Life As a Nonsmoker

Life as a nonsmoker is interesting. Despite telling myself I wouldn't, I'm pretty sure I've gained some weight. I refuse to weigh myself because that will just be counterproductive. I quit smoking. I'm going to gain weight. It's just a fact. I'll do my best to not eat bad things, but it's not always going to happen. As soon as I get my life back, I'll try to fix all these issues.

It's just that the whole weight gain thing takes such a backseat to all the personality and mood swings going on. I just don't feel like myself. I can't relax. I'm always tense. The only thing that I want to do to fix it is eat, but I can't. Or I will eat and then I'll feel like a glutton and guilt trip myself. My weekends are never as relaxing as they used to be.

I'm working on finding alternatives. I'm looking to find ways to relax and work out. Hopefully at one time. Like walking. Or jogging. I'd really love to swim, but my crazy anxiety springs up at the thought of going to one of those indoor swim places and wearing a bathing suit in front of all those people. So swimming will have to hold off for now.

Then there's work. I still do the same things at work I used to do, but they aren't broken apart by smoke breaks anymore. When I took a smoke break that was my time to mull over a problem and come up with a solution. That was my time to think. Of course I could go outside anyway, but do you know how dorky I would look just standing there for no reason? After lunch, I will walk the length of the building (we are part of a warehouse so our building is huge!) and that helps. But it's just one time. Oh and then there's lunch. I just wait and wait for lunchtime. Then I want snacks. I limit myself to yogurt and stuff like that, but I obsess over it. It's not good.

Oh and I've started to limit my soda intake, but not as much as I'd like. During the day at work it's easy to drink water while I'm sitting at my desk, but at home, I always reach for the soda first. I don't have the willpower to tell my husband to stop buying it like I should. I really need to work on it more. But at least I am drinking water, so that's good. Soda I limit to meal time.

Then there's just me. I can't tell you how many times I think to myself that just one cigarette would make everything ok again. There would be no more mood swings. No more crying for no apparent reason. No more craving food on a constant basis. All would be alright again. But I know it's a lie. And I'd have to start all over again. And I would hate myself. And I would hate disappointing everybody who is so proud of me.

So I continue on. Even when it feels like hell. Even when I feel my pants getting tighter. Even when things taste funny for no apparent reason. I will get past this part and be a (different) normal person again.

I've been a non-smoker 72 days now. It's something...

Monday Ramble

This past weekend was spent getting used to this big hole in our lives. Every time I go out to the garage where Sheena lived for the past couple weeks, it feels so empty. I was so used to stepping over her to make my coffee or go into the refrigerator. My husband took out her bed and her blanket. I guessed he couldn't stand to look at it anymore.

Saturday I spent all day in bed with a heating pad. If you're a woman, you'll understand what I mean. I was going to watch some movies but instead ended up watching a Living Single marathon on TV. I love that show! This was a celebrity costar marathon as well. It was really funny. I wonder if they have that show on DVD yet? No, Melly! Bad girl!

*cough* Sorry about that.

Sunday I read some ebooks and did laundry. Not to mention watching football...of course. I watched the Redskins get beaten by St. Louis. But I had already predicted they would. When I saw how bad St. Louis's record was, I said, oh yeah, they are going to go into this game thinking easy win and then choke. And I was right! Sadly, enough. Three turnovers??? WTF? C'mon!

Crap...now I need to hurry up and get ready. I'm moving slow this morning. Oh, but I do have an interview set up for this week! And I'm still working on the many other I need to do. This blog will be back to normal in no time! Whatever normal is...

Happy Columbus Day! To those who have the day off... I hate you! ;o)

What now?

Funny Stuff & Myspace layouts

Right after I posted yesterday's blog, I walked outside to leave when I noticed my hood was up and my driver's side door open. Umm...WTF? I knew immediately this wasn't right. I walked back to the house to get my husband. He told me to try and start the engine. It wouldn't turn over. He looked down into the engine and said, "Someone took your coil wire."

What?

Yes, someone overlooked my BIL's expensive car and went straight to my Chevy Blazer. And..stole...a...coil...wire. My husband went out and bought a new one for $39.99. And it only cost that much because you have to buy all the wires in a kit. This was worth committing a crime over?

My glove compartment was also opened and my registration on the floor. I'm not sure what that was about. Our only theory is that they needed to know the year of the car.

We called the police and an officer from the sheriff's dept came out and took a report, but WTF? I'm still not sure who would do this, but my husband had me park the Blazer in front of the house (so he can look out and see it) and lock it tight.

*sigh* What is this world coming to?

Fashion Challenged

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I went shopping yesterday. It was some retail therapy to cheer me up since I still can't find anything I need. It's awful when you have no access to your "stuff".

I bought a few new outfits for work since a few pieces are still missing and because what I do have is getting a little ragged. Does anyone else still get excited about wearing new clothes? It was like when I was in school and I couldn't wait for everyone to see my new outfit. I wake up all excited to take my shower and put on my new clothes. It's not like these clothes are really very exciting. Just some slacks and tops. But they are new!

My son also picked out some new clothes for himself. On the way to the store, I told him he needed clothes and he whined and cried about how he had enough clothes. But when I got done in the woman's section, I found him in the men's section (men's!) with a cart full of clothes-including jeans, t-shirts and sweatshirts. He even bought a hat! And he doesn't usually wear hats. It cost me an arm and a leg, but I'm happy to see him interested in his own clothes. I used to just pick out things for him and it was always hit or miss whether he'd like them or not. It was a PITA.

He seemed to be a little more upbeat about getting ready to go to school this morning too. He was dressed in all new clothes and was out to the bus stop early! Although, as I was watching him get on the bus, he did lose his shoe. He was stepping on the bus and oops! Shoe fell off. I gave a little sympathy groan for him, but I'm sure he played it off. *grin* He is my son! "Shoe fell off? I meant for that to happen. Yeah...that's how I roll."

Now it's time for me to get ready for work. In my new clothes!!!

P.S: I still need to work on interviews. So again, if you're waiting for one, please be patient with me! My routine is all out of wack so it'll take me a little while to adjust.

A blog about nothing

I really don't have a lot to blog about. After the move, I did nothing all weekend. I watched Grey's Anatomy Season 4 on DVD since I never finished it.

I finally found most of my clothes yesterday. I spent the weekend in sweatpants and a t-shirt. Definitely not the most productive time of my life.

I meant to put together interviews and maybe even get back to writing, but my brain wasn't working, so if I owe you anything, I'll be working on it this week! I feel rested now and ready to get back to life.

This past summer and now September has been a crazy time in my life, but I'm hoping its calming down a bit now.

Now it's time to get ready for work...blah...Monday.

It's 2:30 in the morning...

And I'm still working. Help! Send professional movers! ;)

Clothes Monster

It's 12:22 in the morning and I'm neck deep in clothes. Not just clothes that we wear day to day, but somehow a pile of clothes grew in our closet. It's insane. So how come I can never find anything to wear???

I'm tired. But I drank some coffee so I'm in it for the long haul. Sleep? Who needs sleep? We need to be out of here by noon tomorrow, so it has to be done.

Oh! I did get to watch Grey's Anatomy and it was GREAT. I was sooo excited to see that they're pulling the team together and acting more like a hospital. But I won't say more for those who DVR'd it. After all, I haven't seen The Office yet and don't want to be spoiled. I guess I'll have to look online for it this weekend.

The mountain of clothes are mocking me for sitting here. They are taller than I am. Of course I am sitting on the floor, but that's beside the point. I was really trying to be organized about this, but now I'm thinking I'll get bag it all and sort it out later.

Pray I don't get strangled by a pair of rabid khaki's....

Random Thoughts...

Don't you just hate it when you're reading a book and they mention doing the Macarena at a wedding and now you can't get that damn song out of your head??? Grr...

And of course the only part I can remember, "Hey, Macarena!" So it's on an endless loop in my head. It's enough to make someone want to stick a pen in their ears... Ugh.

C-c-c-changes

There is a lot going on in my world right now, so if I seem a bit distracted on my blog, I apologize. In addition to my son starting high school (which has brought on its own changes, some good and some bad), we are going to be moving out again--probably this week, and my job is not going to be the same come October 1st. I'm not entirely sure what's going to happen with either of these things since it's still kind of up in the air at the moment.

But in the meantime, I don't want to neglect my blog, so if anyone would like a shot at guest blogging, let me know! Oh, and I'm always looking for interviews!!! Please put the word out there to any writers or anyone who you'd think would have fun with it.

Yesterday I was watching a NASCAR race. My first race in a long time and it brought me back to where my whole writing dream began. I want to find that magic again. I'm hoping I'll be ready soon. It's time.

Fall is upon us. A season of change. Whether we like it or not...

I miss summer already.

My New Precious!

My husband went out and got me a new laptop tonight! Well, my mom gave us the money and my husband picked it out. I just sat at home being lazy. ;) Actually, the stronger antibiotic I got on Tuesday are just kicking my butt. I feel sooo sick and drowsy. But it's working, so I can't complain too much!

Anyway, my new laptop is a Gateway and it's awesome! I'm still transferring all my old files over from the other laptop. I just hope it stays up long enough to finish! (That's what she said).

Okie-dokie, time to go back to playing with my baby. Just need to figure out what I need to do next. I guess it's time to stop petting it while saying, "My Precious"

It's sad that I have to give up the laptop my dad picked out for me, but my husband said he felt like my dad was with him tonight helping him pick out the computer, so that will do.

Thanks Mom and Dad.

Feeling Better

I'm feeling so much better today! It's just been crazy! I don't know why everything always has to be so difficult for me when I have a toothache.

Tuesday, I got ready for my appointment, determined I was going to demand pain killers this time. Enough was enough. For the last day or two before that, I'd practically been in tears thinking they didn't care and wanted me to be in pain. (I get emotional when I hurt).

I get to the dentist at nine, which I'm positive is the time they told me, but they tell me my appointment is at 10. Fine, whatever. I leave and go to Target, which is in the shopping center right next door. No, I did not plan that. Ok, maybe I did. ;) Grey's Anatomy was out on DVD (I have my priorities!) and I'd planned on going after my appointment anyway.

I kill time in Target. I buy two books, Grey's and some stuff from their dollar section. The office manager at the dentist office had told me to go get some coffee or something, but I'm one of those people who won't eat or drink anything before seeing a dentist since I'd just brushed my teeth. So I'm definitely not drinking coffee!

When I get back to the dentist office, there's not a parking space to be found. There's a big gym a couple doors down, which must've had someone famous in there or something (Richard Simmons?) because a hour ago the parking lot was almost empty. Whatever. I park out back.

After I hike back to the dentist office, I sit down and start reading Agnes and the Hitman by Jennifer Crusie and Bob Mayer. When they call me back, one of the dental assistants asks me, "How are you?"

I tell her, "I'm in a lot of pain."

When the dentist walks over, the first thing I notice is that it's not the same dentist I had before. I'm pretty sure this guy is like the main dentist. I tell him what happened, and how Sunday my husband had paged them since I was in so much pain I was crying, and how no one answered the page. They knew all about this since someone did finally call my husband Monday. So while I'm sitting there he makes it a point to call in his office manager and tell her that they need to fix the answering service. Today. Immediately.

He then explains to me that the lady I'd had the week before had given him my file to look at. I have a rare nerve in my tooth that does not just go straight up and down, but forks like a V. He tells me that he could open up the tooth and try to help me, but there is no guarantee, or I can go to an Endodontics Specialist who has a better chance of helping me. When I agree to that, he tells the assistant to call the one they refer people to and to make me an appointment. He tells me that the money I spent for the root canal on Wednesday will be refunded to me.

The assistant comes back and tells me that they will see me in an hour...and it's in another town. When she asks me if I know where it is, I must look confused (and blonde) because the dentist tells her to Map Quest it for me. They were very nice and kissing my butt, which tells me that they know they made a mistake.

The next thing you know I'm in the car on the way to the endodontist. It was one of those surreal moments where you're wondering, "How did I get here?" I didn't even call work because I thought it was just a consultation or something. Oh, how wrong I was!

When I get there, I have to fill out millions of forms. Then they call me back. I wait for a long time, but I guess that's because they had to fit me in. When the specialist finally comes to see me, he's very nice and very concerned. He wants to drain the abscess and do another root canal. He explains to me what the other dentist explains to me; that I have a rare tooth and that even for him, it will be tricky.

Let me just say right here that I'm glad I know why the first dentist wasn't able to complete my root canal, but that I wish someone had properly explained that. I also wish someone had given me an antibiotic the first day or told me that it might become abscessed. I've never known a dentist or doctor causing more pain than before you walked in. I'm still not even sure why it became abscessed. Everything was such a blur on Tuesday. I wasn't expecting to go through such an ordeal of pain as I did.

I'm not going to go into details about the procedures I had done or the root canal. It's not for the squeamish. Let me just say that there was no going to work for me after that.

When I left they gave me more painkillers (two different kinds) and a stronger antibiotic, so now I'm on two of them.

My chin is still a little puffy, but not as bad as it was. It still aches at night where they drained it at. I have to go back next Wednesday and I'm not really sure what he's going to do. I'm a bit scared.

What really sucks is that while this was going on another tooth started bothering me. *sigh* I don't even know what to do about that. Do I go back to this dentist? Was what happened a fluke? Should I trust them? Not to mention, I think I've used all my insurance on this one tooth.

Then there is my laptop, which keeps shutting down without notice. It's shut down like five times since I started this post. I'm not sure what to do with it since my dad was the one who always fixed my computers before. I'll probably have to buy a new one and give this one to my brother to play with, but it makes me sad. My dad gave me this one and it even has the Jimmie Johnson wallpaper he made me for me on it.

So there's a lot going on right now and not just with my tooth and I'm dealing with it. But man... I would just like to have one good week.

It's 9/11 today and I feel like I should say something, but I'm not sure what. Seven years. It's hard to believe it's been that long.

Well, need to finish this up before my computer shuts down again...grr.... I'll be back tomorrow with pictures! No, don't worry, it's not of my tooth. ;)

BRB

I'll probably be missing for a couple days. My computer is giving me problems and I went back to the dentist again today. They made me an emergency appointment with an endodontics specialist, who drained my abscess and did another root canal. Fun! But I did get pain killers...finally.

Anyway, I'll be back soon and I'll have another interview! :)

Still in Pain

After the root canal on Wednesday, my jaw started to swell up and hurt...a lot. But I thought that was probably normal after a root canal. Well, by yesterday, the pain was worse than before I went to the dentist and I couldn't take it anymore. Even my coworkers noticed how swollen and red my jaw was.

I left work early and they fit me in for an appointment. They took me back and the dentist (a different one from the one I had before), filed down my tooth a little. She said that I was biting down on it wrong, which was causing the problem. She also gave me an antibiotic.

When I mentioned the pain, she said that the filing it down and antibiotic was going to make the pain go away. Oh really? Because that's what they told me Wednesday and look how well that worked out!

So last night I had another restless night. I have a schedule of OTC drugs down to the hour. I have to write them down so I don't take too much. I've also been taking the antibiotics but they haven't kicked in yet. My chin is still swollen and red and sometimes I feel myself want to drool a little. Fun!

If the pain doesn't go away by tomorrow, I'm never going to this dentist again. Well, I might go back Tuesday to get the crown done so that this tooth doesn't fracture, but then that's it. Who heard of a dentist that doesn't try to help with the pain? I was almost crying yesterday. If they don't like prescribing pain medication, they could just give me a couple days worth. All this OTC medication cannot be good on my stomach.

Anyway... The other morning I was up and in pain and I found something on YouTube that made me smile. Does anyone remember the "Carlton dance" on Fresh Prince of Bel-Air? Well, someone made a compilation of his dances. I love Alfonso! :o)



I hope everyone is having a good weekend!

I'm Back!

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Yes, I only missed a day of blogging, I know. But since I really didn't have a real blog Monday or Tuesday either, I feel like I'm been missing for awhile.

Yesterday, I finally called in sick and went to the dentist. I was feeling achy and sick and was afraid the tooth was infected.

I went to the dentist expecting to get antibiotics and painkillers and instead got a root canal. How rude! Most dentists I've been to in the past will refer you to another dentist first, but these people just did it right there! They numbed me up (oh how much I hate when they do that. You'll just feel a little pinch...uh-huh, right) and started drilling away.

The other problem was that they had fit me into the schedule, so the dentist had other patients she had to see. I'm sitting there all numb and she'd just leave me there for awhile. It seemed to go on forever.

Next week I need to go and finish the crown. Fun! But it really doesn't hurt that much right now. My jaw is sore and stiff, but that's to be expected.

I'm also beginning to think I was actually sick on top of the tooth pain since my son woke up this morning with a fever. I'm just glad the dentists wear masks and gloves at all times. It's a good thing I did stay home!

I'm feeling better this morning. Tired, but better. In between feeling like crap and going to the dentist yesterday, I did finish watching my Season 4 DVD's of The Office. That season was way too short. I also got my Conway Twitty box set!!! You don't know how happy I was to see Twitty's box on my porch when I got home!

Anyway, I'm going to start working on interviews, so I can get back on track. Don't forget if you want an interview to let me know! I'm also thinking about doing a guest blog kind of thing too. If you want to be a guest on my blog...say you want to interview your sock monkeys, please let me know!

Well, I'm going to go make me some coffee and get ready for work. Yay. Thanks for your patience! I'll be back to normal in no time! Well, normal for me...

Random Thursday

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Today I'm just blogging about some random things on my mind. Yes, sometimes I do think. And it's just me talking. I'm not interviewing my couch or anything. ;)

First off, I'm asking for a few thoughts and prayers for my family today. My husband's grandmother passed away yesterday, and although we were expecting it, it's still hard on all of us. She was a great woman and will be missed.

Now, onto the other things on my mind.

What I've bought recently:

The Conway Twitty Box set! Yeah, baby! Give me more Twitty! It even has Hello Darlin' in Russian! I'm going to have to take some stuff off my iPod to fit it all, but soooo worth it!

Silver Spoons, first season. I know what you're saying... That's AWESOME. And I will have to say in return, I KNOW!!! I haven't seen this show in forever and I'm really looking forward to seeing little Ricky Schroder again!

What I've been watching lately:

From G's to Gents. My husband has a tendency to watch reality shows on MTV (last time we watched every episode of Rob & Big), and the other day he caught a marathon of this show. It's so bad in such a good way. Basically they makeover these "G's" (I had to ask my husband what "G" meant. He said gangsta. I had no clue! I'm old!) into gentlemen. Yes, pretty obvious, but it is kind of a Mrs. Manners show, but for men. Here is the blurb:

From executive producer Jamie Foxx, From G's to Gents schools diamonds in the rough on how to lose the front, learn self-respect, realize their self-worth and market themselves accordingly. The wannabe gentlemen learn everything from style and grace to etiquette and chivalry. The G's discover that with the right tools, they can become true gents.

They even had a male stripper! Of course that's not the reason I watch it. ;) I think the best thing about it is the dude's names. They have names like Creeper, Shotta, E6 and my favorite J-Boogie.

What scared the crap out of me this morning:

I was sitting on the couch and my laptop was next to me as always. I was checking on my little virtual villagers when suddenly a mouse jumped out from behind my laptop and leaped onto the end table. WTF!! I am proud to say that I didn't scream. I just ran upstairs and told my husband. About five minutes later, I walked back downstairs, but I was still creeped out. I sat back down and it happened AGAIN. The mouse jumped from behind my laptop to the table and then to the floor. This time my husband came downstairs and moved the couch to make sure it was really gone. I knew we had a mouse, but as long as it didn't bother me, I wasn't too concerned. Now that f-cker has got to go!!!

What I'm looking forward to:
All the DVD's coming out in September!! I'm going to be at Target every Tuesday for the next three weeks...at least. lol Starting next week with The Office Season 2! Whoo-hooo!

Well, that's it for today. Now back to Saved by the Bell-er, I mean, time to get ready for work.

Monkey Business

My son bought me back two Sock Monkey's from the beach. Their names are Fred and Cassie. They wanted to talk to you today.

Fred: Hi! I'm a sock monkey that sits on the top of Melly's TV stand.

Cassie: Hello! I sit next to Fred, but for some reason I don't think he likes me.

Fred: I like you. You're just sitting a little too close to me.

Cassie: What do you mean?

Fred: Well, for starters, you're kissing my arm.

Cassie: Is there something wrong with that?

Fred: All the time??? My arm is getting chapped.

Cassie: Anyway, we weren't here to talk about that.

Fred: What are we talking about then?

Cassie: We're here to talk about Melly.

Fred: What about her?

Cassie: Well, all she does is sit on the couch on her computer.

Me: Hey! I thought you wanted to talk about something important.

Cassie: This is important. What do you do for all those hours???

Me: Well, I....

Fred: I'm sure she's writing.

Me: Yeah! What he says!

Cassie: If you're writing, then how come I rarely see you type?

Me: Well, umm...

Fred: Good point, Cassie. What are you doing, Melly?

Me: Ok, well, I did get a new game.

Cassie: Ah-ha! We're onto something!

Fred: What game?

Me: *mumbling* VirtualVillagersTheSecretCity.

Cassie: I didn't hear you.

Me: Fine! I got Virtual Villagers, The Secret City.

Fred: Uh-huh. Well, I'm sure that's important.

Me: It is! This whole village depends on me!

Cassie: Really? They depend on you, huh? The way your son depends on you?

Me: Exactly!

Fred: What did you do before you drove your son to school?

Me: Umm...

Fred: And what did you do when you got back from driving your son to school?

Me: Err....

Cassie: This is an intervention. You need a life.

Me: Wait, my two sock monkeys are holding an intervention? Somehow this wasn't how I pictured one of these going.

Fred: We wanted the refrigerator to join us, but sadly it's a bit empty at the moment.

Me: I was going to go grocery shopping.

Cassie: Give her a break, Fred. She did buy some potato chips last night.

Me: I've been busy!

Fred: Feeding your fake village?

Me: *pouting* Sock monkeys aren't as cool as I thought they were.

Cassie: It's a bit dusty up here.

Fred: I have allergies! *sneeze*

Me: I like my virtual friends better.

You know it's real love when...

Your husband comes downstairs to tell you Purple Rain is on. Or does is it mean I'm very predictable?

I do loves me some Purple Rain though. Especially the end. Right now it's right around the time he's starting to lose it a bit.

Yep, there he goes running backstage and kicking things. Poor Prince. Poor sad, sad Prince. Oh! Here's the part with the Appolonia Six. Very tasteful. Even Prince is disgusted with it. That's saying something right there. There's nothing like singing in your underwear. Leaves so much to the imagination.

I get so impatient for the end when I watch this. I just get so tired of watching Morris Day smirking so much. Just bring on the singing! What's with this whole plot thing? Oh no... Morris Day is flashing Appolonia. Yes! Prince just drove by on his motorcycle and pushed him down. Talk about Rollin' Thunder!!

"Get on! C'mon!"

Prince is just soooo cool. Like totally! I'm reverting back to my 80's childhood now.

Oops, the fighting part. Don't do it Prince! Don't be just like your father! This is what it sound like when doves cry! I guess. Honestly, I've never heard one cry. Have I?

Dammit. Commercial. I really need to buy this movie. Of course I'd still watch it whenever it comes on VH-1. Because I really am that predictable.

Oops, back from commercial and his father just well, you know... I hate this part. There's no singing involved here. It's just too damn depressing.

Anyway.... Lalalalalalalala

Prince is freaking out. For real, for real. Poor guy. He should sing. That would make me-err-him feel better. Okay, yes, kicking, throwing and breaking things might work, too. His choice.

He's passed out on the floor now. Why doesn't he have a shirt on? Didn't he have one on before? Did he tear that off, too, like The Incredible Hulk?

Ahh...now comes the magic. He's writing songs. Maybe the doves will stop crying now.

Does anyone remember when the Purple Rain album came out and the radio stations censored the whole "masturbating with a magazine" part of Darlin' Nikki? Of course as a kid that made me even more curious what the hell he was talking about.

Am I aging myself? I hate when I do that.

I can't believe there's already a commercial. I thought we just had one.

Did I mention I'm drinking a Smirnoff Ice? It might explain why this blog post is going on so long. It wasn't supposed to. I was just going to mention that part about my husband and end it.

Alright!!! Here comes The Time. I might hate Morris Day's smirks, but his songs rock! My son just came down the steps, pointed at the TV and then asked me, "What the heck is this?" I feel close to crying like a dove right now. How can he not know? Have I taught the boy anything at all? I feel like such a failure as a parent.

Prince and the Revolution are sitting around in a awkward silence while Morris Day is squawking on the stage. Literally.

Now Morris Day is off the stage mocking Prince's family life. Nice man. Of course after the rest of his buddies are away you can see the pain etched on his face. I guess nightclub life is a lot like high school. Peer pressure and all.

Who knew?

Oooo, now is when the magic really happens. It's electric. No matter how many years go by goosebumps still go down my spine when he sings Purple Rain.

"Baby I could never steal you from another.
It's such a shame our friendship had to end.
Purple Rain. Purple Rain."

And I always wave my arm in the air like they do in the movie. Even while I'm sitting in my living room. Man, he can play the guitar. There's something to be said about a musician who can write, sing, play the piano and the guitar. Among many other talents I'm sure I don't know about.

He ran off the stage again. But this time it wasn't a bad thing. I guess he just gets worked up. Dammit! Commercial. That's just wrong! The ending is meant to be seen in one continuous uninterrupted loop.

My husband just walked downstairs. "They actually know what he's singing about?"

"Of course. Purple Rain. Doh!" Yeah, just like the doves, I'm not exactly sure what purple rain means either.

Wow, just went to a messageboard of people trying to figure out what Purple Rain means. I got a bit scared. Let's just say it's a metaphor for something and leave it at that.

I would Die 4 U! I do the hand gestures for this one too. Really, I do. It's shame no one is videotaping me right now. I could put it on YouTube.

Damn, I think he's breakdancing a bit right now. I miss breakdancing. My friend Robin and I rented a videotape once. Of course I never actually learned how. But it was fun trying.

Baby, I'm a Star!! Oh yes, you are!!! And with that, I think it's time for me to finally end this blog. Sorry, for the long ramble. But that's just me...

"Honey I'm rich on personality..."

Pop Goes the Blog

I feel like I haven't really blogged about myself in awhile. Not that I'm very exciting. But the point of a blog is to talk about yourself...right? Okay, my definition of one is.

Tonight we went grocery shopping and I bought myself some real popcorn kernels and popped up my own tonight. Mmm... It brought back memories and tasted better than that dried up microwave popcorn. I love that sound of popcorn popping in a pot. There's even a deleted scene in Racing for the Shore where the hero is popping up some on the stove.

Did you like that? Deleted scene? Yes, I have deleted scenes.

In other news, I gave up on Virtual Villagers. I still check in on my villages (I had three!) and people are dying left and right. When I finally got one of the natives to have triplets, I knew I had done everything I could do.

But... I did download an hour long trial of the second game. Yeah, that wasn't good. I could see me getting addicted to that one as well. Good thing I don't have the money right now.

A good mindless game I've found to pass the time is Peggle. Where you shoot out balls (heh) and try to hit the orange pegs. (I swear they look red though). I found out that my Bejeweled included a free version of it. You can't unlock everything without buying it, but all I really need is the Quick Play anyway.

OMG. My blog is becoming all about computer games. What happened to me???

Must...prove...I...have...a...life.

Thursday night, we're going to the Bon Jovi concert in DC. Was that good?

But of course I ended up having to ask a coworker what people wear "these days" when they go out.

Is that sad? It is sad. I'm such a hermit. Especially in the winter. My mom says I hibernate. It's true. And I eat enough to feed a large bear as well. How else do you explain starting a blog with the subject of popcorn?

In writing news... Well, not much right now. I did open up my WIP (heh) the other day. Oh and when I was taking a nap on Sunday, I dreamed of a really good scene. And one day I'm going to type it up. I swear!

I have a office! I've always had a office but then my son took it over. Well, okay, I guess I kind of let him. After all, the couch was so much more comfy. But not a very productive setting for me. Then the other day my husband was renovating an office and brought home this huge desk set. It's nice! But takes up most of the office. It's three parts.

I'll have to take a picture of it...one day. That reminds me. I have a new camera. I have Photoshop. But I can't install any of the software on this computer. I have Windows 2000 and they only run on XP or Vista. How much does that suck? I know I have a XP disc around here somewhere, but for the life of me I can't find it. So now I just look at the Photoshop box, dreaming of the day I can make blackmail pictures of my coworkers.

OH! And the most wonderful present of them all! How did I not speak of this? I got one of those iPod thingies (technical term) that lets you play your iPod in your car, using your stereo. It's the best thing EVER. Now I can take my iPod everywhere with me!! And I don't have to listen to annoying commercials anymore. I love this thing! [Okay, I know, I did mention this. But I'm duplicating a blog entry from Myspace. This is what happens when I have more than one blog]

Hmm...just went back to being a geek again, didn't I?

Okay, I'll wrap this up now before I go so far I can't redeem myself.

I have balls to play with.

Did that sound wrong?

Apple Doesn’t Fall Far from the Tree

I'm sitting here when my son comes downstairs. "Guess what, Mom? As soon as my head hit the pillow, I got the biggest burst of inspiration. I grabbed my notepad and have already wrote a couple pages in my story."

Dude. Share some with me! Because I don't think sitting in front of the TV watching Season 3 episodes of The Office on my DVR is really going to do it...

Oh, and speaking of my DVR... I found Blind Date!!! If you've never watched it, it's this show hosted by Roger Lodge, where they match people up and send them on dates. (Hence, the title Blind Date). But the magic of the show is the subtitles they sprinkle all through the show. Freaking hysterical! I used to watch it all the time until I couldn't find it anymore. Until last night... I was watching a rerun of Hell's Kitchen on Reality Channel when the commercial for Blind Date came on. I was sooo excited until they mentioned it was on at like 2 in the afternoon. WTF??

That's when I remembered my lovely little box...my magical DVR that helps me by recording all the really bad reality shows I must see.

Anyway...what was I talking about? Oh yes, my son. He's got the writing bug! I'm so proud of him. :o) Maybe we can do a book together. Or he can give me some plot ideas...because I'm a little blocked right now. And no, I'm not talking about the kind that requires fiber. Okay, I'm going to wrap this up. Michael and Dwight are about to steal the copier... Now why can't I have ideas like this??

One of Lifes Big Mysteries

Why is that Chinese food always tastes better the next day? I've often wondered that.