BOOOOHOOOO! Nowadays things seem so sad. All the emo indie rock music that the kids listen to nowadays. Like why the fuck is Coldplay so huge?! I mean I'm glad the dude can support his new baby (standup guy) but all the money that's being thrown at him is giving him the impression that he can name his daughter after a fruit. (Apple, c'mon people.) Is it the war or the economy or what? I don't think it's the war. I don't see young people doing anything about it. I don't think it's the economy either because all these kids seem to be rolling in money. (I need to get off Long Island, I think.) Cheer up for chrissakes! Ok I'm done ranting. Let me know what y'all think. |
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| Tuesday, August 23, 2005 |
| Makes me want to cry, This is my favorite book! |
You're One Hundred Years of Solitude!
by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Lonely and struggling, you've been around for a very long time.
Conflict has filled most of your life and torn apart nearly everyone you know. Yet there
is something majestic and even epic about your presence in the world. You love life all
the more for having seen its decimation. After all, it takes a village.
Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.
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It's amazing this human condition we live in. The need to be with someone consumes us. We all make crazy choices to get to that point. Sometimes we follow that path to destruction. I don't believe in so-called, "morals." I live my life treating people the way I want to be treated. EX: I would never cheat on my husband because I wouldn't want him to do that to me, not because it is, "wrong."
I want everyone in the world to have what I have with my husband. To know there is another person in this world that is going throught the same things you are going through. To have someone to share the joys and sorrows, the highest highs and the lowest lows. To have that person that just gets you and accepts you for you... OK, I'm back from my flight to happyland. I want everyone to be happy. For my friends I guess they're typical 20somethings. most of them are in relationships that they don't know if they will last but they're Ok with that. One of my oldest friends (previously referred to as the pimp {he's 27}) is to the point that he's found the one. They are just not done having their fun yet. I guess I'm different. I met my "one" at sixteen. We didn't see each other for two years after that but when we met back up when I was 18 it was even more, "right." I was engaged at 19 and married at 23. I am so lucky to have that. Now I 'm just working on the rest of my life, career, degree, interests. I sometimes feel like I did things backwards but I wouldn't change things for the world. Sometimes I feel like my friends don't include me in stuff because they don't see me a separate from my husband. I get upset about that, but I don't think it's true. What dou y'all think about relationships?
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| Monday, August 22, 2005 |
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So I got some weird comments on my last post about losing weight. Some girl said, "I don't feel sorry for you - get on the treadmill." Ok first did I ask for sympathy or anything like that (NO!) and second my post was about how I just spent two hours at the gym and walked a mile and a half to go to the bank. I am doing something about my weight! Golly, people are weird! Then I got this creepy comment:
Who are these people and what planet are they from?
Also What Not to Wear is doing a mall tour where you can actually get advice from the hosts about what not to wear. (teehee! ;)) They are going to be in NY this coming weekeend but check here for where they are going next. Have fun I know I will! |
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| Thursday, August 18, 2005 |
| 50 Pounds |
50 pounds. That is what I intend to lose. I am currently at 200. According to the doctor 150 is a healthy weight for my height.
I worked out at the gym yesterday for 2 hours and I walked to the bank today to do the deposit for work. It was about a mile and a half. I had Cheerios for breakfast and a six-inch sub from Subway for lunch.
Now if I can only keep this up...
Thanks to all of you that commented yesterday. It really made me feel alot better. I feel like Evelyn from Fried Green Tomatoes. "TAWANDA!!!!!!!"
On a lighter note: While looking for a picture of a kid making a funny face, I searched for, "sticking out your tongue" and got this.
Gaaaaaaahhhhhh! You have got to look!
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| Wednesday, August 17, 2005 |
| How to have a Breakdown, Part 1 |
First drive around for hours running errands in dead stop traffic.
Then, watch a T.V. show that mirrors your life (for me Law & Order: SVU).
Third sit by yourself for five hours about to cry thinking about all the crap you have to deal with in your life, past, present, & future.
Finally, tell someone your deepest darkest secret, only to have them tell you it's normal.
Thank you to my wonderful husband for putting perspective on my issues. I'm sorry I didn't call you. I promise I will next time. (You know there will be a next time.)
Thank you also to the Pimp. (You know who you are J.) We do have a deal and I intend to stick to it. Whatever you need, just let me know, even if it's just to talk at 4 in the morning. :P
To all my regular readers (if there are any) and all new readers:
This is what my blog is all about. To be able to come here and unburden myself and get such great support from all of you is amazing. I know I have my husband and friends but to see a different side of things is more than helpful. It clears the cobwebs away from a situation and allows the real truth to shine through.
For myself mostly and for you loyal readers out there who are probably dying of curiosity, my deepest, darkest secret is not so dark or deep anymore:
Sometimes when I am driving, I feel the urge to drive off the road into a tree or pole or another car. I think it is because if I do that I will get attention. The hard part about this is that just about five years ago, July 23, 2000 to be exact, I was in a major car accident in which my aunt (my mother's sister and the relative I was closest to) was killed. I have not been able to blog about this since I started but I feel like part of my story hasn't been told yet. **Disclaimer** The accident and story behind it is not fun. It is upsetting so if you don't want that please stop reading now.**
My aunt lived in Santa Monica, CA. She had just gotten a divorce from her husband. She was 41 and married for 8 years or so. She had epilepsy so she couldn't drive, and so was coming to live with my mom, brother and I in NY till she could find a place that was convenient to public transportation. Her and I had always been close. She didn't have kids and I was the only female grandchild. She was also very young at heart. We decided that because we both wanted to take a road trip we would pack up all her stuff in a Ryder truck and drive to NY. We decided to make a vacation out of it and stop in Santa Fe (for her) and New Orleans (for me). The plan was to drive all day and then stop when it got dark and get a motel room for the night. As I said before she had epilepsy and couldn't drive, so I did all the driving. I had no problem with that. It was fun. We went through Arizona, New Mexico, Texas, & Oklahoma. The accident happened when we got to Arkansas. We were in Forrest City, about 50 miles west of Little Rock, and were coming up to some roadwork. The road had the left lane closed for a stretch. I was in the right lane already. We were going about 40 mph when we were hit from behind by an 18-wheeler. The crash propelled us into the 18-wheeler to the left of us and we then crashed into the 18-wheeler in front of us and we were pinned under the rear of that truck. My aunt died instantly when we crashed into the truck in front of us. I knew right away she had died. I feel that she died so she could protect me. I was not seriously hurt. She is definitely my guardian angel. I believe she is up in heaven with my grandma and grandpa looking out for me. I got a tattoo of teardrops. One for each of them, my aunt, my grandma & grandpa, my dog & my kitty. Take a look:
It's kind of blurry but it's ok.
AAAAHHHHHH! Cathartic. I feel so much better. Sorry to get you guys down on such a beautiful day, but y'all are great.
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| Tuesday, August 16, 2005 |
| Poor Mommy |
"Love is the ability and willingness to allow those that you care for to be what they choose for themselves without any insistence that they satisfy you." - Wayne Dyer To wake up in Hubby's arms just always starts my day out right. This good feeling is continuing. I think it might be because the weather is about 20 degrees cooler than it has been the last few days. Tempers are cooling too. Just a bit about the title of this post. My poor mom fell on the cement steps leading up to her door last night and fractured her right elbow and sprained her left wrist. My brother drove her to the hospital. She is okay but in alot of pain. But, trooper that she is, she went to work today. I drove her and she was at work at 7:30 this morning. I admire her for that. BTW, Last week's Tuesday Music Trivia answer was Six Foot Town by Big & Rich. Here is this week's lyric: It's not always rainbows and butterflies It's compromise that moves us along My heart is full and my door's always open You can come anytime you want Good luck! |
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| Monday, August 15, 2005 |
| Good Times! |
Can life get any better! This weekend was one weekend that shows me why I am alive. I spent time with family and friends. Had alot of fun and little bit of fuss, but all told a good time. First things first, I got my new tattoo! FINALLY! Take a look. Isn't it purty! ;) 
Then because I finally got someone to take pics of my other tats. Here are three of the six I have total (#6 is the castle). This was my first tattoo. I was 21. I drew it myself. It is my astrological sign, Aries. I so fit the profile of an Aries, so I wanted to reaffirm myself. 
This was my second tattoo. It is a Kokopelli. My aunt who passed away loved southwestern things and the Kokopelli was her favorite symbol. This is kind of a memorial to her. 
This was my fourth tattoo. It is a custom Celtic Cross. My grandmother was full blood Irish. Catherine Donoghue was her name. She passed away when I was little but I remember her vividly. She taught me how to read when I was three. This is an honor to her and our heritage. 
Hubby also got a tattoo this weekend. It is the first of Musashi's Five Rings 
Then Sunday we went miniature golfing with a couple of friends. The weather this weekend was brutal. 99 degrees and counting. We waited till after dark to go, hoping it would be a bit cooler. No deal. Though it thundered and lighting flashed, the rain held out but the air got thicker and thicker. We left the course at 9:15 pm and went back to our friend's house. A couple other friends went to the Boardy Barn and were totally wasted when they got home (by a sober driver of course :)) So we were waiting for them outside. They finally got home around 11 pm. AND IT STARTED TO POUR! The rain we in NY so desperately needed came in buckets. We all just stood in the middle of the road and got soaked. It felt so good. The we went puddle stomping. Yay! Puddles! I was happy to be with my friends and just having fun. This is so rare as we all get older. I'm 25, most of my friends are in the 22-27 range so we are all slowly, kicking and screaming becoming adults with bills and responsibility and needing higher paying jobs. It sucks sometimes. To just be able to act like a little kid and jump in puddles was freeing and soul satisfying like nothing recently has been able to do. So if it's raining by you, enjoy my pics and then go jump in a puddle, for sanity's sake! |
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| Friday, August 12, 2005 |
| Interview Meme |
I got tagged! (again!)
These questions are from Zazzafooky who may I say is Freaking Hilarious! Go visit her but come back to me, pretty please. If you want to be interviewed (with questions I make up) leave me a comment. This is sure to be wonky!
1) You think you are manic-depressive. Describe your most manic state.
My most manic state would have to be when I am worrying about something. You see dearies, I don't get depressed at that point like a normal person. I go in to ridiculous speed mode. I will clean, paint, talk on the phone, watch T.V., take a shower and drive a car all at the same time. Just to keep my mind off what I am worrying about. (Yes I am a superior multi-tasker! :P)
2) What is something you aren't good at but love doing?
Singing. I can't hold a note, sing on key or follow a melody. But I will turn up any song that is rockin and sing like nobody's business. My husband is constantly threatening me that he's going to put me on the VH1 show, Motormouth. That's where they secretly videotape people singing badly in their cars and give the worst one a prize. So y'all may see me on T.V. yet!
3) What about you do most people like?
This, I think, is a serious question. People most like the fact that I will never judge a person until I get to know them. If I meet someone new, I will try and give them the benefit of the doubt if they're being an ass. The flip side of that is if I know you and you do something to hurt one of my friends, I'll be all over you like white on rice. SO, Don't f**k with me, ya hear!
4) What is your grossest habit, if not gross, how about annoying?
I have to put things back in exactly the same place where they came from. My hubby gets so crazy about this. He can find anything, anywhere, anytime. Me if I don't put it back, it's lost forever. This also extends to straightening shelves at the grocery store, Walmart, etc. :}
5) What would people Not like most about you?
I am blunt, tactless, abrasive, etc. I tell people how I see it and if they don't like it, too bad. I also tend to have the worst things come out of my mouth at the worst times. I'm the person who is always yelling, "porno", when everybody else decides to stop talking. I have come to terms with the fact that I am inappropriate. Some other people, not so much.
There are my questions, people. If you want to be interviewed let me know, and Monday I'll send you some.
Hopefully Monday I'll have some pics of my new tattoo, too. Yay! Tomorrow is tattoo day, tomorrow is tattoo day! |
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| Thursday, August 11, 2005 |
| Bleh! |
I had a breakthrough this morning, then it deflated as I read one of my very favorite blogs.
I have had recurring dreams throughout my life. They are not necessarily nightmares but when I wake up they leave me with a distinct feeling of unease. I dream that I am being attacked in some way(not usually sexual) and cannot scream for help or get away. Last night I had one of these dreams. It was interesting as it involved one of my hubby's coworkers and occurred right outside his job. I had went to his building to drop something off (which I frequently do because we only have one car) and as I was coming out, this guy was sitting in my car. I told him to get the hell out. He went to get out then he grabbed me. I screamed bloody murder and the scream actually came out. Usually the scream is muffled like I've lost my voice or I can't open my mouth, but last night I screamed clear as day. The guy let go and ran away. I felt empowered. It was great.
Then I got to work and as I was waiting for my logon to boot up, I was reading one of my favorite blogs. I won't name it because I still love it and I don't want to cause problems. There is no need for that. It's just that her particular subject matter today hit close to home. Or should I say it hit close to broken home. She was talking about how she grew up in a house while though fairly sexually conservative, she always knew her parents loved each other. That made me want to cry. I don't have a dad. Technically, I have a man that made me, but I have never met him. I know his name, Mark Charland, and his nationality, French Canadian. I know nothing else. I try not to talk to my mom about him because I can see that it hurts her, but I want a dad. This feeling comes and goes. It was especially intense when I got married. My grandfather (my mom's dad) was not well, he had Alzheimer's, so I had my brother walk me down the aisle. Now I love my brother to death and it was wonderful to have him play a special part in my wedding but he is eight years younger than me. It's just not the sameas having a dad. I got this yearning feeling again yesterday. I don't particularly know why, but I felt I should try and find my dad. I forgot about it when I got home. Then this morning, reading that blog just made it come back so hurtfully. I am glad she has(had?) parents like that. It is just more glaring now that I didn't.
Hopefully I can wean myself out of this poor, poor, pitiful me mood. I don't quite know what the solution is but soon I know I will.
Now I am off to shop for furniture, (SHHH! I think hubby and I might be moving soon! :)) |
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| Tuesday, August 09, 2005 |
| Tuesday Music Trivia (& other stuff) |
"My brakes are on fire,
from tryin to slow down,
I'm always burnin my tires,
and my horn is too loud.
I catch people starin,
lookin funny at me,
when I step to the window,
and toss the T.V."
Good Luck Everybody!
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1) I have come to the conclusion that I need ALOT of attention. EX. I am constantly thinking up ways to get attention, even if I don't do anything about it. And most of the things I say are designed to draw attention.
2) I need to get back into painting. It is a release for me and I have missed that. (also photography, see pic above, yes that is my shadow)
3) I was shocked the other day, when my hubby said he wouldn't mind me getting breast implants. Now I have wanted them for awhile. My breasts are uneven in size and I am very self conscious about it. I thought that he didn't approve so I kind of put the thought away for a more appropriate time. I am sort of excited now. Granted we do nearly have the financial end covered, but that gives me time to research.
4) I just took hubby to work. He had just shaved before I took him and had put on the aftershave gel I bought him. It is Gillette Skin Soothing Aftershave Gel. It smells soooooooo good. I just melt when I smell it. Then he kissed me before he left and now I smell like it. MMMMMM!
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| Thursday, August 04, 2005 |
| Blogathon Update |
Unfortunately, I will not be able to participate in Blogathon this year( I am not at work with a computer this weekend & my home 'puter needs a new hard drive), or sponsor anyone (as I don't get paid till Sunday night). But I will be spotlighting some bloggers that are participating, hopefully helping them drum up some more sponsors.
Good luck everybody!
Jen A hilarious take on the world as we know it. She is blogging this year for Miss Foundation and will be blogging at Three Moms and a Single Lady.
TJ Some of the funniest shit I've read in years. AND IT'S ALL TRUE! She is blogging for Book Aid.
Stacie The best blog about life with kids. Kinda makes me want to be a mom too! AND today is her birthday. Go show her some love! She is blogging for the American Cancer Society.
Daria She gives me all my celebrity dirt and more! She is blogging for The Mr. Holland's Opus Foundation
Manda She is Stacie's sister and is definitely a Hip Young Mom! She is also blogging for the American Cancer Society.
Go visit these fine ladies, sponsor them and enjoy their hilarious writing. I can't wait to see what they come up with! |
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| Wednesday, August 03, 2005 |
| Pieces of Me |
I know, I know, that's a lame Ashley Simpson reference, but anyway. ;)
I'ma goin to Adventureland tonight! Yay! It's like Coney Island and Great Adventure put together. And I don't have to pay. Not that I could, cuz payday is Friday, but the best little brother in the world is paying for me. :)
My new tattoo: as of this coming friday:
I suck at drawing but I will hope to get an actual picture of the tat when it's done. It's going to be a lot more colorful.
Trading Spouses (the TV show) is so wrong! Can I get a Hell Yeah on that one!
Reality TV, I think, in general is getting way off track. I love Real World, Road Rules, Survivor, etc. The genre has been cheapened though by such shows as Average Joe & Brat Camp. Now , don't get me wrong. I watch just as much reality TV as the next guy, but it leaves me with an bad taste in my mouth.
Country music on the other hand is rockin lately. Yes, I did watch the CMA Music Festival on TV last night. I am definitely a Redneck Woman. and Proud of it.
Ok, I'm done spewing my brain farts for the morning. Maybe more later.
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| posted by ~M~ @ 10:07 AM |
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| Tuesday, August 02, 2005 |
| Tuesday Music Trivia |
Let's try this again...
For anyone who wanted to know, Last week's answer was Breakdown by Tom Petty. He is touring this summer and I highly recommend you see the show. It's amazing. He is also coming out with a book. I think it will be out in November.
This week's lyric is:
"Put on my blue suede shoes and boarded the plane,
Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues in the middle of a pouring rain.
W.C. Hendy, won't you look down over me,
cause I got a first class ticket and I'm blue as a boy can be."
Good Luck everybody! and remember the first person with the right answer I get in my comments will be listed in a special place on top of my blog! |
| posted by ~M~ @ 11:04 AM |
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| Monday, August 01, 2005 |
| Check out the new Design! |
Hugs, Kisses, much love and Best wishes to Jen at Digitally Essential for the new design. I had won it from them in the Haiku contest. Jen was great. She listened to my ideas and guided me in the right direction. She even educated me a bit on what the different pieces of a website are called.
I love my new design so much! I don't even want to leave it. I think I will just leave it up all day and surf in another window.
:):):):):):):)
Let me know what you think, everybody! And go visit Jen! |
| posted by ~M~ @ 1:21 PM |
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