its 6:06 EST and not a single trick or treater yet...it is BEAUTIFUL out...I was waiting until some kids came by before we went out, but I don't want to wait forever...
I am joining the fun over at . Reading Adventure (who is joining the fun over at Should be Reading ) P207 –This Scepter’d Isle – Mercedes Lackey/Roberta Gellis “Denoriel could not imagine Rhoslyn weeping over anything at all. Death and pain fed her power.”
I stole this from Melli over at insanity prevails It made me giggle.
1. Do you like blue cheese? HELL NO
2. Have you ever smoked? I did, 1.5 to 2 packs a day, but quit about 10 years ago. Boy toy was a 2 to 2.5 pack smoker. We quit using wellbutrin. A year later we bought a house.
3. Do you own a gun? Nope….unless water guns count.
4. What flavor Kool-Aid was your favorite when you were a kid? Fruit punch? When boy toy and I quit drinking (20 some odd years ago) we drank GALLONS of kool-aid. There was some crazy flagmingo pink we loved.
5. Do you ever wish you could click "undo" in your life like you do on your computer? Often
6. What do you think of hot dogs? On occasion I will confess I need one.
7. Favorite Christmas movie? You’re a mean one…Mr. Grinch
8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Ice Tea -- Dunkies
9. Can you do push ups? Not as many as I used to
10. What's your favorite piece of jewelry? My turtles necklace
11. Favorite hobby? Reading, and if I had more time, scrapbooking.
12. Do you have A. D. D.? naw, I’m just crazy
13. Do you wear glasses/contacts? Yes, I wear contacts about 15 hours a day, but on weekends I usually just wear my glasses
14. Middle name? Ann
15. Name 3 thoughts you have at this exact moment. 1.) Boy Toy and Spotty Chop look cute snuggling 2.) I need to do sit ups 3.) I want to watch Buffy
16. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink? iced tea...
17. Current worry? How are we going to pay our bills
18. Current hate right now? I don’t really want to discuss it, but BELIEVE me it’s there
19. How did you bring in the New Year? With the Caramels. Cookies, chineese food and a winter celebration!
20. Where would you like to go? The Great Wall of China, the pyramids of Egypt, an African safari (photo, not death), Grand Canyon, to name just a few
21. Do you own slippers? Yes, and slipper sox
22. What color shirt are you wearing? Swamp green
23. Which household chore have you put off for too long? Dishes…no! laundry…no! cleaning the bathroom…no! vacuuming…
24. Do you like sleeping on satin sheets? Meh I would rather cotton jersey sheets
25. Can you whistle? Yes, but I suck
26. Where are you now? At home
27. Would you be a pirate? HELL YA
28. What songs do you sing in the shower? If there is a song stuck in my head I might sing it, otherwise I like to just listen to the water
29. Favorite Girl's Name? don’t think I have one
30. Favorite boy's name? KHAN
31. What is in your pocket right now? Nothin
32. Last thing that made you laugh? Spotty Chop sitting on my lap for a fart attack
33. Worst injury you've ever had? When I broke bones in my back? Trying to think if anything equals that…
34. Do you love where you live? No, but I don’t hate it either
35. How many TVs do you have in your house? 2 and none in the bedrooms
On November 1st I am joining the folks over at PIJABA and chiming in on the 2nd running of the Cannonball Read.
Gather round, boys and girls. Gather round. As the leaves change colors, the temperature drifts lower, and the curses of football fans fill the air, we find ourselves at the beginning of a new chapter in Pajiba history. Many of you know the legend of the original Cannonball Read, wherein Sir Prisco the Ragey challenged himself to read one hundred books in the span of one year and enlighten us with his reviews on said tomes. Valiant Alabamapink looked at him and said, essentially, “I can kick your ass, so bring it, fool.” Thus was the Cannonball Read born
Click here to read the full story.
I never joined in on the original run. These folks are hard core reviewers and funny as shit. I on the other hand can’t form sentences or reviews longer than 2 paragraphs. I then saw that they cut the book reading down to 52. Could I read 52 books in 1 year. HELL YA! Could I review 52 books in a longer and more coherent format? Who Frelling knows?
I beseeched the cruel mistress of the read who said…I’ve read worse.
And with that blazing endorsement I write!!!
I am joining the fun over at . Reading Adventure (who is joining the fun over at Should be Reading ) P240 –Dragon Bones – Patricia Briggs
“Haverness, I need to ride with you,” said Garranon hoarsely. “If I stay here longer, I’ll slit Jakoven’s throat myself – which fool act would do Oranstone no good at all.”
A year ago Saturday my Roomie passed away.
In college there were 3 of us that were deep into Arthurian legend and things most mystical. The Tiny Pagan Ladies.
When “the Other” and I first found out in August the Roomie was ill we thought. “naw, she’s being dramastical” because we refused to accept anything else.
When a mass was found we thought “screw you mass! We are the tiny ladies and your arse will be kicked. We will have none of you sir! GOOD DAY!”
Later when we were in the hospital room visiting and found out that we had a year we said “Fuck you year, we want more and we will fight with tooth and claw because we love you and don’t want you to go”. Roomie mentioned that she wanted a Viking funeral. She wanted the burning ship and the lamenting of the women. And we said “of course, if you ever die, which you won’t bitch cauz you are on THE LIST. People on THE LIST will die when we tell them they can die and not a moment sooner.“
When I was getting ready to bring the Roomie to her first chemo appointment in October. I got a call from the sister. We didn’t have a year. We didn’t have months. We would be lucky if we got weeks. The chemo might kill her sooner, so she was going home to die.
On Friday October 17th I went to the Roomies house. I had the day off and wanted to read to her. I used to read to her before we went to bed in college. She said she hated the crap I read, but loved to listen to it anyways. I brought Storm Front. The First Dresden book. I knew I had a captive audience. I knew I could make her laugh.
They were getting her ready to take a shower. I told her to hurry her ass up we had reading to do. She laughed. I sat down and played with her kids. A – 5 and F – 2. While we were playing I started to hear commotion. People were running, voices were raised. I kept playing with the kids. They wanted to run around the house, see their mommy and dad, their grand mom and dad, their aunts. F escaped and I ran to grab him. I think I shielded him from seeing anything. No one should see their mommy on the floor. I kept the kids occupied while she was slipping away. The hospice nurse came out after awhile so I could say good bye too.
There was a typical Catholic wake and funeral….Well…we did send her off the best way we knew how. The Roomie’s family told us to meet at the funeral home as the family was going to go to the church together and we WOULD be there. When we (the Other, Laser, Boy Toy and me) got there we were alone. We of course thought that we screwed up the time, but that was ok. The other and I told the Roomie off. “What the hell are you thinking leaving us bitch? Who the hell do you think you are?” and we sang our theme song.
Don’t all friends have a theme song?
As the last note died down. Everyone else showed up. God is good. The Other and I promised each other that whoever went next would get the same send off.
A year later, we drove down to CT to give the Roomie the funeral she always wanted. Laser was working late. Thank God Boy Toy was up for building a Viking ship. He spent hours on making this authentic, knowing all the while that we planned on burning it.
He did a great job. The Roomie I am sure was pleased.
We followed the ceremony as closely as we could. Which means of course that we needed to sacrifice a virgin.
Boy Toy kept watch (Laser was kind enough to watch the wee ones)
The ceremony begins...on a deserted beach, with hurricane winds, open containers of strong spirits and sharp pointy objects...because we love...we love
Naysayers may say "there was no wind, you got it to burn". The reason for this my friends is that not only is Boy Toy a ship builder. He has fire magic.
Our work here is done
Let the gods and goddesses tremble. Fling open the gates of Valhalla. A great warrior has come to reside with you. Tremble. And fear those yet to come.
1. Your houseplants are alive, and you can’t smoke any of them.
2. Having sex in a twin bed is out of the question
3. you keep more food than beer in the fridge
4. 6:00 AM is when you get up, not when you go to bed
5. You hear your favorite song in an elevator
6. You watch the weather channel
7. Your friends marry and divorce instead of “hook up” and “break up”
8. You go from 130 days of vacation time to 14
9. Jeans and a sweater no longer qualify as “dressed up”
10. You’re the one calling the police because those %&@# kids next door won’t turn down the stereo.
11. Older relatives feel comfortable telling sex jokes around you.
12. You don’t know what time Taco Bell closes anymore.
13. Your car insurance goes down and your car payments go up.
14. You feed your dog Science Diet instead of McDonald’s leftovers.
15. Sleeping on the couch makes your back hurt.
16. You take naps
17. Dinner and a movie is the whole date instead of the beginning of one.
18. Eating a basket of chicken wings at 3 AM would severely upset, rather than settle, your stomach.
19. You go to the drug store for Ibuprofen and antacid, not condoms and pregnancy tests.
20. A $4.00 bottle of wine is no longer “pretty good shit”.
21. You actually eat breakfast food at breakfast time
22. “I just can’t drink the way I used to” replaces “I’m never going to drink that much again”.
23. 90% of the time you spend in front of a computer is for real work.
24. You drink at home to save money before going to a bar
25. When you find out your friend is pregnant you congratulate them instead of asking “oh shit, what the hell happened?”
BONUS:
26. You read this entire list looking desperately for one sign that doesn’t apply to you and can’t find one to save your sorry old ass.
We decided to head to Newie for a quick dash of fun.
Ok, full disclosure. We have been getting "old time" family photos since Spotty Chop was 1. This year it ended up being a goat rodeo. We usually go to Clark's Trading Post. (Love this place. Train ride, bear show, water bumper boats...) North Conway has a place as well. So we decided since we were going to be in North Conway we would go there instead. (Yes, I called to make sure they would be open). They never opened. Not sure what happened, but this bummed me out.
On Friday Boy Toy and I were chatting, that turned into me calling Lost River Campground. Lost River Campground. They had 1 cabin left. We went up Saturday after my hair was de-grayed. After grabbing a bite to eat and finding a place who's directions are "get off on exit 32 and take a left." We made it. 
Boy Toy had bought a new PSP game (Ben 10 Alien Force) and gave it to him when we got to the cabin. When we finally got him to sleep Boy Toy had the propane heater out on the porch and we hung out and listened to the rain. This morning, before Clark's, Spotty said he was hungry so we went out to eat. The boy ate 2, almost 3, of the biggest pancakes I have seen. He also tried cranberry juice and liked it. He seemed to like his cranberry chocolate milk creation as well.
We did finally make it to Clarks. And yes...I got my picture
Spotty decided we would be pirates.
You really seem to be enjoying school these days. As soon as we walk in you are off and running to play with someone. The teachers are telling me how impressed they are with your listening skills, your willingness to help clean up, and your smartassedness.
Oh should I explain that one? One of your teachers explained to me that something happened and somehow one of your friends ended up crying. When the teacher explained to you that she couldn’t let you hurt your friend you fired back “he’s not my friend”. So she had to explain that it was her job to make sure that no one gets hurt. You were good with that.
Perhaps you will be a lawyer when you get older.
You yelled at me the other day because you were talking and I responded. “I’m not talking to you! I am talking to my friend that you can’t see.” You then proceeded to explain the game you were playing. I wonder if you will ever introduce me.
We had to take the PSP away. You have been getting way too involved with it. Or we have been letting you play it for too long. Whenever the battery died, or if it was forgotten you would actually lose your shit. In a big, tantrumy way. You have the Leapster, I let you play with the Crackberry and you don’t seem to be as addicted/freaked out with those. I decided that the degree of rudeness you were showing around that thing was just not worth it. I will definitely have to keep my eye on that.
You on occasion will get yourself dressed and you pull together clothes that go, maybe not in the same way I would, but you definitely have your own sense of style. I cannot wait to see more of it.
We finally found your BAKUGON! After tearing apart the living room and your room I for some reason thought about behind the couch…Yea me!
Papa made you a fort out of an old box. You love to hide in there and then spring out at me when I come to pick you up.
The other day I got hurt, boiling water splashed into my eye. Daddy was on one side of me trying to flush my eye with cold water, you stood on the other side patting my back saying “its ok mama, you are ok”.
Papa took you canoeing for the first time. You fed the ducks, peed off of the canoe and had a great time for yourself. Papa also got you a T-shirt that you proudly wore to school and have been showing everyone anytime you wear it.
After you are asleep I go into your room at least 4 times to “check in on you”. I am actually just giving you kisses.
We got you fitted for your first Tux…god do you look old! I don’t like it. Stay my baby.
I got this book solely for the cover. I’m a dork like that.
I could tell you what the book is about, but really – if you see the cover and you want to read it? You are the right audience.
