Tuesday, July 31, 2007

I Never Said He Was The Sharpest Tool in the Shed

On Saturday MM went to a safety fair for work. Well, I think that's what it's called. You know, where they have the Red Cross and Salvation Army and DARE tables all set up and kids walk through and get stickers and stuff. You know what I mean, right?

He had to take their mobile command unit and set it up there, and then hang out for the day.

So, he gets all set up and then he meets her...The DARE girl. MM and I both thought the DARE program no longer existed, but it turns out the program is privately funded now, rather than being a government program, and DARE girl was there promoting it.

She took a fancy to MM. I guess she flirted with him all day. "Oh, my EX-boyfriend is a cop" which just goes to show she's ok with that. Upon finding out he was formerly a Marine, "Oh, my EX-fiance was a Marine" which just goes to show she's ok with the military life style.

Now, MM isn't the brightest crayon in the box, so sometimes he doesn't realize he's being flirted with right away. I guess because once he's attached he's attached, he doesn't really think about other girls in "that" way. I mean, come on, it took me spelling it out for him before he realized James the Sucker's Psycho Bride was hot for him.

But alas, I thought he finally caught on. When? Oh, about the time she made a comment about how all cops have more than one car, and MM replied with, "yeah, I have three" which was my first clue that he was about to dig himself a hole. Why? Because between the 2 of us we have four vehicles, not 3. But I didn't say anything, just waited for him to finish. She continued on saying, "So, why do you need 3 vehicles if you're single?" and this is where the hold I was sure he was digging himself swallowed him. Can you guess why?

Because his response was, "Well, I have a Jeep, a commuter car and a motorcycle".

Huh.

Yeah, that's what I said, too.

So anyway, after repeating their conversation throughout the day verbatim, he sat back and laughed, really, really loud. "So she's a Barracks Rat and a Badge Bunny. She's so dumb."

I just want y'all to remember I never said he was the brightest bulb in the pack.

So, I said, "Babe." and he laughed really loud again, "Haha! DARE girl." *headdesk*

Methinks MM isn't to be trusted, so perhaps I should buy HIM an engagement ring?

Daphne calls this a Rookie Mistake. I agreed with her...until...

I told MM, "I bet she gave you her cell number" and he said, "No she didn't. She gave me her business card"

"Yeah," I replied, "with her cell number on it." We argued back and forth about it, but he swears the card only had her business number on it and that she didn't write her cell number on it.

So last night he says, "You know, I was thinking about it. And if her cell number is printed on the business card that doesn't count"

Daphne - who I happened to be on the phone with at the time - said, "Strike number two" and I said, "Seriously? Of course it counts" and MM said, "No way!"

*Headdesk*

I think the boy needs a lesson in "I'm getting hit on 101". Sheesh. She was all over him like a collapsed tent. You know, if I hadn't pointed it out, he probably still wouldn't have realized she was hitting on him.

He's about as sharp as the edge of town.

Monday, July 30, 2007

Blogging Tips Meme

**I've been tagged for several things lately. I'm slowly but surely working on them, so don't give up on me *coughMailyncough*

Marg from Reading Adventures tagged me for this one. It seems kind of fun.

Blogging Tips

It’s very simple. When this is passed on to you, copy the whole thing, skim the list and put a * star beside those that you like. (Check out especially the * starred ones.)

Add the next number (1. 2. 3. 4. 5., etc.) and write your own blogging tip for other bloggers. Try to make your tip general.

After that, tag 10 other people. Link love some friends!

Just think- if 10 people start this, the 10 people pass it onto another 10 people, you have 100 links already!


1. Look, read, and learn. ****
-http://www.neonscent.com

2. Be, EXCELLENT to each other. **
-http://www.bushmackel.com

3. Don’t let money change ya! *
-http://www.therandomforest.info

4. Always reply to your comments. *****
-http://chattiekat.com

5. Link liberally — it keeps you and your friends afloat in the Sea of Technorati. ***
-http://chipsquips.com

6. Don’t give up - persistance is fertile. *
-http://www.velcro-city.co.uk

7. Give link credit where credit is due. ***
-http://www.sfsignal.com

8. Pictures say a thousand words and can usually add to any post.**
-http://scifichick.com

9. Be Brave, some of the best posts are when you step out of your comfort zone.*
-http://twisted-kingdom.blogspot.com

10. Follow the links in posts and comments. You never know what blog gems you will find!* - http://readingadventures.blogspot.com/

11. If you're visiting a new blog for the first time, comment. You never know what kind of blogger buddy you might make because of it.
- http://cranberrytarts.blogspot.com

I'm supposed to tag 10 people for this. Let's see:

Mailyn
Cindy
Rosie
Isabel
Nath
Merlin
Ames
Kristie(j)
Scooper
Jodi

Ok, there you go. :)

Her First Paycheck

Here's a truly heartwarming story about the bond formed between a little 5-year-old girl and some construction workers that makes you believe that we CAN make a difference when we give a child the gift of our time.

A young family moved into a house next door to a vacant lot. One day, a construction crew turned up to start building a house on the empty lot.

The young family's 5-year-old daughter naturally took an interest in all the activity going on next door and spent much of each day observing the workers.

Eventually the construction crew, all of them gems-in-the-rough, more or less, adopted her as a kind of project mascot. They chatted with her, let her sit with them while they had coffee and lunch breaks, and gave her little jobs to do here and there to make her feel important.

At the end of the first week they even presented her with a pay check for a couple of dollars. The little girl took this home to her mother who said all the appropriate words of admiration and suggested that they take the two dollar "pay check" she had received to the bank the next day to start a savings account.

When they got to the bank, the teller was equally impressed and asked the little girl how she had come by her very own pay check at such a young age. The little girl proudly replied, "I worked last week with the crew building the house next door to us.

My goodness gracious," said the teller, "and will you be working on the house again this week, too?"

The little girl replied, "I will if those assholes at Home Depot ever deliver the fucking sheet rock..."

Stories like this just bring a tear to your eye.=============

Saturday, July 28, 2007

I'm on a Haiku

MM and I were laying in bed the other night and I was teasing him about something or other. I honestly can't remember what it was now, but whatever I said hurt his feelers a little bit and he rolled over in a huff and pulled the covers up to his chin, with his back to me.

I said, "Babe."

He just huffed.

Then I snickered a little - I mean, come on! He's an adult, not a five year old prone to fits of pouting - and he grunted.


I waited a few minutes then said, "Babe, are you still not talking to me" and he said, "No, I'm on a Haiku."

Yes, he said Haiku. I busted up laughing and said, "you said what? What was that? You're on a what?" and he goes, "Shut up! I meant Hiatus!"

HAHAHAHAHA! He meant to say he was on a Hiatus but said Haiku instead.

Then, yesterday we went for a walk with the dogs later in the evening. It was mostly dark when we left and when we were less than a block from home MM said, "I don't like the look of those clouds". I said, "Do you think it'll rain?" in this really excited voice. One of the things I hate the most about living in the desert is we don't see much rain. I love the rain. Loooovvveee it. I could play in the rain all day long.

Actually, now that I think about it, it hasn't really rained since just after MM and I started dating. I dragged him outside then, too, and made him play in the rain with me. Ahh, good times.

Anyway, I get all excited thinking it's going to rain and MM just sort of grunts at me. Sure enough, about 3 blocks later it starts sprinkling. MM says, "I hope I don't get sick."

I told him, "suck it up! It's beautiful out. You'll be fine" but then, not two minutes later it started to really pour. We were drenched in seconds. I was LOVING it. MM? Yeah, not so much.

"It's cold. I'm freezing. How did I let you talk me into this?" and on and on he went.

Finally I couldn't take it anymore (not the rain, but his whining) and told him to head for home. We get the dogs all put up and then I attack him in the garage (hey, what can I say, rain makes me happy) but the little baby pushed me away. He said, "I'm cold. I need a shower". Finally, after huffing a bit myself, I went in and started the shower for him.

He gets in and I'm standing there in the bathroom making fun of him, "ohh, I'm cold. Ohh, I'm a baby." and "bbrrrrrr, it's so cold. I'm melting, I'm melting" and he's just glaring at me. Then a thought occurs to me and I say, "Uh, babe? If I keep teasing you about this are you going to go on another Haiku?"

He said, "You're a jerkyface" and I laughed. haha

Then, I was making fun of him again when he was at work and asked him the same thing, "are you going on a Haiku, now?"

But of course, I couldn't stop there. Oh no, I had to tell my family about it, too. They're already scheming ways to use it on him. Oh, and I told Isabel, too.

*snicker*

He's so cute. A Haiku. haha

Moving on...

I finally got my birthday present from MM today. He bought me an iPod. I'm so excited. :)

We agreed a few weeks ago to get each other iPods for our bdays. His is 5 days after mine. Well, I guess he thought we were going to buy them together, I guess, because when I presented him with his on his bday he was pissed. "WTF? I thought we were going to get them together!"

Man translator: I feel really guilty for not getting yours and you just made it worse by surprising me with mine

Anyway, he ordered mine - finally - and I just got it today. He added an inscription. On the back it says:

For My Pudding Pop
Love MM


Aww, isn't that cute? He's so adorable.

Our receptionist told me the other day, "you two are so cute. It's disgusting" haha. I know, it's true. We really are horrible to be around, I'm sure. We're like two little kids, constantly sniping at each other and then laughing and kissing. We have issues. :P

Hope all of you have a good weekend. I'll be playing with my iPod. Yay Me!

Friday, July 27, 2007

I'm not a very good friend sometimes. I forget birthdays, I don't return phone calls/emails as promptly as I should. I don't always make maintaining a friendship a high priority. Not on purpose. Not at all. It's just..well, sometimes I just get busy and think, "Oh, I'll call tomorrow" only tomorrow turns into three months and then I'm left staring at the phone going..."Wow."

But you know, when it comes to the big things...well, I'm really good at those. I wouldn't tell a friend who's in the middle of a crisis, "oh, I'll call you back in a minute" because, well...You just don't do that to friends. And if I knew a friend was going through something difficult for him/her to handle, you can bet I'd be badgering them non-stop with good thoughts and phone calls and emails.

Sometimes when things aren't going the way we except them, just a chit-chat about nothing makes all the difference in the world. We can relax and not think about our problem for a minute. We can laugh and smile and just..be. Not stressed, not sorry, not guilty, but just alive. Just..normal.

And you know, I guess I thought my friends would do the same for me. Sure, some of them forget to return my calls or my emails. Some of them forget my birthday *coughNicolecough* or my kids' birthdays or whatever. But I just figured I could count on them for the big things, you know?

And..well, I can. For the most part. Recently there have been some things going on in my life and I've needed some support. I've just been..well, overwhelmed by the support my friends have shown me.

But, sadly, it's also shown me who my true friends are. The ones who could take a few minutes from their day to return my calls and wish me well, or to listen as I talked or even call and demand that I talk, whether I really wanted to or not, well, I now know they're my true friends. The ones who wouldn't take my calls or who didn't call me...well, I guess I understand my friendship with them better now.

I don't love them any less, or think any less of them, but now I understand the boundaries a little better and in the future I'll react accordingly. Meaning, I won't go to them when I need something. They won't be the first people I call when I need moral support or a shoulder to cry on.

I can't say this doesn't upset me, because it does. But, well, I guess once I get over my hurt feelings I'll be better off, right? I won't be hurt again in the future when I think I can rely on some people but can't. I'll know ahead of time that other people/things in their life take precedence over me and I won't have as far to fall.

What I don't know, however, is how my feelings for them will change. If I get a call at one in the morning because one of said "friends" needs to talk about nothing, will I be able to listen? Can I still be there for them, knowing they couldn't return the favor? I honestly don't know. I really hope I'm not one of those people who can't just give, but has to take as well. I guess only time will tell.

But to all of my friends/family who have done their best to support me...Thank you. Thank you for being there. Thank you for distracting me and loving me and letting me cry on you. I love you all.

To the ones who didn't (and I really hope you know who you are)...I love you. Still. I'm thankful that I know and that you've touched me in some way, even if you didn't realize it.

I guess it's funny how your perspective changes sometimes, isn't it?

Thursday, July 26, 2007

Thursday Thirteen: 13 Things That Annoy Me


Yep, only 13. :P

1) People who get a significant other and have it consume their whole lives. This is true for both men and women of my acquaintance. When I met MM, I still kept up with all my friends (both men and women). I still returned phone calls and emails. Sure, the main topic of all my conversations were generally him, which was probably rather annoying for those who knew me, but I still kept in touch. Just because you have a new man/woman doesn't mean you can't keep up with your friends/family. Get a clue.

2) People who flake without notice. I was guilty of this myself last weekend. I hate it when I do that to people, or other people do that to me. Is there anything worse than a no call/no show? For those of you who were expecting me this past weekend..SORRY! I truly didn't mean to.

3) Going to the dentist. Actually, that doesn't really annoy me. It's the dental hygienist that annoys me. I swear she's of the devil.

4) The idiot at AOL who put up an article stating what's considered "good" credit, "ok" credit and "bad" credit who said a person with a 400 credit score could get a interest rate at 9%. Please don't pay attention to that article. Seriously. If you have a 400 middle credit score, you cannot get a home loan for 9%.

5) When people don't return my phone calls or emails, then try to lie about why they didn't. Look, every single person in your company that I emailed/called before you responded promptly. Don't tell me "your system is down" because I know it's a lie. Just say, "I was busy." and that'll be fine.

6) When I hit every single freaking red light on my way to work. Do you know how many stupid stoplights there are on my way here? 15. Yes, 15 freaking red lights this morning. WTF?

7) That my friend Casee moved to Idaho. I miss her and want her to come home.

8) My Psycho Ex-Neighbor. Look, you decided to live with a crackhead. You decided to marry a crackhead. It's too late now for me to see him as anything other than a crackhead. I am not the doctor, don't expect me to fix your problems or be sympathetic now. I'm over it.

9) Not being able to find any cute, casual summer dresses for work. I know what style I like and what material flatters me, but can I find it? Nope. I have 2 freaking dresses, that's it. It's 120 degrees outside, I do NOT want to be stuck in pants.

10) Deadbeat Dad's. Look, sweetheart, you were there when that little spermy cound the egg. Suck it up and be a man now, eh? Do you think SHE wanted this baby? Do you think SHE doesn't have doubts and fears? Of course she does. But she's doing what needs to be done for her child. You can do the same.

11) Stupid women who swear they can do anything a man can. Look, the fact of the matter is, there are some things a man can do that we, as women, can't. Does that make us inferior? No, because there are things we can do that they can't. Like give birth. But to all of you women out there with Penis Envy, let me ask you something...Can you pee standing up? 'Nuff said.

12) Servers who expect a tip. A tip is a privilege, not a right. If you're friendly, greet me when I come in and are prompt in serving me my beverages and food, I'll tip you. If you leave me sitting for more than 15 minutes without a word, however, you aren't getting shit. Just because you work as a waitress/waiter does not mean you are entitled to a tip. You're only entitled to a tip if you do your job..and do it well.

13) When scary things happen to my family.

So, what about the rest of you?


The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!




Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Not the Doctor

Just because.....

by Alanis Morissette

I don't want to be the filler if the void is solely yours
I don't want to be your glass of single malt whiskey
Hidden in the bottom drawer
I don't want to be a bandage if the wound is not mine
Lend me some fresh air
I don't want to be adored for what I merely represent to you
I don't want to be your babysitter
You're a very big boy now
I don't want to be your mother
I didn't carry you in my womb for nine months
Show me the back door

Visiting hours are 9 to 5 and if I show up at 10 past 6
Well I already know that you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh
Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom
You see it's too much to ask for and I am not the doctor

I don't want to be the sweeper of the egg shells that you walk upon
And I don't want to be your other half, I believe that 1 and 1 make 2
I don't want to be your food or the light from the fridge on your face
At midnight, hey
What are you hungry for
I don't want to be the glue that holds your pieces together
I don't want to be your idol
See this pedestal is high and I'm afraid of heights
I don't want to be lived through
A vicarious occasion
Please open the window

Visiting hours are 9 to 5 and if I show up at 10 past 6
Well I already know that you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh
Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom
You see it's too much to ask for and I am not the doctor

I don't want to live on someday when my motto is last week
I don't want to be responsible for your fractured heart
And it's wounded beat
I don't want to be a substitute for the smoke you've been inhaling
What do you thank me
What do you thank me for

Visiting hours are 9 to 5 and if I show up at 10 past 6
Well I already know that you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh
Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom
You see it's too much to ask for and I am not the doctor

Monday, July 23, 2007

*Snicker*

This seriously cracks me up. I could so see myself doing something like that...with Isabel in the background urging me on. HAHA


I missed the So. Cal Blogger meet up this weekend. I'm totally bummed, but it sounds like they had a great time. Maybe I can talk Wendy into sending me some of the books i missed out on, what do you think? lol

I read Harry Potter this weekend. It was good, but I'm slightly disappointed in how predictable it was. I expected to be WOWED and instead I was just entertained. I'd recommend it, of course, but it wasn't all that.

Otherwise I'm just swamped with work today. Hopefully I'll be able to update with a real post soon.

Much love,

Holland

Thursday, July 19, 2007

Because I'm excited

..and a bit of a geek...


Find out your Harry Potter personality at LiquidGeneration!

Thursday Thirteen



Thirteen Things I Wanted for my Birthday (but didn't get)

1. The day off of work
2. A trip to the beach
3. The new Harry Potter book delivered to my front door
4. A pedicure
5. My children home
6. Sex
7. A candlelight dinner
8. A list of 8 things about me from MM (for this post)
9. To lose 10 pounds
10. Sex
11. Breakfast in Bed
12. A new car (preferably a Mercedes SLR McLaren)
13. Did I mention Sex?

Get the Thursday Thirteen code here!


The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!









Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Just Another Day

Remember when you were a kid and your birthday was coming up? The whole week before you were way excited and could hardly contain yourself. How many times a day did you say, "My birthday is in a week" "My birthday is in 6 days" "I'm having a birthday in 5 days", etc.?

The night before you'd be so excited you couldn't sleep. Thoughts of birthday cake and presents and extra hugs danced in your head. The morning of you'd wake up extra early, hop out of bed and RUN to your parents, where you'd receive a massive birthday greeting and start the day off with a special breakfast. Then cupcakes for school where everyone from the principal to the janitors to your fellow classmates would wish you well.

On a sugar high and in love with life, you'd end the day with a party and presents and go to bed feeling on top of the world. Months later you'd still be talking about it.

But then...well, you grow up. And your birthday becomes just another day.

I worked yesterday. Then I got my hair cut. Then I went back to work. Then I went home and watched a movie with my future BIL. No cakes, no candies, no presents. MM left me a package of peanut butter cups and a little beanie baby bear in the middle of the night, which was amazingly awesome, but I mean...the fun was gone. It wasn't "My" day, it was just another "regular" day.

And you know..I'm ok with that.

I wasn't looking for some big to-do over my birthday. I didn't want heaps of presents or cake that would immediately settle in the general vicinity of my ass.

Although I truly appreciate the comments all of you left here for me yesterday, I could have done without them. Now, that didn't sound right. I don't mean to say I wish you hadn't commented or wished me well..it's just..I would have survived if you hadn't. Crap. You get what I mean, right?

I guess what I'm trying to say is..I've grown up. Now my birthday is just another day.

What about the rest of you? Do you still find that you want a big bash or something special or does life just go on?

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

So. Cal Blogger Meet Up

For awhile now, ever since Nath, Cindy, Kristie(j) and Ames met up in Canada, Rosie has been talking about doing a blogger meet up here in Southern Cali. Rosie has already met Wendy (aka Super Librarian) and the two of them have been putting their heads together.

I'd like to invite anyone else who lives in Southern Cali to join us. We're tentatively planning a meet for this Saturday. We haven't set a time or place yet, but we're working on it.

We realize this is short notice, so we're also planning something for later this fall. Again, no times, places or dates have been set yet, but anyone who's interested, either comment here or shoot me an email at cranberrytarts at gmail dot com (no spaces) to get in on the works.

I have to say, for myself, that I was amazed when I realized how many wonderful women there are in the world who blog. I've made some wonderful friends and I would love to meet you in person.

In Other News:

Yes, today is my birthday. No I don't want to talk about it. No, I'm not telling you how old I am and yes, Isabel is a liar. :P

I know posts here have been few and far between lately. It's just that..well, I'm not generally a sad, bitter, depressed person, but that's how I've been lately. I'm in a funk because the kids are gone and I've been a bitch to be around. I would to publicly apologize to MM for this right now. He's such a peach to take all my shit and still be wonderful to me. He really is amazing and I'm so lucky to have him.

Ok, enough sappy shit.

Anyway, I haven't been posting much because the tone of them would have just been morbid and sad. I mean, I can only say how much my life sucks and I miss my kids before people start thinking I need Prozak or something, right? I do have lots of stories to share with you, but whenever I try to write them out lately, they just sound sad and depressing. I promise more later when I can actually be me again.

Much love,

Holland

Friday, July 13, 2007

Hell Explained by a Chemistry Student

The following is an actual question given on a University of Washington chemistry mid term.



The answer by one student was so "profound" that the professor shared it with colleagues, via the Internet, which is, of course, why we now have the pleasure of enjoying it as well :




Bonus Question: Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or endothermic (absorbs heat)?



Most of the students wrote proofs of their beliefs using Boyle's Law (gas cools when it expands and heats when it is compressed) or some variant.



One student, however, wrote the following:



First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So we need to know the rate at which souls are moving into Hell and the rate at which they are leaving. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to Hell, it will not leave. Therefore, no souls are leaving. As for how many souls are entering Hell, let's look at the different religions that exist in the world today.



Most of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell. Since there is more than one of these religions and since people do not belong to more than one religion, we can project that all souls go to Hell. With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially. Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell because Boyle's Law states that in order for the temperature and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand proportionately as souls are added.



This gives two possibilities:



1. If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase until all Hell breaks loose.



2. If Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in Hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes over.



So which is it?



If we accept the postulate given to me by Teresa during my Freshman year that, "It will be a cold day in Hell before I sleep with you," and take into account the fact that I slept with her last night, then number two must be true, and thus I am sure that Hell is exothermic and has already frozen over. The corollary of this theory is that since Hell has frozen over, it follows that it is not accepting any more souls and is therefore, extinct......leaving only Heaven, thereby proving the existence of a divine being which explains why, last night, Teresa kept shouting "Oh my God."




THIS STUDENT RECEIVED AN A+.

Thursday, July 12, 2007

8 Things About Me, According to The Devil Woman

Zeek tagged me for this ages ago. I asked MM to do it for me, but the stress of coming up with 8 things about me and not ruining our life together was too much for him, so I asked DW to do it instead.

A. Each player gets a loved one to list 8 facts/habits about the player from the loved ones point of view.
B. The rules of the game are posted at the beginning before those facts/habits are listed.
C. At the end of the post, the player then tags 8 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog.


  1. Addicted to Pepsi. No Pepsi, no nicey, nicey.
  2. The memory of an elephant (not always a good thing).
  3. Has the talent to transfer her perceptions of everyday life on to paper and make them extremely interesting (see her blog).
  4. The most amazing eyes!
  5. Fabulous Mother.
  6. Adrenaline Junkie, can you say extreme sports? Oh yeah and don't start talking about sports cars with her unless you really know your stuff.
  7. Calm but assertive "walks softly, carries a BIG stick".
  8. A heart of gold, not tarnished by life's unpleasantness (is that a word).


Wow. Considering my "Tales of the Devil Woman" she was pretty nice, huh? I love my Mama-Bear.

So there you have, 8 Things About Me, as told by DW. :)

You know, I'm supposed to tag 8 other peeps to do this, but shoot, hasn't everyone done it already??

On the off chance they haven't. let's see:

  1. Chantal
  2. Charm
  3. Rene
  4. Stacy
  5. Lori (and I'm cheating and adding Anne, too. It's not really cheating if they share a blog, is it?)
  6. Scooper
  7. Marg
  8. Kristie

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

I Rock! Zeek says so...




The lovely Zeek nominated me as a Rockin' Girl Blogger. Isn't that sweet? I feel the same about her, BTW. She's such a sweet person and I'm always amazed at how alike we think. :)

I'm supposed to pass it along, so here goes:

Mailyn. She's one of the most amazing women I've ever met. She's kind and caring, and she has no problem championing the underdog. Never in my life have I "met" a more compassionate person.

CindyS. She, too, is an amazing person. She suffers through something that would paralyze most of us, and yet her views of life are always upbeat and fun. I always love reading her various posts on different topics.

Devon. Like me, she isn't afraid to speak her mind, regardless of the issue. Her posts are always well thought out and informative, or just down right fun.

Sarah. She posts on a wide range of topics and she never fails to make me think. So many times I read her blog and thing, "I could have written that!" She's a fascinating person.

Jane. Dear author itself is an amazingly informative site about anything and everything romance, but Jane sets it on fire with her romance news and takes on the publishing industry. Plus, I love her dry sense of humor and sarcasm.

Sybil. Syb is so in your face, I love it. She always says what's on her mind, even if you don't want to hear it. And I never have to wonder where I stand with her.

The problem with this is that no one set a limit on how many girl bloggers I could name. I could go on and on but I'm going to stop there for now. However, I will tell you, for more rockin girl bloggers, hit my sidebar. I don't link dumb blogs. They all rock. :P

Oh, and an honorable mention to Merlin, a Rockin Man Blogger. :)

And a funny for the day:

MM just saw a bumper sticker that said:

Not all Dumbs are Blonde.

So true, so true.

Monday, July 09, 2007

Movies: Live Free or Die Hard

When a criminal plot is in place to take down the entire computer and technological structure that supports the economy of the United States (and the world), it's up to a decidedly "old school" hero, police detective John McClane, to take down the conspiracy, aided by a young hacker.

I luuurrrrve Bruce Willis. Seriously. He's so freaking HAWT! I don't care what anyone else says, no one does A/A like Bruce does. Seriously. He always manages to make it look easy. And I always walk away from his movies feeling empowered (and if I'm totally honest, feeling the need to fire a gun and possibly kill some bad ass motherfuckers) and all hyped up. This was no exception.

So, some psycho techno-freak decides the country needs to learn a lesson and plans a firesale. Basically? With a few keystrokes he could wipe out civilization as we know it. No traffic control, no utilities, no money. Bam, he wipes it all out. John McClane (Bruce Willis) is sent to pick up a computer hacker when someone breeches the FBI's core. The director of that department (Shoot, I can't remember exactly what the department is...) wants all the known hackers picked up and questioned about the breech. Matt Farrel (Justin Long) is the hacker McClane is sent to pick up. Once he gets to Farrel's apt, bad shit starts going down. Someone starts shooting at them and then there's a huge explosion and a car chase and McClane takes out a helicopter with a cop car and well...the action was seriously packed in there TIGHT! It was great.

We come to find out as the movie progresses that Farrel wrote some code the scary psycho hacker dude, Thomas Gabriel (Timothy Olyphant) used to destroy the computer systems of the country and he and McClane set out to save the world...and McClane's daughter, Lucy (Mary Elizabeth Winstead), who the bad guy kidnapped.

Naturally McClane saves the day after some harrowing stunts and a lot of dead people and explosions. There were definitely some ROLL YOUR EYE moments with the action. At one point, McClane is driving a semi on a freeway overpass and an F-36 fighter jet is shooting missiles at him. The semi goes up on 9 wheels (this would be the equivalent of a car going up on 2) and McClane is able to hold it up by the steering wheel and eventually put it back on all 18. *snort* That would so NEVER happen. I seriously laughed so hard I cried during that part.

But the rest? It was fab. The one-liners were hilarious and typical Willis. He pulled them off with aplomb. The action - for the most part - was wonderful and the characters well developed. There's a scene where McClane and Mai (Maggie Q - who is totally hot, btw), the madman's kickass bitch, get into it and he totally gets his ass handed to him...by a girl. I was rollin. Then, after he finally defeats her, he tells the bad guy "Mai? Asian chick, likes to kick people? Yeah, last time I saw her she was at the bottom of an elevator shaft with an SUV rammed up her ass." HAHAHA! Priceless.

Ok, because IMDB has them and because I'm a loser, here are a few more of my favorite quotes:

This first one is Lucy, McClane's daughter. She totally rocked. She was exactly what I expected her to be after the first 3 movies.

Thomas Gabriel: [talking to McClane on walkie-talkie] Mr. McClane, I need you to behave. Can you get him to behave?
Lucy McClane: [hands walkie-talkie over to Lucy] Daddy? There are only five left.


Lucy tells Matt to grow a pair and stop whining..

Matt Farrell: [to Lucy] I recognize that tone, it's just weird to hear it from something with hair.


McClane takes out a helicopter with a cop car.

Matt Farrell: You just killed a helicopter with a car!
John McClane: I was out of bullets.


And my absolute favorite!

Thomas Gabriel: On your tombstone it will say "Always in the wrong place at the wrong time".
John McClane: How about "Yippi-kay-ay, motherfucker - "
[gunshot]


Ok, I'm done now. You get the idea. If you like Action-Adventure and/or Bruce Willis, don't miss this one.

Friday, July 06, 2007

Karma is a Bitch

Know what happens when you make fun of your mother for her constant overuse of Duct Tape?

Your window on your car breaks and you're forced to duct tape it up so you can drive 45 miles home with the air on.

Stupid Karma.

But! The duct tape didn't hold though the night, so methinks DW is wrong about it's durability. HA!

In other news...

MM is taking me to see the new Die Hard movie tonight. Mailyn said she loved it and I can't wait! I love Bruce Willis and his movies usually rock. I'm excited.

AND! I already bought tickets to see the new HP movie next Tuesday, the 11th. I can't wait!

Tomorrow I'm going with MM to is mom's place so he and his BIL can put her furniture back in her house (she had all of her flooring replaced and had to move her furniture to her garage) and then we're going to go to the beach for awhile. Woohoo me! I love the beach. Can't wait.

Sunday I'm just going to relax at home, I think. I really need to organize closets and finish putting the kids rooms together. Hopefully I'll get it done Sunday.

What are y'all up to this weekend?

Thursday, July 05, 2007

Could YOU Survive a Zombie Attack?

69%

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I could...and I could spell well while doing it....


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I'm busy at work today because we took yesterday off, so that's all you get today. I hope everyone had a fabulous Independence Day and y'all remembered to think of our fallen heroes and the men and women who put their lives on the line so we could have our freedom.

Big Hugs!

Monday, July 02, 2007

What Have I Done?

So, y'all remember me telling you about the Nintendo, right? And how we finally hooked it up and how MM is now obsessed?

Quick Side Note: I was right. He spent most of the day Friday playing and most of Saturday night, too. I still beat him. It's good to be Queen. *snicker*: End Quick Side Note

Well....

I want Super Mario Brothers 3. That's my favorite. For those of you who don't remember, that's the one where Mario can fly. It's way more fun than Mario 1 and even Mario 2.

Anyway...

I looked on eBay for it on Friday. I'm a really overly competitive person sometimes, so when I bid on things on eBay I put in my max bid amount and walk away. If I don't win, I don't win. If I do, cool. But I don't sit and refresh the auctions every few seconds. Not since that unfortunate "fake flower arrangement" incident back in 2005 when I spent WAY more than I should have because I had to win. But you know, that bitch was totally just warring with me. She didn't want the damn fake flowers anymore than I did. But did that stop her from upping her bids? No, no it didn't. And you know, I bet she was related to the person who was selling the damn thing, because no one else would have bid that much otherwise. Well..except for me I guess. But that's beside the point...and I've digressed....

I found Mario 3 and after checking out the seller, decided to bid. The starting bid was $.99 and I put in $5.00 for my max bid. Then I signed out and didn't worry about it again. MM and I went to dinner with some friends on Friday night and when we got home I told him I'd bid on the game. I checked my email and saw that I'd been outbid. The final bid was something like $7.50. No biggie, right?

Wrong.

Why? Because MM decided he better check out eBay. Only...I didn't realize he was even on there. Not right away. It wasn't until he'd searched several pages before he mentioned that's what he was doing. I about died! This is BAD! You don't understand. He's so competitive, I'll end up in the poorhouse trying to pay off all his bids! Sheesh!

Sure enough, he starts bidding on stuff. 60 games and two (yes, that's 2) full NES gaming systems. We already have the system and half the games are double and we own at least 4 of them. NO! We don't need it. But too late, he already bid.

Then, 32 games. Only some of them are doubles. Then, 4 games and two controllers and the gun and joystick. We won both of those auctions. Only, we already had 2 controllers and all four of the games from the second auction were ones we'd won in the first auction. Total cost with shipping for both auctions? $76.50

Yes, we paid almost $100 for a collection of games and controllers WE ALREADY HAD!

#@!&*^@

BUT WAIT! It gets better....because that whole time...he was signed in to MY account. In essence, I bid on all that stuff.

#!$^%@!^

So, I paid for all the stuff.

But wait, there's more!

We're still waiting for the 60 games auction to end. Who knows if we'll win that. If we do, we'll have upwards of 7 copies of some of those games, at least 8 controllers and 3 NES systems. *headdesk*

But that's not the best part...

The best part is...

In all of those auctions...

There was no Super Mario 3.

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