Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Happy Halloween!

What a day! I should've written something by now, but I've just managed to take care of all the errands I had to run. :S When Mini settles enough to take a nap, I'll have to play catch up. IF he takes a nap. He just ate a handful of candy corn, so I'm thinking he may be wired up on sugar for a while. Dear me...

I baked white chocolate macadamia nut cookies this morning (and ate some of them), managed to mail off all hubby's b-day gifts to his dad, and even managed to get lunch for Mini and myself. I even put the laundry away!! I'm not quite sure why my house still looks a mess, with toy trucks everywhere, books from the shelf scattered about... Ah well. I'll fix that later! I want to watch some of the shows they have on TV today - gosh, I love Halloween!

Speaking of Halloween, I have a pumpkin game up over at the Midnight Moon Cafe today. Drop by and give it peek if you have the time. And if you're a Neopets fan, like myself, be sure to drop by the site today and do your Trick or Treating! ^_^

That's it for me today. I have a ton of things to do before Oldest gets home. I hope you all have a Happy Halloween and a blessed Samhain!

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Too Much Candy

OMG, I ate too much candy yesterday. I'm not sure if Oldest and I were in some kind of silent competition or what, but we kept hitting the candy bowl. I think every caramel in the pail is gone now. Every Tootsie Roll. What was I thinking?

Around 10 last night I put Mini to bed and went back to the den to write. I couldn't! I had a tummy ache. *_* What's worse, Mini and I were watching Yo Gabba Gabba only hours before and the whole show was about Halloween and that you shouldn't eat too much candy! Darn you DJ Lance - and your karmic smackdown! *shakes fist*

I feel fine this morning, especially after a cup of coffee, but oy, last night... :P I won't be going on another candy bender like that any time soon, that's for sure.

Today I have to make some progress on my wip. I've missed two writing days and now I'm feeling a twitchy about it. I don't like breaking my groove. Too many days missed is bad. Gotta recover it before I fall off the wagon. (Or is it on the wagon?) Eh, you know what I mean.

So off to write. And do laundry. :P
Happy Tuesday, everyone!

Monday, October 29, 2007

Peeka Pika!

Poor Pikachu! Look what happens when you leave your fly open... *_*

Okay, I gotta admit something: I actually didn't realize there was anything weird going on with this pic until after I'd saved it and went to compress the size of it. Lucky me. I mean, the smiling face pretty much dominates the picture. Who expects they're going to put a seam there?

Bad, designer, bad! I guess this is a girl pikachu, then? (And can any of you tell I haven't had my coffee yet this morning?)

The weekend was FANTASTIC. Since hubby and I had only an overnight trip planned, we kept it close to home. We didn't want to spend the entire time driving, and besides, the point was to be together ALONE, without children, for our anniversary. So that's what we set out to do.

First thing arriving, we went to Red Lobster. We were starving by the time we got to Monroe. Drive around looking for a different, new restaurant? Fuggetaboutit! That whole morning, from waking to the time we left, was spent packing and making sure all Mini's things were set out so Oldest and the Grandparents could find them. We didn't even stop for breakfast. So before we even hit the interstate hubby was growling, "Me HUNGRY." So was I.

After Red Lobster, we went searching out a hotel. We picked this one place that was kind of on the edge of town, but close to the interstate. I hate doing a midtown hotel - it can be chaos trying to get back there after dark, especially if weekend traffic is bad.

So, we pulled into the parking lot of a nice looking place and went in to get a room. I guess we're fortunate there weren't any local ball games going on that night. We didn't make reservations, and happened to get the LAST ROOM.

When the concierge told us there was only one room left, the first thing that popped into my mind was that episode of the Simpsons - Marge and Homer go to stay at a romantic hotel and end up in the boiler room. Anyone remember that one? Anyway, at the words last room I took a step away from the counter, but the lady quickly looked up and said, "It's a spa room, is that okay?" Hubby and I look at each other and start nodding like idiots.

The room was nice, QUIET, with a jacuzzi tub (that I really wanted to take home with me), and sliding glass doors leading out to a courtyard area with a gazebo - not bad! We lingered around in the hotel, sorting through our things, checking out the courtyard and such while trying to figure out where we were going, and what we wanted to do.

We ended up going to Antique Alley and browsing all the shops along the strip. What a great time! We got a decent parking spot in front of the costume shop, and walked around for hours.

About the fourth store we went to, I came across this white wicker table and couldn't leave it behind. It matches the wicker chair in my doll room/office. So here we are, walking downtown with a white wicker table. All I can say to that... Hubby must really love me. ^_^

We also dropped by the art gallery there, poked around in the costume shop - which was PACKED with people. So much so you could barely turn around in there. And of course, we dropped into at least a dozen more antique stores.

We ended up with treasures for just about everyone in the family - things to send to hubby's dad, a huge stuffed fox for Oldest (foxes are his thing), and a handful of other things. We put them all in the Jeep and went down the block looking for a cola machine. Hubby bought a small coke at one of the lounges along the strip, but it was mostly ice. One gulp from him and it was gone.

At the end of the block, we stopped to read about this old belltower that I never noticed before - but which I must've walked by at least a couple dozen times over the years. We hang around there for a minute, then back track into this one store before continuing the cola machine search...

First thing in the door of this shop, I see they have wicker furniture. Immediately I get my shopping antennae going. There are two throne style wicker chairs in this one little niche. They look brand new. I go there, and hubby is eyeing me - I know, I know... we don't have room in the jeep for more furniture. (But I can't help myself!) I flip over the price tag and nearly faint. $25 a chair. Surely that can't be right?

Oh, but it is!! I peeked around the corner of the niche and asked the elderly lady behind the counter, "Are these chairs really $25 dollars?"

"Oh, yes." She nods. (Her husband) bought a huge lot of things from an estate sale, and marked them very cheaply to make a quick return. I'll say! She adds while I'm giving hubby puppy eyes. "If you see something you like, we do have lay-away..."

Hubby sighs. He knows there will be no winning against the all powerful lay-away. "Go ahead..."

Hubby meanders out the door to wait for me. Squeeing like a school girl, I pay for the chairs and take the tags off them. I arranged to return next weekend with Dad's truck to pick up our goodies. As I'm leaving the store, hubby catches my arm. He has spotted a coke machine. I nearly veered off in another direction - I'm too busy mentally rearranging our bedroom to fit the new chairs! And of course, the white wicker table I'll put in my office/doll room... It is the perfect size to stick the Berry Happy Home on. What a great anniversary gift!

We went back to the hotel about two hours after finding the throne chairs. By that time, all I can think of is kicking my boots off, and getting a Tom Collins. We went and picked up mixed drinks, ordered pizza, and hit the jacuzzi. A little later that night, we walked over to the mall to browse.

We had a great time. It was very relaxing, but I admit around lights out, I couldn't stop wondering if Mini was able to rest. He always sleeps next to me, and if he wakes in the middle of the night and I'm not there, he starts crying. (Even if I'm just in the next room writing.) I could imagine Mini crying and my mom ready to pull her hair out. *_* Is it possible to get homesick when staying in a place overnight?

It was hard not to call home, but it was late, and I didn't. I bit my knuckles over that one. I tossed and turned a bit before finally falling asleep. Mommy duty is a hard habit to break. The next morning, I felt more settled; like everything must be okay. After all, no one called us from the ER.

Hubby and I took our time over breakfast, even dropped by a few places here and there to browse on our way home. The drive home was just as enjoyable as browsing the antique shops. We talked the whole way.

Since we got back, Mini hasn't let me out of his sight. Oldest assures me that he did great over the weekend, just was very subdued. He was very good for his Gram. Didn't get into stuff like usual, and was generally well behaved. What a relief! Mom looked like she was ready to go home, all the same. She was dressed - had all her things packed and in the dining room. She said Mini woke up around 1 am Sunday morning, and wouldn't get back to sleep. Which is mommy talk for, "I'm tired, I'm grouchy, and I'm not doing this again for at least another year, just so you know."

I'm okay with that. *lol* Despite all the fun, I'm glad to be home. It's still pretty amazing... Hubby and I have cleared 17 years of marriage. Mommy doesn't realize it, but we're saving the really BIG anniversary plans for the big 2-0. Maybe by then she'll be prepared go another round of watching the kids. ^_^

Happy Monday, everyone!

Friday, October 26, 2007


I have a paranormal flash fiction up over at the Midnight Moon Cafe today, so if you have a minute, drop by and take a peek.

Today is candy buying day, and tonight hubby and I pack for our anniversary trip. Woot!

I think we are just going to wing it. Hubby called a few minutes ago to ask about staying in Shreveport. As long as the trip is children free, I'm game. I love my doodlebugs, but oy... I need a break!

I am stuck at around 22k words on my current wip. I have a bit of a dilemma. In this story, I am seriously considering making my characters wait before they do the deed. I usually go for the first (naturally occurring) opportunity in my books to add any skin, but I think these characters are going to have the skids put on their first opportunity. Will this piss off my readers? Build tension? Simply make sense, given the fact my characters are trying to put the past behind them and move forward? It seems plausible to me, but I am also thinking this may be a bad idea with erotic romance. I guess time will tell. (And edits!)

I'm off for now. I have to gather up Mini bear and take care of a few errands. Hope you all have a pleasant Friday! ^_^

Thursday, October 25, 2007

The Great Pumpkin Tragedy

Not too long ago I posted about two gold nugget squash (mini pumpkins) that I bought for Mini and Oldest. Mini saw them in the store and wanted one, so I bought one for both boys. They set on the edge of my counter for a good week or so before Hubby finally took them down and put faces on them.

One pumpkin had a happy face, the other a sad face. No biggie there. Mini seemed to have doubts about that sad face pumpkin though. He would always shy away from it, and give it wary looks. There was nothing actually scary about the thing, so I guess it's just that he's not used to seeing the whole sad face motif.

Anyway, I'm cooking supper last night, and Mini (who has learned to scoot a chair across the dining room to the bar), pulls up a seat and stands on the chair to watch what I'm doing. Well, the pumpkins are right there, too. So after some hesitation, he begins to play with the pumpkins, and telling me, "Look, Mimi, puh'kins."

He takes the sad pumpkin finally, and sets it on top of this cup - sort of like a head on a stick. I warned him he was getting a bit rough with it (he kept dropping it on the floor). I told him as simply as possible, "not a ball", but he kept on with it. I shrugged it off because my parents decided to call me at that very moment, and I'm also trying to clear off the bar so I could pull the casserole out of the oven.

The minute I turn my back, I hear a squeak. Mini has fumbled the sad pumpkin across the bar. It wobbles, and reaches the edge. I can't turn fast enough to catch it. I see the little sad face a split second before the baby pumpkin falls off the bar, hits the floor and breaks like a raw egg. *splat* :P

OMFG. The chaos that ensued.
My mom started to panic. "What's going on over there?" She could hear Mini howling and little else.

"It's broken," Mini kept shouting up at me, and there are these GREAT BIG TEARS rolling down his face. *_* Of course, he looks at me like I broke the pumpkin. Isn't that just the way? *sigh*

Thank goodness for Crazy Glue. Yes. I glued that damn pumpkin back together, and it's now officially off limits. But Mini is happy for the time being. His puh'kin now just has a "boo boo". Good grief, I can only imagine the chaos when I go to toss these things after the holidays!

On another note...

Thirteen Things I like about Halloween

1.) The "anything goes" dress code.
2.) Candy corn
3.) Popcorn balls
4.) Fresh fudge
5.) FREE Candy!!
6.) Pumpkin cookies
7.) Every cool movie in history airs on TV
8.) FREE Chocolate!!
9.) Caramel and candy apples
10.) Costumes
11.) Seeing the neighbor's yard covered in (fake) gravestones
12.) The practical jokes - watching someone get the wits scared out of them
13.) The time to reflect on family, the past, and tradition.

And there you have it, my T13. Happy day, everyone! ^_^

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

My Characters Need A Whippin'

If you heard a spontaneous round of expletives rent the wee morning hours (central time), that very well could have been me. I stayed up til a little after midnight working on the dreaded Chapter 6. Well, I got through that, flipped to the next screen to go on with the story, and what do I find? What the heck do I see in the middle of the page?

I find a whole scene smack dab in the middle of everything - that goes with nothing! *forehead smack*

In my weary, insomnia fueled state, I have no idea why I did that. I read through the scene and the following chapter - if you can call it that - but it wasn't until this morning after my first cup of coffee, that I realized the "surprise oasis" I'd found was originally intended to show up much later in the story. Pretty close to the end. As I've expanded the book, I never moved it through the script. So today I have the joy of printing up the back few chapters and doing Frankenstein surgery to position the surprise find where it goes so I can write around it. Sheesh. :P

Today is Wednesday, and because it's cold outside, because I'm still in my pajamas, and further because I am just feeling lazy today I think it's time for another four minute dance break! I'm not sure how many people remember Kim Carnes, but I'm putting her up today. I remember my cousin's old girlfriend going to get her hair bleached to look like Kim's. Wow, that was a long time ago!

*dance break* *dance break* *dance break* *dance break*

*leaving dance break zone*

Maybe today I'll get everything cleared away with this one Chapter so I can sit and watch a movie. I bought a handful of DVD this past weekend, but haven't had a chance to sit and watch them yet. Probably wouldn't have done me any good if I had. There's only so much we can put in the DVD player while Mini is awake, a lot of what we brought home is too scary for Mini. I bought Halloween - one of my favorite movies ever - but that one is a definite no-go unless Mini is napping.

I suppose I should get started on work. :P It's almost 10 AM, and I have a few things to do before I can break out the WIP. Hope you all have a Happy Hump Day!

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Candy Invasion

Halloween is fast approaching, so this weekend I have the hard task of buying all the bags of candy. Boy, there's a job that sucks, huh?

I broke out the candy caldron last week and set it up on the bar for filling. Right now it has bits of old potpourri in it. :P I'll have to clean it out and get it ready.

Mini is terrified of his Cookie Monster costume, which is a darn shame because it's so cute! I guess I can use the costume on one of my SS dolls. *shrugs* I hate for it to go to waste.

I'm not sure what we'll do with Mini for a costume now, maybe get him one of the bones T shirts or something, I guess. Maybe dress him up as something else - a pirate - he knows what they are thanks to Backyardigans.

I want to take some good pictures of the kids dressed up this year. I think Oldest is looking forward to that more than anyone. He's been wanting to take more risks these past few Halloweens - dress up as his video game characters, etc. And I think it's because his teenage body clock is ticking; the one that tells us all we're quickly getting "too old" for Halloween. (And he probably won't realize until he's about 25 or so that that is a bunch of nonsense.)

Hubby and I have an anniversary coming up this Saturday - 17 years of marriage. Hard to believe, but true. And we dated a year before we got hitched. Wow! We were going to bop on down to New Orleans and get our party on for the weekend, but it's looking like we may have the kids with us. So now I'm not sure what we're going to do. There's still some time to think about it, so we'll see.

Until then, I better get on with this manuscript. I had a great writing day yesterday - 1300 words added. Woot! A lot of hero/heroine introspection. I know in the next round of edits I do on this puppy, some of this will get cut, but there were some places in this I felt really enhanced the book. *dance, dance*

My goal for the time being is to move past Chapter 6. This is the chapter I got to and realized there was nothing written. :S I've been correcting that slowly, careful not to create a paradox I have to write myself out of later on. Oy, gotta love that, yes? Can't risk blowing the whole book over one scene.

Well that's it for today. It's almost 11, and the laundry beckons.
Have a snazzy Tuesday everyone!

Monday, October 22, 2007

Mondays Potatoes

It's a little after midnight. I stayed up with my wip and a glass of wine, and I've managed to knock out Chapter 5. I'm cruising on, but I'm still moving far more slowly than I'd like. I guess it can't be helped. I'm trying to make sure everything is consistent and there are major story changes as I can find on this first edit.

I got into this one area of the book tonight, though, and realize there is a good chunk of storyline I'd intended to include, but skipped it for whatever reason. Maybe because it was already cemented in mind, and I was rushing on to capture an idea for a part of the story that seemed elusive at the time. I stopped editing mid chapter six because I had to actually write in parts that I knew went there, but never added. The good news is, at least I no longer have to worry about the word count falling short. I think it's going to fall just short of 28k by the time it's finished, and that's acceptable.

I bought a few new books yesterday when I took a trip to the store for dog food. I picked up an interesting looking book called, Thin Air, by Rachel Caine, and Making Merry, by Dixie Kane. Hm. I just noticed the similarities in the names. Anyway, I'm currently reading Witchling, by Yasmine Galenorn.

It's funny, because I never been one to gravitate toward books written in 1st person POV. I'm not sure why. I've read my share of them I guess. And I've made exceptions to include a few on my keeper shelves over the years, namely for Anne Rice's Vampire Chronicles and MaryJanice Davidson's books. But that has always been just it. An exception.

Lately, almost every book I've picked up has been in 1st person POV. Witchling, and Thin Air are both 1st person. I also picked up an new anthology, with most of the stories in it written that way. I read the Dante Valentine series, which I loved, and it too is written that way. It's made me wonder if 1st person is gaining in popularity, or if they've always had this strong a presence on bookstore shelves. I can't help wondering how I might've missed so many of them though, if that's the case.

I suppose it doesn't really matter too much. I've always been the type if the book sounds interesting enough, I'm gonna buy it and read it. I'll check the first few pages in the store, and go from there. It's just I really noticed it today - I have a LOT of first person books in my TBR stack now. A lot more than I ever had in the past.

Today my mom is supposed to come and visit. I look forward to seeing her, but also feel a bit of dread at what she might have to say. Lately nothing good has come from family gatherings. It's the stress of their pending move, and our inability to find anyplace suitable to move to - unless you count Iceland. Anyone have a house for me in Iceland?

Anyway, I have avoided speaking with mom or dad about housing as much as possible, ever since the Great Sunday Explosion. But its kind of hard to avoid when they come over to my house almost every day and remind me what their needs are. As if I could forget. All the same, it's out of my hands. We've exhausted all the local options, and exhausted ourselves in the process.

I've told mom and dad I'll help anyway I can, but I'm not going to jump into a house I don't like just to suit them. I don't want to get trapped in this area any more than I already am. We'll just have to find another way. I know this is pissing mom off - the latest turn of events. But for the entire time we've lived in this house, I've asked mom to buy a piece of property in case of an emergency - even just a bare acre - but they would always find some excuse not to do so. Now here it's coming down to true emergency, and there isn't anything for them to run to. Unless you count me, and to be honest, I am running out of ideas.

Sunday, October 21, 2007

Where's The Party?

OMG. I have to admit it. I have a hell of a party hangover today. The MMC party was a success, and we gave away some really sweet prizes. The final ones are being announced just this evening.

After all the festivities, I stayed on the phone with good buddy Cass, chatting it up until 4 am. So fun... but oy, I've been paying for it today. Mommy apparently needs her sleep. :P

I've spent much of the day stumbling around like a zombie. Tomorrow I have to get on the writing fast track and finish reworking my wip. I still have a good seven chapters to go!

Saturday, October 20, 2007

Blog Party!

If you noticed my avatar has changed - your eyes do not deceive you. No that's not really me, but it's all to the good, and it's for one day only.
(Just in case you thought I was having an identity crisis, or something.) ^_^

The pic is, in fact, my online Halloween costume! Have you picked out yours yet?

Cass, Tempest, and I are throwing a huge
Trick or Treat Blog Party over at the Midnight Moon Cafe all day Saturday (today)!
For those interested in attending, here is the official invite...

Paranormal Costume Ball this Saturday!

Everyone is cordially invited to attend the 1st annual Paranormal Trick or Treat Costume Ball at the Midnight Moon Cafe. The party will consist of two rooms, the Blogsphere (here on our MMC blog) where drinks will be served and music from some hot bands will play. There is also a dance floor for those who want to shake their groove thing. Our celebrity guest DJ is DJDrac, and he'll be spinning some wicked discs.

The second, more intimate room will be the Chat Pit. It will be hosted in the chatroom on the MMC website, simply log in and talk about books, the paranormal, anything you like with other party guests.

We hope you'll stop by.

Remember to leave a comment on the blog Saturday and make sure your avatar is wearing your Halloween costume, because prizes will be awarded for best costume, most original costume and a special prize for best pet costume!

If you don't use Blogger, but still wish to enter the costume contests, simply email us ( with your name and a picture of your Halloween costume and we'll choose from those entries as well. A photo of the winning entry/avatar from each category will be published at the MMC blog midnight on Saturday! Good Luck!

What: MMC Paranormal Costume Ball

When: Saturday, October 20, 2007 from Dusk Til Dawn

Where: The Midnight Moon Cafe Blog and the Midnight Moon Cafe Website Chatroom


Whew! Friday was a real doozie, so I'm not going to go there. Instead I'm going to focus on having fun at the party! And possibly getting a little writing done here and there. ;-)

Happy weekend, everyone!

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Just Like Crosstown Traffic

Is it just me, or does the guy wearing the hat look like he has to pee? I guess that could be a drawback if we all rode broomsticks ala Harry Potter style.

Of course there are at least a dozen other things that could really suck about having to fly on a broomstick too. Like freezing your ass off in the winter, the possibility of being struck by lightning, bugs pelting you mercilessly about the neck and face. Oh yeah, and no possible way of carpooling or attaching a reasonable "bucket seat for jr."...

Still, I think it would be a cool idea. Presuming the broom doesn't require gasoline, 24 D batteries or something like that, or replacement phoenix features or whatever to fly. If it truly did run on magic - just think of the cost we'd save in fillups alone. I could save the $50-60 dollars it takes to fill my Jeep every week and spend it on something else. Like a new DVD. Or a new soft sculpture for my curio cabinet. Ha!

I know just what type of broom I'd want if they had them. I'd want a pink one with flowers printed all over it, and I'd want it to come with a banana seat. Oh, and possibly foot stirrups. That girly foot clasping thing looks ridiculous, and I would NOT want to look like Mr. Hat over there if I were flying around and suddenly had to pee. At least with the banana seat, I wouldn't have to clench up like a startled virgin; I could at least appear composed until I could fly off into the bushes, or find a restroom or something.

BTW, no, I have not been drinking. I just found today's picture and had one of those bizarre moments of insanity clarity - one of those moments when a string of completely time wasting thoughts tracks through your brain. It's sort of like daydreaming, but not quite. :P

Anyway, it's Thursday again. (And raining again.) Mini is getting bored in the house (and has been climbing onto and FALLING OFF OF just about everything in site), so I thought maybe today we could just do mommy-son things. Like fingerpainting the pumpkins I bought. Or maybe breaking out the Berry Happy Home so he can rampage his monster trucks through it. Creative, crafty things like that. I must finish up this one chapter that is And I must do it today, or there will be fires and screaming.

My cold has alleviated some, but this weather has been so iffy, I'm not taking any chances on a relapse. This leaves me to this week's Thursday Thirteen. I must go "winter cold" shopping this coming weekend to stock up on emergency supplies. Because, of course, if anyone is going to get sick, it's going to be at night when no doctor offices are open, leaving us no choice but to sell our souls and sacrifice two unblemished chickens to get into the local ER.

Thirteen Things To Have In Your Cold/Flu Battling Arsenol (aka your Medicine Chest)

1.) Decongestant
2.) Fever reducer (non-aspirin type for children)
3.) Expectorant
4.) Disinfectant spray
5.) Vaporizer/humidifier
6.) thermometer (I like the in-ear types. They work FAST.)
7.) refillable ice pack
8.) heating pad (for body aches)
9.) Vicks vapor rub - and liquid for vaporizor
10.) Measuring spoon or cup for medicines
11.) Antihistamine
12.) lozenges for sore throat
13.) Chloraseptic

And there it is. My list du jour.

(BTW, no chickens - unblemished or otherwise - were harmed in the creation of this blog post.)

Happy Thursday, everyone! ~_^

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Rainy Wednesday

I didn't quite make my writing goal yesterday. Darn it! I got most of the chapter written out, but decided to add this big chunk to the front of chapter four because... Well, I don't know why exactly. The chapter just seemed kind of "bald" in the beginning. I could picture my heroine running around on the set, whining, "Motivation? What's my motivation?" *forehead smack*

The beginning I added did wonders for that chapter, but it put me behind on getting the whole thing out of the way. I'm still tweaking on what I just added, and I'd hoped to be closer to chapter six at this point. All I can do is keep plugging away at it and hope there are no more interruptions - such as police jurors knocking on my door every five minutes begging a vote from me, more power outtages (we are at this very moment under a tornado watch), and the people from Gulf Consolidated who keep calling me every day begging us to subscribe to the "News Star" - to which we already have a subscription!

Despite this craziness, I have managed to put in a good 3k words through it all. *booty dance* This includes the power outtages, so I'm going to try not to stress over output too much. It's happening; the story is coming together, it's just not happening as fast as I would've liked.

I must admit, this whole contemporary story kind of reminds me of that great big lump of clay your art teacher gives you. The clay is hard as a rock, just gooey enough on the surface to get your fingers dirty and cake under your nails, and it's a bitch to mold into anything until you've rolled it around on your desk and BEAT ON IT with a shoe a few thousand times. Ha!

The mail man brought a package for me today, and when I saw the shape of it and Squee'd with joy. It's a first print hard cover edition of Faeries, by Brian Froud and Alan Lee. I had this book a long time ago, but a tattoo artist friend borrowed it from me and never returned it. At the time, I didn't know just how hard it would be to replace this version of the book.

Well, here it sits next to my comp, the new-old book, more beautiful that the original copy I had - in far better condition. My old copy was a library cast off, and had one of those crinkly, hard cello wraps over the dust jacket. This one looks like it just came off the book store shelf. Cool enough, there is a little tab inside the book, printed as part of the jacket flap that reads, "$14.95 until Dec. 31, 1978". Wow! I had no idea the book had been around for that long. I didn't discover the book until the early 1990s.

Today, I've posted a cool contest over at the Midnight Moon Cafe. If you can google, you can play! There's a bit of a free read attached to it as well, just for kicks. So if you'd like to try your hand for a chance at chocolates, books, and Jell-o (yes, you read that right, lol) drop by and give it a shot. Two winners will be announced Friday, October 19th!

That's it for me. I've been doing too much dawdling today. That, and baking pumpkin cookies with Mini, and playing indoor kickball. :P Heh. I blame the rain. Happy hump day, everyone!

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Po' Boys By Candlelight

Leave it to me to end up the first one in the house with a cold this season. A few days ago I really started noticing how much my nose was bothering me - that burny feeling that makes you want to rub your nose all the time. Anyway, night before last, Hubby allegedly shook me awake to tell me I was snoring the house down. Apparently I just growled at him and went back to sleep. Instead of attempting to wake me up again, Hubby took his pillow to the den and slept on the couch. Ah, true love. ^_^

The snoring continues, and my sneezing is getting worse. Probably because it feels like the upper half of my head is filled with concrete - or like I'm wearing one of those "space bowls" *snicker, snicker* like the bikini sci-fi woman is wearing. Whatever she is supposed to be doing in that pic, I bet she isn't doing it because she's having sneezing fits. Wouldn't that be miserable with the fish bowl on her head?

Last night Hubby and my Dad had to work until well after midnight, so it was just the boys and me here at home. Oldest came in from school and began fishing around for something to eat, so I decided to order pizza. As I'm about to dial, the lights go out. It's around 4:30 at the time, and raining like a fiend.

I make a few calls to order pizza, but the store down street says they're closing their doors until the lights are back up. And Pizza Hut in town - which has a dubious reputation to start with, btw - says they don't do Pick Ups for my area. Uh okay. I live ten minutes away and I can't order in advance and go pick up the pizzas?? Since when?

With pizza out of the question, I tell oldest to pull on some shoes. I bundle up Mini and we made a run up to the grocery store. We bought bottled water, wheat po boy rolls, sliced provolone, baby spinach, sliced ham, and blueberry pies for dessert. Oh, yeah, and a can of "sketties" for Mini.

By the time we got home it was pitch dark. I had to leave the headlights on, so we could carry the bags from the Jeep to the house, and get the emergency candles lit.

Oldest and I made the biggest, nasties, stack-ed-est Po'Boy sandwiches ever invented, and Mini had his bowl of "sketties" with meatballs. We ate by candlelight with the front door wide open to catch the breeze, and the rain beating down on the front patio.

After dinner, we straightened up a bit, and I sacked out on the couch with Mini while Oldest sat in the recliner with his GameBoy. We listened to the rain and waited for the lights to come on until around 8:30. By that time, Mini was ready to go nite nite.

It was a long night without lights, but at least it wasn't blazing hot. The rain made it cool, but not unbearably so. With the windows up and the doors open, it wasn't bad. Damp. But not bad at all.

Onto other things...
Before the blackout yesterday, I spent a good chunk of the day yesterday editing my wip. I blazed through two chapters and made sure all the elements were there, and everything looked to be as it should be. It's not perfect, but it's workable for now. I'm moving forward. I'm now probably a 3rd of the way through the first round of self edits. My goal today is one full chapter - two if I can manage it. My overall goal is to have this story ready to send out by November 1st.

That's it for me today. I have writing to do, so I better get on it.
Hope you all have a productive Tuesday! ^_^

Monday, October 15, 2007

Back To Work

It's Monday again. *groan* It was sooo hard to climb out of bed this morning. It was cool in the house for one thing, and since hubby didn't have to wake up at his normal time, we were able to sleep in a bit. Which is a good thing. I've had trouble sleeping lately, and it's starting to show.

Hubby must work late today. They're having a shutdown at work, and so he'll be pulling 16 hours. I don't envy him in the least! He took a change of clothes, some food with him, and went off to work. If he's able to come home tonight, it will be around midnight sometime. Yik!

Today I'm back working on my contemporary wip. I like the story, but I'm seriously thinking of making it paranormal. I just can't seem to give it the juice I had with my other stories. I wanted this story to work - and maybe it does. I need to send it off to my crit partner for a look see. Anyway, I think that's it. I'm a paranormal kind of gal, and this story just doesn't have the elements that typically draw me. Perhaps that's why I'm struggling with the edits. We will see. I am going to clean up another chapter today and I hope I'll be able to get excited about this story again before I do something drastic. :P

Nothing especially exciting to report here. OH! But has anyone else heard that story about the aspiring horror writer who was found with his girlfriend hacked up - bits of her in the freezer, a box of cereal, etc? If you haven't here's the link to the story:

Freak. Me. Out. =0.O= Apparently the killer was writing a book on cannibalism. Whoa. Think this guy took the "write what you know" thing too far? Sort of like those people who are under the assumption that erotic writers spend most of their day in bed, and the rest writing it all down. I've been trying to keep tabs on this creepy horror guy story but haven't found much else about it. I hope they keep us posted for his sentencing.

That's it for me today. It's almost 10am and I haven't accomplished squat. Better get crackin'! Happy Monday, everyone!

Sunday, October 14, 2007

P says Puh...

Mini has a V-tech toy that supposedly teaches the letters of the alphabet and their sounds. It's a good toy, but it has it's trying moments.

I don't see the appeal of doing so, but Mini has been walking through the house all this weekend chanting "P says Puh!" *imagine toddler spit flying*

Okay. Reading back over that, maybe now I do know what the appeal is. It did cross my mind that if Mini went around saying that in public people would think we were, oh... NUTS. Just a little bit. Or something close to it.

Last night's Tarot Chat over at the MMC website went very well. I wish all chats could be as fun as those. I'm sure we'll be doing another tarot chat in the near future. :) I also did a bit of promoing over at eBookLove yesterday. Congrats to Sherry, who won a copy of Dominant Territory!

Today is cookie baking day. That part of my brain that wants to stick to my diet is already groaning. I know darn well I will not be able to resist fresh baked pumpkin cookies! :P Ah well, it's the season...

Hope you all have a relaxing Sunday!

Friday, October 12, 2007

Yugi Fish, RIP 2004-2007

Our beloved Yugi Fish died yesterday at the grand old age of three years. We got him around the time I discovered I was preggers with Mini, so he's been around for longer than it seems.

I remember the exact day Oldest and Hubby brought him home. Yugi was one of those "fish in the plant" critters. He came in a HUGE vase with a water ivy - or whatever it's called- growing in a plastic cup stuck in the neck of the vase. Supposedly the plant provided nutrients to the fish, and vise versa. I'm not so sure that's true though, since the fish outlived the plant. Yugi eventually had to be transplanted to an aquarium.

As beautiful as the whole "fish in the plant" set up was, I sniffed when I saw Yugi the first time. "NO MORE PETS" has been my mantra now for the past five years. We have the typical family - the men: hubby and children - yip and moan wanting pets, then leave me to care for them all. (But you're the MOMMY!!!) So, I had to put a ban on animals to keep the men in straight jackets away. However, I openly admitted to the family years ago, that Yugi wasn't a bad catch after all.

Out of all our critters - dogs, cats, guinea pigs, fish - over the years Yugi was the only one that never gave me a headache. First of all, he never bit me. (The guinea pig, on the other hand...) I also never tripped over him, had to shoe him out the front door, wrangle him into the bathtub, and never once did he yowl in the middle of the night. Content in his water bed, Yugi would swim around contentedly, and come to the top of the water to food hunt when you'd approach his tank. As far as pets go - better manners I have never seen. So may the gods and goddesses rest you, gentle fish. You were a fine, finned friend.

Just for the record, no we didn't flush him. I don't have the heart for that. We buried him in the back yard under the oak tree next to his predecessor, a speckled goldfish named Freckles. ;)

Today is bill paying day, so I have a dozen errands to run. I'd hoped I could have a lengthy writing day, but it's not going to happen, at least not until later. Too, hubby has to work this weekend, and the house needs a quick coat of paint (which I must buy today) so I'm wondering how much I'll be able to accomplish as far as the wip goes. It's frustrating, but what can you do? I've printed up a chapter to mend while sitting with Mini in the den during his Bigfoot Monster Trucks cartoon. I hope I can at least get half of it edited so I can move on. It feels like I've been stuck in the same spot forever. I've been so stop/start with this story lately I'm quickly getting sick of it. :P Gotta get it finished asap!

It's getting cooler here finally. It's still warm enough for shorts and flip flops, but it's windier outside, and that wind is getting cooler by the day. It's only a matter of time before the first frost, so we must winterize now while the wasps are down but it's not exactly cold out. We're having a new CH/A put in asap, and today I'm bringing in two new carpets - one for the den and one for our bedroom. Next weekend, I'll be putting down fresh tile in the bathroom. We need to paint the house too - a sealing precaution, and I told hubby we need to put a coat of clear sealant over the bricks as well. I's don't lieks to be cold. :P So here starts a fun time for me - NOT - but it has to be done, and somebody has to do it. (But you're the MOMMY!!!)

Yes, yes, I know...

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Thursday Thirteen and Stuff

Third time's the charm! This is my 3rd attempt to blog today, and I'm gonna do it come hell or high water.

My mom dropped by first thing this morning - I was barely out of bed. She wanted to use my washer and drier, but I think mostly she'd come by to try and amend the great visitation disaster that happened this past Sunday. She and I took Mini outside to drag him around the yard in the wagon, and watched him play in the leaves near the doggie graveyard. (We have a small garden-ey area off to the side of the house where we have buried our little old lady doggies.)

Her visit went well, I think. She tried to bring up the housing situation briefly today, but I simply told her to do whatever she wants. End of discussion. I'm of the mind now if she and dad think they'll find what they're looking for, go get 'em, tiger. I'm far too tired to worry with it anymore. Hubby and I will just keep saving our money, and see what happens as it comes along.

On another note...
I found my SHOES!! Oh yeah, I did. *booty dance* I've been walking around barefoot for a few days because I couldn't locate my sandals for the life of me - darn shoe gnomes! While sweeping the dining room, I swept under the edge of the bookshelf and voila! Shoes, ahoy! I suppose Mini had slipped them on and walked them over there. I have no other explanation...

I guess this is the day for finding things because I also found the white remote to the DVD player today. Hubby put a bounty on it just last night, and told Oldest if he found it, a shiny bag of gold would be his. ARR! No, not really. But he did promise him $5.00 if he somehow managed to locate it. We haven't seen it in about 2 weeks, and it's kind of annoying not knowing where it is. (Aside from the fact we can't navigate our DVDs.)

Oldest came home from school today, and dug around through Mini's toybox a bit - since that was the only place I thought we hadn't looked. While Oldest was complaining about all the junk Mini has - most of which belong to Oldest at one point - I had an epiphany.

About a week or so ago Mini got quiet and I went searching for him and found him playing with his monster trucks in the SSC Berry Happy Home I have in my office/doll room. I don't mind him playing in the house, but I shoed him out of there and shut the door that day. He likes the room because it looks like a toy store, but I don't like him in there unsupervised because I have a lot of expensive treasures he can get into if no one's watching him. Well, I went and checked the Berry Happy Home and what do I see tucked away in the attic?

I hath discovered a DVD remote, and I hath declared it MINE! *excalibur pose* I'm still debating whether to claim that five dollar bounty.

Dance Break * Dance Break * Dance Break*

Oh yeah, Rick Springfield was HOT. ^_^

Thirteen Things I Like (that happen to be blue)

1. blue jeans
2. blue eyes (especially on a man with dark hair)
3. blueberries - yum!
4. Booberry cereal - double yum!
5. blue summer skies
6. my old blue sweater
7. blue ocean views
8. berry blue jello
9. Cover Girl midnight blue nail polish - for toes
10.Blue Dog - from the paintings by George Rodrigue (I talked briefly to Mr. Rodrigue while in the French Quarter a few years ago. He was painting in Jackson Square.)
11.Blue ice frosting - Mm...mmm! Cookie Monster slippers blue, cloud printed pj bottoms

There. I did it. I managed to get in a whole post today. Of course, it's 5pm now, so no one will likely ever read it. LOL! Ah well, it's therapeutic. And as they say, better late than never! ^_^

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Sepia Tinted Hump Day... Again?

Around 1:30 this morning hubby comes into the dining room where I'm tip tapping away at a ghost story freebie for the Midnight Moon Cafe. Hubby kisses me on the head and says, "Are you managing to accomplish anything, or are you playing around?"

"Hm, well, a little bit of both, I think."

He grumbles a little, nods, and goes on about his after-midnight rounds before heading back to bed. I go back to writing and manage to square away 90% of my ghost story, before I finally shut it down for the night. (morning?)

Mini woke me up around 6 AM - oy, I wasn't too thrilled about that - but I got up nonetheless and once I got a few chores out of the way I sat down and managed to finish the story I'd been working on last night. Woot! So now The Ghost Train is finished, and it will be offered as a free fiction for the MMC later on this month. I'll post more about that when it gets closer to time. Until then, there are lots of fun things going over there, including author interviews, giveaways, sexy shape shifting hunks, and much much more!

After I sent The Ghost Train off to my lovely crit partner, Cass Curtis, I put some shoes on Mini and made a trip to the store. That new penguin movie Surfs Up! is now out on DVD, as is 28 Weeks Later - which is the sequel to the hit zombie movie 28 Days Later. We'll be watching both of these To-Nite! Yay!

While Mini and I were shopping, I came across these little tiny pumpkins in the produce department. (Okay, technically they are nugget squash, but hey...)I thought they were cute, and since Mini wanted a puh'kin really bad, I got one and held it out to him. "Here, Mini, a pumpkin your size!"

I thought he'd just take it from me; instead he surprised the heck out of me (and probably every shopper within eyesite) when his mouth hinged wide like old George Washington's wooden teeth and in the blink of an eye moved in to take a BIG SNAPPING BITE right out of this squash.

"No, Mini, wait!" CHOMP.

Much spitting ensued. Of course he couldn't bite a plug out of it or anything - it's a raw freaking squash! However, he got just enough taste of it *snicker, snicker* to make him howl in outrage, "Natty puh'kin, Mimi, eww!!!"

And so now we have a litty bitty pumpkin with a distinct ring of teeth prints on it for our centerpiece. Ha! What's that saying? You live you learn. Right on.

Time for me to run around the house and make it look like I've done something today. I hope everyone abound has a Happy Hump Day. And if by some chance yours isn't going all that well - hang in there, things will get better soon!

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

Play The Way Feel It

Mini toddled over to me around 10 this morning and said, "Mimi (mommy) go the swing?" I was working on my wip at the time, and hoped to get a lot more done before shutting it down for the morning, but he asked so nice, and since it still felt pretty cool out, I told him to go find his sandals.

I took him out in the backyard, where found more interesting things to do that swing - like play in the dirt with his dump truck. I brought a ball and a ride on toy with us, and he romped around the back yard until I saw the wasps stirring around the eaves of the house and announced it was time to come back inside.

We're both a little crispy from the morning sun (well, when you live like a vampire, indoors all the time...) but I think it was a pretty good morning. I did a bit of paint scraping on the side of the house while he played, so I did manage to get a little something accomplished. (The house MUST be painted before winter sets in.)

When we came in, Mini was filthy from playing in the dirt, so I put him directly in the bath where he told me he was "Schwimmin', Mimi, look!" So now we've played outside, had a bath, had lunch AND watched Fraggle Rock. Whew! I'm hoping any minute now he'll tell me he's ready for his nap. I'm ready for some mommy "free time".

Last night while working on my wip, I stripped out a big huge section that didn't seem to go anywhere or lead to anything important. OUCH! That took a good 800 words out of my manuscript, and hauled me all the way back down to 19k words. *sick* But it had to be done and this morning I feel better for it. That's one less thing to struggle over. I'm still not completely happy with the first chapter - it's a bit too busy for my liking - but I'm going to move on and give my mind time to settle. I'm going to focus on a completely different chapter today - one I haven't reread a thousand times since I wrote it. With any luck I can have that tweaked and in the "final" stack before the end of the day.

On another note, hubby called me from work yesterday to tell me he'd been given a promotion. *woot* It's a temporary thing, actually. His foreman was fired on Monday, so they had to replace him with someone who knew that area of the project. Once it's completed, hubby will go back to his previous post - which suits hubby fine. Stress, he says, is better in small doses. I tend to agree.

That's it for me today. I hope you all have a snazzy Tuesday! ^_~

Monday, October 08, 2007


I've never been so glad for a Monday in my life. Oldest had his toe surgery Friday, my parents and hubby are at each others throats (not that I haven't seen this coming for months on end), and the latest people who we thought we were about to reach a deal with on a house raised their asking price yesterday afternoon. By how much you ask? Try $20,000. *forehead smack*

From the heart and soul of a family ready to jump on a decent house at this point - if you're a seller, whether you have an agent or not, if you quote one price, then hand the buyers a paper with another amount written on it you WILL NOT make the sale. At least not with us. I don't care how cute the house is, or that you suddenly decided to add on "last minute tid bits" you want to do to spruce up the place - say, oh, a complete freaking driveway, another closet, etc. I'll just put on my walking boots, finger snap, and shout, "Next!"

For the love of all that is holy, what is up with sellers doing this? This is the second time we've approached a house that has sat on the market a while, and when we showed any interest, the seller suddenly decides to throw in a slew of as yet uncompleted renovations never before mentioned and raises the list price. Is this only happening in Louisiana? Is it a new trend? In all honesty, I'm ready to wash my hands of it and move to... I don't know. MAINE. Where ever. Sounds good to me.

On to other things...
Last night I added another 1k to my supposedly completed wip. I also found I need to move a relatively large scene from the beginning of the novella, closer to the center. *sigh* I'd hoped I'd have no major chops to do, that I'd only have to smooth everything out and add the luuurve scenes. No such luck. I did get one terribly difficult scene edited and out of the way, though, so by the time I put away my laptop yesterday I felt like I'd managed to clear a huge hurtle.

That's it for me today. Mini is busy with his toys for the moment, so I better take advantage of the distraction! Happy Monday!

Friday, October 05, 2007

My Desktop Free View

It's Friday, it's Friday, yes it's Friday... *booty dance* I'm sooo looking forward to this weekend, I can barely wait. Today, however, is another doctor day for Oldest, so after I take a run up to do banking and pay bills, we're off to see the quacks about Oldest's toes. Perhaps this doctor (since surely we're not gonna see the same one) will understand the concept of "remove the toenail it will be short til it grows back". *_*

Anyway, yesterday I was slacking along, being nosy and blog hopping to see what everyone has been up to, as well as visiting a few folk's T13s when - BAM! I read a friend's back entry and realize I've been tagged. (Ain't that just the way?)

The lovely and talented Ann Aguirre hath given me an unusual taggage to go around, and it seemed like such a neat idea I can't refuse. The object of the meme - to show people your desktop. Yay! Kinda gives me that vibe I'm about to be psychoanalyzed, but it's all in the name of fun, so count me in! ^_^ Drum roll please...


Take a good look, because I'm sure it won't be like this come Monday. I am one of those freaks that's never satisfied with the background. I keep a series of picture folders crammed full of stuff to turn into wallpaper - everything from family photos, to artsy-fartsy things, even snapshots taken of my doll collection. I just can't leave it alone. Sometimes my desktop changes more than once a day. And the wallpapers NEVER seem to match my icons. Like right now my icons are magic wands and fruit. Ha! Goes well with a winter lake, no? Not sure what this says about me on a deeper level, but there it is.

Despite the constant changes, the desktop stays pretty neat. I keep only immediate projects on the desktop so I can find what I'm looking for. If I'm not using it, or working on it at the moment, I remove it to a folder in "My Documents". Easy Peasy.

Okay. Now I know there were some rules to this game, so lemme see... Alrighty!
According to Ann, here's how you play...

A. Upon receiving this tag, immediately perform a screen capture of your desktop. It is best that no icons be deleted before the screen capture so as to add to the element of fun. You can do a screen capture by going to your desktop and pressing the Print Scrn key (located on the right side of the F12 key). Open a graphics program (like Picture Manager, Paint, or Photoshop) and do a Paste (CTRL + V).If you wish, you can "edit" the image, before saving it.

B. Post the picture in your blog. You can also give a short explanation on the look of your desktop just below it if you want. You can explain why you preferred such look or why is it full of icons. Things like that.

C. Tag five of your friends and ask them to give you a Free View of their desktop.

D. Add your name to this list of Free Viewers with a link pointing directly to your Desktop Free View post to promote it to succeeding participants.

Okay, I'm not sure who exactly reads my blog often enough to snare with taggage, but I'm gonna give it a shot.

Five friends I'm tagging for a Free View:

Isabelle, M.E., Nicole Reising, Cass, and Zinnia.

And previous Free Viewers: (I'm posting as links list instead of just names cuz I don't know most of these folks and because the next ppl in the list can just copy and paste from here. Hey, gotta make it easier for my fellow slacker!)

Hey! This really is pretty neat! Check out some of the links, I dare you. It's kind of like peeking into someone's medicine cabinet - only minus the chance of that whole box of marbles booby trap.

Happy Friday, everyone!

Thursday, October 04, 2007

If I Were A Starfish

In the past few days, I've received a HEAP (literally) of Publisher's Clearing House packets - you know, the ones that tell you you're an inch from winning a gabillion dollars, and when you open the envelope it contains all the leaflets of completely useless junk at inflated prices?

Looking at the stack of about seven envelopes waiting to be shredded, I can only imagine the trees we would have/could have saved if that kind of thing were outlawed. It could save me the frustration of tearing up every little scrap of paper with my personal information on it, and save a forest at the same freaking time.

Now that I think about it... Same thing with all those McDonalds and Burger King kid toys. Getting rid of them wouldn't necessarily save a forest, but I'm sure it would help the environment somehow. I imagine every landfill in the USA has a cluttered layer of Happy Meal junk securing it's place in our future as a fossil-to-be.

Ten thousand years from now (if humankind last that long) archaeologist will go to excavate some remote patch of US soil and strike a payload of "useless plastic artifacts". And I feel sorry for these poor scientific types wanting to test out each one to find it's former "significance". And you can just picture that too. Just like they do when they dig up a bronze age cup now and then. You know what I'm talking about, right? There's always that one guy on those history shows who's seriously excited about what he's found, even though doesn't know what the hell it is. He's the guy who stands up in front of the camera dressed like Indiana Jones and holds up a clay cup. In his best National Geographic voice, he says to the camera: "One must wonder what these primitive peoples used just such a cup for..."

Uh, dude. It's a cup. I imagine they drank out of it at some point. But that's just a guess. :P

Now imagine future man trying to work out the purpose of Happy Meal fodder. I do not envy that man's job.

At any rate, I sincerely hope McDonalds pays the designers of these bits of junk minimum wage because - daaamn. We bought Mini a kid's meal a few days ago and the toy he ended up with was this wacked-out, orange plastic squirrel holding up two peanuts. No kidding. You shake the squirrel, and the peanuts beat the sides of its head. Oh, but here's the best part - you get a short orange pencil with this thing, and if you place the pencil up the squirrel's *achem* tail, it's supposed to be a drawing toy too. Ooh, yay! I guess that's where all squirrels keep their pencils.


I bet you could smelt those useless peanut squirrels down to plastic sludge and repour them into something useful. Like a village of modular, plastic houses. They would last for so many years, and if something needed repairs you could just snap it apart, and put it back together again with a new part in place - a bit like giant legos.

It may sound nutty, and there would likely be some that would turn their nose up at this slap in the face of tradition and say, "But it's plastic." Yeah, yeah, I know...Houses shouldn't be made out of plastic. But have you seen what they can do with plastic these days? Or, heck, what they could do with it thirty years ago, for that matter? Just ask Strawberry Shortcake. She had a plastic house, and it wasn't anything to shake a stick at.

For those that might know better, yes, I realize this house is missing the porch swing, windowbox, mailbox, balcony deck rails and probably a dozen other things - but it's just for looks! And the point is, it's a three story house with a skylight. All plastic!

Get to it, McDonalds - smelt those toys!

On another note, check out that guy eating that deep fried starfish! That pic is from the AP news or some such place. And I thought deep fried Twinkies and Snickers bars were strange.

It's that time again...

Thirteen Foods (you can have without guilt during the induction phaze of the Atkins' Diet)

1.) butter
2.) roast beef
3.) cheese
4.) bacon
5.) lobster
6.) shrimp
7.) brussel sprouts
8.) cream cheese clouds
9.) pork rinds
10.) eggs
11.) salad with everything except carrots and tomatoes
12.) filet minon
13.) leafy greens

I post this list mainly as a reminder to myself. LOL! Happy T13 everyone! ^_^

Wednesday, October 03, 2007

Na-Na Na Na-Na-Na

If you ever need a reminder of your true age, buzz around for a while. Whether you are 24 or 84, the things you find on there will have you checking for wrinkles and ear cobwebs in no time flat. ^_^ At least I know by the comments on the site I'm not the only ancient soul that remembers the J. Geils Band. Ha!

You know, I remember a time when the song lyrics didn't sound quite so... sleezy? *_* LOL! The song still rocks though, and video is worth watching just to see Peter Wolf's little geeky classroom dance.(This is also obviously before they began putting cosmetically manufactured women in videos. It's amazing to see how far fashion and beauty ideals have changed!)

Last night I stayed up til about 2 am working on a particular chapter that - I don't know exactly. It doesn't gel right for me. Something's wrong with it. I picked it apart and rewrote it, adding and taking away until I couldn't make out what I was doing anymore because I'd read over it so many times. I made good progress on the section though, better than I have since last week, and so I'm not happy with that. I'm going to finish that up today and start on a new section.

I haven't updated much about the house hunt in quite a while. There hasn't been a lot of forward progress, although we have still been out and about looking. The owners of the dream house are still remodeling it, trying to do a last dash to boost the property value, I imagine. Hubby and I talked days ago, and we both agreed that if they're going to sell us the house, they're going to have to get on with it. We've tried to call them twice in the past few days, but they haven't returned our calls. We know there is no one else interested in the house at this point, so we can only guess they are trying to stall as much as possible.

I understand what they're doing, everyone wants more money out of their house, and they've put A LOT of time, money, and effort into updating. But with the whole Parish area in decline like it is, they're likely just throwing their money away. A couple of similar houses have cropped up on the market here in the last month, and they are a fraction of what these folks are asking. The location of their home is the only plus.

Now, if we are to be of any help to my parents, we need to be out by the end of the year and in a new place. Given how long it takes to push the paperwork through (which is really a lot of bullshit, in my opinion) it would take us at least a month to get everything in place to actually hand over any money. So, this will have to be done sometime around November - no later. Otherwise, my parents will have to rent somewhere before taking over our house. And well, if they have to sign a lease, they'll be as good as trapped.

So, after yet another unsuccessful attempt to reach the sellers of the dream house, I called about another place - this one is actually owned by a couple my parents are acquainted with. The house is a traditional 2 story (nothing fancy-schmancy) with a full porch, 3 bedrooms, and 3.5 bathrooms. There is a loft upstairs with sliding glass doors that lead out onto an upper story balcony deck = which overlooks the backyard and a lower deck that extends all the way across the back of the house. (I saw it and though - OMG, we'd totally have to gate off this deck, and the French doors, AND the inside staircase to keep Mini from clutzing it down some stairs.)

The house needs a bit of sheetrock work inside, but the owners gave me the estimate for repairs (you could even hear papers shuffling as we talked on the phone!), she said they would have the work done and simply add to the contract price if we were interested. She also had a recent appraisal in hand, and I learned from her that an actual appraisal in our area is only good for 90 days, so yeah - the appraisal is very recent.

They are selling for about 15k less than the appraisal value for this house (after repairs), and the woman told me that if that house wasn't to our liking, they had two others they are looking to get rid of quickly. Also, they will sell additional acreage (the house itself comes with 2 acres) for $4k an acre extra. From what I understood, she and her husband are selling everything so they can move down south to live near their family. She said no reasonable offer would be refused.

When Hubby got home from work, I told him about the phone call, and I thought he wasn't too impressed. However, I got a text from him at work this morning saying he was leaning toward making an offer on this house. Or, purchasing a few acres from them, and having a house built. So there's a step forward. *booty dance*

I better get started on my wip. Wednesday... What happened to Monday? Ah well, hope you all have a great day!

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

Rare Ingredients?

Yesterday I drove to Ruston to get the prescription filled that I got from the dermatologist. After several days of icing down my hands because they've been bugging me, it decided it was time to bite the bullet and find a pharmacy that carries the medicine.

Up until that point, I'd tried every pharmacy in my area, and with each one it was the same thing. I'd show up and they'd tell me "Oh, we can get that". But they'd put in an order for it - what turns out to be a kind of special hand lotion - only to call me back two days later saying they can't seem to get one ingredient for the mix.

So, today I called my mom over, and we scoured the phonebook until we found a compounding pharmacy. We read off the prescription as best as possible to the people over the phone, and BINGO! Finally, we had a hit. They said they had the stuff to blend this lotion in stock.

Since Mini was still running a bit of temp from his puke-a-thon yesterday, he stayed with his grams while I took the Jeep on an out of town expedition for this lotion.

I didn't anticipate I'd be gone for so long, but what should've been a 1-2 hour trip, turned into 3. There was road construction on the way there, which slowed me down by about thirty minutes. The pharmacy itself was easy enough to find, but I parked in a place that later turned out to be a nightmare to back out of during the height of midmorning traffic.

Anyway, the compounding pharmacy took my 'script, and I filled out the info sheet. They then told me it would be an hour before I could pick up my stuff. *forehead smack* I don't know why, but I thought since we'd called and they had the ingredients, it wouldn't take that long. Bad me. They were apparently backed up by several orders, so I checked my cell phone for the time and left. The place NO benches, and NO items to browse. Seriously. It was an empty store with a pharamacy in back. Odd. So, I had to find something to do for an hour while waiting.

If I'd thought to bring a notebook, or my laptop, I could've gone to the library. But I didn't use any foresight beyond getting my prescription filled, so I ended up driving around until finally I dropped by my Godfather's dental practice to see if he was busy. He didn't have a lot of patients when I came in, so after a few minutes of idle chatting he looked at me and said, "When was the last time you had xrays taken?" I honestly couldn't remember.

So, I had a few Xrays taken - kind of a bizarre thing to do to pass the time, I guess, but it worked in a pinch. By the time my Xrays were through and we had a chance to look at them, it was time to go back to the pharmacy. (My teeth are in great shape, BTW.)

I went back across town, and this time I parked on a side street instead of right in front of the pharmacy - to save myself the trouble of trying to back out into oncoming noon traffic after my pick up. Ha! See how brilliant I am? :P They had my pick up ready when I walked in, and they even remembered my name. Not too shabby. I guess that can be counted though as a partial discount though, because that 3.5 ounces of hand lotion cost a staggering $70.00. What can you do though?

So, I carried my little baggie out to the Jeep and opened it to find what looks like an old school jar of Elmer's Paste. *_* The pharmacist assured me the stuff would last a while, and I'm hoping he's right. I rubbed some of this stuff on my hands and it is awesome.

When I got home (back through all that road construction!) Mini was sacked out. My mom was rocking him in the recliner. She'd worn him out. She knew he wasn't feeling well, but still took him outside to play in the swing, romp in the grass and all that stuff. It worried me a bit at first, what with his fever and all, but he didn't seem to get sick later in the day. So it's all good.

I didn't get much writing done at all, though. After settling Mini to bed, I opened my wip, but couldn't grasp where I was headed with it. After about twenty minutes of struggling with it, I shut it down and settled for reading a bit. The story isn't bad, I don't know what's holding me back. Whatever the case, today I must make up for lost time. Things have just been so hectic it's hard to stay focused. That will be my goal for today though - a full chapter rewritten. It's the least I can do to pull myself back on track.

That's it for me today. I need to break out the wip. I hope you all have a snazzy Tuesday!