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If I were cool enough to have a band this would be our name & album cover

I learned how to use photoshop just for this! Of course when I say “learned” I mean I only figured out how to do this one thing & the rest is a complete mystery to me. But perhaps when I have a free decade I’ll finally figure out how to make it work.

In the meantime, I caught the copy bug again and decided to do this fantastically cool album cover meme from sweetney. So, voila! Here it is!! Do you like? Huh? Do ya?


If you’d like to try one of your own, then: following these easy steps (rules courtesy of Best Week Ever):

  1. Go to “Wikipedia.” Hit “random” and the first article you get is the name of your band.
  2. Then go to “Random Quotations” and the last four or five words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album.
  3. Then, go to Flickr and click on “Explore the Last Seven Days” and the third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.
  4. Use Photoshop or some other image editor to add text & spiffify.
  5. Post a link to your band’s album cover here! Let’s see whattcha got people.

Enough for now,

***Thank you for the image I used for my album!!!***


I seem to have forgotten I have a blog

I am not entirely certain if I haven’t written a word on this blog in nearly one month’s time because I have nothing to say (which isn’t wholly true) or I’m too dag gum busy (which is wholly true) or some other reason that escapes my tired brain… oh, yes, I remember now, a couple things called Facebook & Twitter. Between the two of them and my regular every day family/life/work stuff I manage to stay quite occupied. But I am still alive and kicking for those of you who only know me through this blog.

It’s also the start of a new year, which means that I have to assemble all the data from 2008 into a legible, manageable form to present to the CPA so he can in turn assemble our tax filings. And I have to do this for both our business and our personal records since I am the anal number cruncher of the family.

So until I can get my head in gear to post something of interest to me (because it’s all about me, really), it might be a bit light around here for awhile. We shall see.

In the mean time, here is something that did manage to make me laugh so hard I was crying & my stomach ache from using muscles that haven’t been used in over three months (that would be about the time I did my last workout, truth be known). And frankly, I’m not super happy with that situation which makes me think I’ll be gettin’ back to the gym next week. Hopefully.

Enough for now,

Operation NICE – Such a NICE idea

Everyday I get an email from Daily Candy. Check it out cause it is always down with the latest, greatest, bestest information. Today they sent out the email to include a link to Operation Nice which I’ve linked below. We should all be nicer to each other and here’s a great site to remind us! With helpful tips included!

Operation NICE

Coolest thing EVAH, right here

I actually got to write a chapter for the coolest website called ChapterBytes! I am posting my chapter below but if you go here, then you can read it from the beginning, which is a must ~btw.
Please to enjoy!

Evan had no problem agreeing to help Richard Constantine. His mother had worked for Richard for many, many years and he hardly remembered a time without him in their lives. It was always satisfying to help Richard when he was needed, preparing meals for him when his cook was away or whatever other task needed to be done. It was just a small repayment for all the generosity he had bestowed upon Evan & his mother through the years.

It took no time whatsoever for him to consent to the task. Really there had been little difficulty accepting the generous offer; full payment for culinary school, an apartment, and a car. It was a dream come true for Evan, to make his life’s wish a reality.

What he had never counted on, could never have imagined would happen, was that he would fall so completely in love with the daughter he had been paid to watch over. The same girl who was fitfully sleeping in the hospital bed next to him. Oh, she had scared the crap out of him with her whole ‘I’m just gonna walk myself out of this hospital’ stunt. But the crash to the floor ended her escape plan and stripped about 10 years off his life.

What at mess. How was he going to tell her the truth about himself? When could he tell her the truth? At what point would she ever believe that his feelings for her were legitimate, that it wasn’t just about the money. Mal, I love you. I’ve loved you from minute one when I saw you sitting in that first culinary course. But I’ve been paid by your father, your real father to watch over you. Oh, yeah, that sure would go over well. He imagined the resulting banishment from her life.

Yes, he was pretty sure she’d never accept him when she found out the truth. And he didn’t blame her. It seemed a set-up from the start, his appearance in her life timed with her beginning courses at the academy and the relationship he was trying to build with her. She’d probably only see that he had been around to spy on her, tried to use her. Despite the fact that he truly wanted to be a chef and was attending the academy out of the genuine desire to one day open his own restaurant. She had to know that part was real. Their time together cooking was testament to his love for it, his skill. And their time together as friends, the camaraderie they shared, and the attraction they felt as evidence of his attachment to her, his desire for her.

Malorie began to stir, coming to consciousness again. “Evan? Are you still here?” she asked in a groggy voice.

He could hear the whispering of machines coming from the bedside of the patient next to Mal. God, how he hated the hospital. Any hospital. Every hospital. They reeked of sickness, death, and always reminded him of his father struggling to live while the cancer ate at him from the inside like colonies of termites eating away at the timbers of a home. And had it only been a few months since his own hospital visit? It suddenly felt like years to him.

“Yes, Mal, I’m still here. So it seems like our roles have reversed now.” He quietly replied smiling down at her, “what was it you wanted to tell me?”

Slowly Mal shifted in the bed to face Evan. Her long curly hair was a tangled mess around her beautiful face. He wished that he could brush her hair. His desire to gently stroke her lovely saddened face, little by little, to remove all signs of distress that lined her visage was almost overwhelming him. Finally, she settled in a semi-reclining position reaching out to take his hands into her own fragile cold grasp.

“Thank you for being here for me and for staying with me this whole time. I’m not sure I can find the words to tell you how much it means to me not to wake up alone in this hospital.” She shivered slightly as she made that declaration. “Thank you for calling my Mother, too.” She smiled weakly. “I – I wanted to explain why you saw me leaving that restaurant with Jack, he wanted to have time alone with me to clarify or really to at last tell me the truth of what happened with our relationship and his total disappearance; he told me so many things. I was stunned and shocked by his confessions. To say the least.”

She sighed deeply and began again more adamantly, “Evan, I want to be honest with you, none of that matters, not one piece of crap that happened with him in the past matters now, because it fully became clear to me that I don’t love him anymore.” He could see the relief and happiness shining in her eyes. “I ran from you and him outside that restaurant because I needed more time to come to terms with what he had revealed to me. I wasn’t prepared yet to tell you how I felt or to tell him that it was over, so utterly over, with no possibility of us ever being together again. Somewhere inside me I guess I thought that maybe if I ran away and quit the academy that I’d never have to face Jack again and that I’d avoid hurting you with my betrayal. It’s silly thinking about it, telling it to you now, I know. But it’s what I believed in that moment.”

“Oh Mal,” he began, squeezing her hands, feeling them finally warm-up, “thank you for being so open with me about why you were with him and for telling me what your true feelings are for me. I’ve wanted to tell you something for so long. Something that has been tearing me up and I just don’t know the right way to – to…”

Before he could finish his words, the nurse hurried in, “Ms. Shawe, I need a couple minutes to check on your vitals, can you please sit up so that I can take your blood pressure? Thanks Love.”

Evan looked around the nurse to say, “Mal, listen, there is something important that I have to tell you before any more time passes, you need to know that there’s an investigation that’s been started against Celine and Jack.”

“What? Wait, what did you say? What do you mean an investigation? For what?” She stammered. Abruptly the memory of Jack and Celine sitting together in the waiting room, with Jack’s hand covering Celine’s, barged into her consciousness.

“They think it wasn’t an accident that you were hit by Celine’s car, they’re investigating the connection between Celine and Jack, and – Professor Talbot may be involved.” He replied truthfully.

And here is where I steal another meme…

I was twittering again and came across a blog of awesomeness.  While thumbing through some pages, I found this intellectual, I can make myself feel better about my intellectualness or maybe give myself another thing to feel guilty about cause I’ve read only a quarter of these books so I’m not really an intellectual, listing of books.  I’m just saying.  But why not give it a go!  So when you’re done reading mine, copy the Key & List from here and then paste into your own space… be it myspace or blog or what have you. Don’t forget to change your answers. Otherwise we’d be like twins or something, OMG!  


  • Bold the books you have already read
  • Italicize the books you intend to read
  • My commentary in parenthenses for your enjoyment.  Cause I got something to say about it, ‘K. 


  1. Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen
  2. The Lord of the Rings by J. R. R. Tolkien
  3. Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte 
  4. Harry Potter series by J. K. Rowling (not gonna do it, I don’t have to do what EVERYONE else is doing)
  5. To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee
  6. The Bible
  7. Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte
  8. Nineteen Eighty Four by George Orwell (I loved this book in HS and still love it. Just don’t let me get on the soapbox about those spying google / government satellite photos. Heh)
  9. His Dark Materials by Philip Pullman
  10. Great Expectations by Charles Dickens
  11. Little Women by Louisa May Alcott
  12. Tess of the D’Urbervilles by Thomas Hardy
  13. Catch 22 by Joseph Heller
  14. Complete Works of Shakespeare
  15. Rebecca by Daphne Du Maurier ( I saw the movie, does this count?)
  16. The Hobbit by J. R. R. Tolkien (I’m pretty sure I started to read this at one point in junior high but never finished it)
  17. Birdsong by Sebastian Faulks
  18. Catcher in the Rye by JD Salinger
  19. The Time Traveler’s Wife by Audrey Niffenegger
  20. Middlemarch by George Eliot
  21. Gone With The Wind by Margaret Mitchell  (And I own the movie, so I should get additional points, right?!)
  22. The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald (Saw this movie, too. Robert Redford was delicious.)
  23. Bleak House by Charles Dickens
  24. War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy
  25. The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams (Yep, watched & adored this movie. I’m beginning to see a pattern)
  26. Brideshead Revisited by Evelyn Waugh (RREEEEAAALLLY want to see this movie!)
  27. Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoyevsky
  28. Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck
  29. Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll
  30. The Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Grahame
  31. Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy
  32. David Copperfield by Charles Dickens
  33. Chronicles of Narnia by CS Lewis
  34. Emma by Jane Austen
  35. Persuasion by Jane Austen
  36. The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe by CS Lewis
  37. The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini
  38. Captain Corelli’s Mandolin by Louis De Bernieres
  39. Memories of a Geisha by Arthur Golden (again, movie)
  40. Winnie the Pooh by AA Milne
  41. Animal Farm by George Orwell
  42. The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown (No desire to read the book however did see the movie.)
  43. One Hundred Years of Solitude, Gabriel Garcia Marquez
  44. A Prayer for Owen Meaney by John Irving
  45. The Woman in White by Wilkie Collins
  46. Anne of Green Gables by LM Montgomery
  47. Far From The Madding Crowd by Thomas Hardy
  48. The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood
  49. Lord of the Flies by William Golding (CRAZY movie)
  50. Atonement by Ian McEwan ( HELLLLO!?  Can you say James McAvoy?  Amazing in this movie)
  51. Life of Pi by Yann Martel (I know someone who read this and she kinda did a book report on it… does that count?  Maybe for partial credit?)
  52. Dune by Frank Herbert
  53. Cold Comfort Farm by Stella Gibbons
  54. Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen
  55. A Suitable Boy by Vikram Seth
  56. The Shadow of the Wind by Carlos Ruiz Zafon
  57. A Tale Of Two Cities by Charles Dickens
  58. Brave New World by Aldous Huxley
  59. The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time by Mark Haddon
  60. Love In The Time Of Cholera by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
  61. Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck
  62. Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov
  63. The Secret History by Donna Tartt
  64. The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold 
  65. Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas
  66. On The Road by Jack Kerouac
  67. Jude the Obscure by Thomas Hardy
  68. Bridget Jones’s Diary by Helen Fielding
  69. Midnight’s Children by Salman Rushdie
  70. Moby Dick by Herman Melville
  71. Oliver Twist by Charles Dickens
  72. Dracula by Bram Stoker
  73. The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett
  74. Notes From A Small Island by Bill Bryson
  75. Ulysses by James Joyce
  76. The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath
  77. Swallows and Amazons by Arthur Ransome
  78. Germinal by Emile Zola
  79. Vanity Fair by William Makepeace Thackeray
  80. Possession by AS Byatt
  81. A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens
  82. Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell
  83. The Color Purple by Alice Walker
  84. The Remains of the Day by Kazuo Ishiguro
  85. Madame Bovary by Gustave Flaubert
  86. A Fine Balance by Rohinton Mistry
  87. Charlotte’s Web by EB White
  88. The Five People You Meet In Heaven by Mitch Albom
  89. Adventures of Sherlock Holmes by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
  90. The Faraway Tree Collection by Enid Blyton
  91. Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad
  92. The Little Prince by Antoine De Saint-Exupery
  93. The Wasp Factory by Iain Banks
  94. Watership Down by Richard Adams
  95. A Confederacy of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole
  96. A Town Like Alice by Nevil Shute
  97. The Three Musketeers – Alexandre Dumas
  98. Hamlet by William Shakespeare
  99. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory by Roald Dahl (Have seen both versions of this movie and although NOTHING comes close to the original, I do have to say that the new one draws you in with it’s creepiness)
  100. Les Miserables by Victor Hugo

Blogging in the airport

Hey, how cool is this?! I’m blogging on my iPhone using the new WordPress iPhone blog feature!
We are getting ready to go to Las Vegas for our anniversary. The one I sort of forgot about. This is our 13th anniversary. My, my, my, how time flies. We are staying at the Venetian Hotel and the last time we stayed there was three years ago. Pumpkin was only 4 months old & I was still breast feeding. So yeah, we had to do the pump n’ dump thing. Probably that was too much information.
So as usual the airport is the most fascinating place to people watch. And craziest small world ever encounter, we ran into one of my friends from HS! She was on her way to Vegas with her two little boys & her mom. Its funny but we only seem to run into each other at the airport going to Vegas. It happened a couple years ago too.

Fits and Starts

Since I never seem to have enough time or energy to write and FINISH a post these days, I’m implementing a new Fits & Starts program whereby I will write in totally incomplete sentences with terrible punctuation and unfinished posts.  Which means, I will be making brief entries that will continue at a later date not necessarily in order.  As much as I’d like to craft each post into a mini-story with as much humor as possible, I’m getting bogged down by my need to obsessively check for spelling, grammer, and punctuation.  So no more! 

Good luck!  And I hope you enjoy above mentioned randomness…


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