Cara at Mia Due Bambini tagged me for 6 Random Things about Me.
Here are the rules:
1. Link to the person or persons who tagged you.
2. Post the rules on your blog.
3. Write six random things about yourself.
4. Tag six people at the end of your post and link to them.
5. Let each person know they have been tagged and leave a comment on their blog
6. Let the tagger know when your entry is up.
So here goes six things 'cause I know you care really care...
1. I love to listen to Abba and The Carpenters to get into a creative mindset.
2. My favorite movie when I was a tween was Car Wash (and I still love the song)
3. To this day I have a fear of closing elevator doors and will jump back if it begins to close
4. I used to only drink white wine until I met my husband, now I only drink red wine
5. Audrey Hepburn is my favorite actress, James Stewart is my favorite actor, Frank Capra is my favorite director. (does that count for 3 facts??)
6. I live by a beach (which I love) but I hate sand.
Seriously, I'm not that interesting at all. If you want more random facts about me, you can check them out here.
Now I don't mind getting tagged really; but I hate tagging other people so I'm going to be a rebel and not tag anyone specifically.
Although, if you read this, consider yourself tagged. And if you want to participate in this tagging - please do! Then let me know - I want to read your random facts!
Hasta la Vista!
Back the the Old Comment Format
Well, Blogger thought they have a good thing with embedded comments (I thought so), but apparently it's not working for some of us. Thanks Kat for letting me know.
No wonder there were only crickets yesterday.
So who did go get free ice cream or coffee? I want to know. (Believe it or not , I wasn't in the mood for either! - So unlike me.)
Now if I can only resolve the new problems I've encountered recently with uploading pictures. I used to be able to quickly resize in Edit Html - but not so much anymore. And they used to automatically resize when uploaded from Flickr - again, not anymore. any ideas?
Sigh
No wonder there were only crickets yesterday.
So who did go get free ice cream or coffee? I want to know. (Believe it or not , I wasn't in the mood for either! - So unlike me.)
Now if I can only resolve the new problems I've encountered recently with uploading pictures. I used to be able to quickly resize in Edit Html - but not so much anymore. And they used to automatically resize when uploaded from Flickr - again, not anymore. any ideas?
Sigh
Halloween, Circa 19 - -
I had planned on posting this before Halloween but I was having some issues with the computer I use to scan pictures with. I wanted to share some Halloween of years past that I encountered with the help of my mother.
I think the reason I panic over Halloween and costumes is that I don't have the gifting the my mother had in the way of sewing. (Not that I have the electrical cord to my sewing machine anyway...)
My mom made several of my Halloween costumes over the years, talk about a blessing. I often wish I had her around, if anything to give me an extra boost of encouragement on the path of parenting. Luckily Harrison is only three. So there is plenty of time to step up to the plate. (or is it bat? Yah. Puns and me... we don't get along well.)
Take a picture trip down memory lane with me. (Because you've seen lots of cute little pumpkins in their contemporary costumes. Wouldn't it be fun to have more of us moms embarrass ourselves with the past?)
Skip ahead a few years and you have a couple of bums with Ho-Bo makeup - last minute costumes with the help of my mom. There was a reason for the "last minute" I can no longer recall though.
Then there was the Empire State Building. That was a fun one. By this time I was in Jr. High and treat-or-treating was about going out with friends to run around and seeing IF anyone would still give us candy if we knocked on their door. My mom and I glued all those little black squares on the building. We attached "King Kong" to the top and off I went. The costume was a hit but at one point I didn't quite make it over a chain link fence that my friends decided to hop as a shortcut. King Kong took his final dramatic topple of the tower just like in the movies and I had to carry him the rest of the way home.
Back to the easy route after that. This is 10th grade, I remember the costume well, and my first official High School party I went to. The giant hat was made out of black poster board, my face was painted green but didn't show up that way in any of the pictures. Hmm, was I a good witch of a bad witch??
11th Grade, this costume was a BIG hit! I wore it to my high school Halloween dance - they actually let me stay! Got me my first date with a really cute guy (and my second kiss -ever - on THAT date!) Good times. Good Times.
My mom made this puppy from scratch, based on my specs of what I wanted and then she just went to town! No pattern, nothing [except a strapless bra that fit me] Click for a larger version for the detail. My mom rocked! (Now I get to say- this one's for Kat. Is this considered my ho-bag stage? LOL!!)
My Senior year I thought I would play it cool after my junior year. We had yellow polka dot fabric that reminded me of Minnie Mouse so mom helped me out with a cute little costume that we designed together. I even had pantaloons under the little mini skirt! (good thing as I whipped up that skirt while standing in line at a liquor store waiting for a friend to buy beer.) You can ask the friend in this picture why I did that - she probably remembers! Not me. Just so people were clear, Micky went with me. I resurrected this outfit in college - I like quick and easy.
My first year of college was typical, first time away from home, busy with studies, making friends, finding my niche - no time for costumes. So on a weekend at home, my mom helped me get my girlfriend and me together with a couple of her old polyester mini-dresses from the 70's and fun accessories and makeup. Bing, bang, boom - we're done! You gotta love the 80's for the simple fact that you can wear these clothes and say you're a punk-rocker! Or you can wear these clothes and say that you're a punk-rocker. I'm in the middle, my friend to the right. Unfortunately, I can't find the full view picture anymore with the wild tights, etc. As Trannyhead would say, we were HAWT!
So out of college and on to real life. (As if college isn't real...) Eek gad! The first year that I was totally on my own. No pictures (well I have one but it doesn't do justice) I put on a mini-skirt that I had which reminded me of Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz, braided my hair and called it a day - or a costume. Again - love those 80's fashions! They were so versatile!
The last couple of times I dressed up for Halloween was the year after my mom passed away. I was a gypsy which consisted of two layered skirts that my mom had made for me years previous, more of that rockin' 80's fashion with my cool vest (I had a lot of vests) and jewelry left to me.
And finally, I was a biker chic. Check out that giant turquoise necklace that belonged to my mom. Man, she really wore that thing seriously at one time? let me tell you - it's freakin' HEAVY.
So there you go, a little trip down Halloween costume memory lane. Better late then never! Well maybe that's not true - but you got all the way down here. All I have left to say is -
Auf Wiedersehen!
I think the reason I panic over Halloween and costumes is that I don't have the gifting the my mother had in the way of sewing. (Not that I have the electrical cord to my sewing machine anyway...)
My mom made several of my Halloween costumes over the years, talk about a blessing. I often wish I had her around, if anything to give me an extra boost of encouragement on the path of parenting. Luckily Harrison is only three. So there is plenty of time to step up to the plate. (or is it bat? Yah. Puns and me... we don't get along well.)
Take a picture trip down memory lane with me. (Because you've seen lots of cute little pumpkins in their contemporary costumes. Wouldn't it be fun to have more of us moms embarrass ourselves with the past?)
Let's start here, now is this a princess, or what?? Long before the Disney Princess rampage. (not sure why that tag on the picture reads Dec.) Can you believe that hoop skirt? Um, made by mom. Check out the lacy headdress - my mom was AMAZING with a coat hanger! All I can do with one is unlock a car door. Not so impressive. I think I won a costume contest with this Halloween entry.
Skip ahead a few years and you have a couple of bums with Ho-Bo makeup - last minute costumes with the help of my mom. There was a reason for the "last minute" I can no longer recall though.
Then there was the Empire State Building. That was a fun one. By this time I was in Jr. High and treat-or-treating was about going out with friends to run around and seeing IF anyone would still give us candy if we knocked on their door. My mom and I glued all those little black squares on the building. We attached "King Kong" to the top and off I went. The costume was a hit but at one point I didn't quite make it over a chain link fence that my friends decided to hop as a shortcut. King Kong took his final dramatic topple of the tower just like in the movies and I had to carry him the rest of the way home.
Back to the easy route after that. This is 10th grade, I remember the costume well, and my first official High School party I went to. The giant hat was made out of black poster board, my face was painted green but didn't show up that way in any of the pictures. Hmm, was I a good witch of a bad witch??
11th Grade, this costume was a BIG hit! I wore it to my high school Halloween dance - they actually let me stay! Got me my first date with a really cute guy (and my second kiss -ever - on THAT date!) Good times. Good Times.
My mom made this puppy from scratch, based on my specs of what I wanted and then she just went to town! No pattern, nothing [except a strapless bra that fit me] Click for a larger version for the detail. My mom rocked! (Now I get to say- this one's for Kat. Is this considered my ho-bag stage? LOL!!)
My Senior year I thought I would play it cool after my junior year. We had yellow polka dot fabric that reminded me of Minnie Mouse so mom helped me out with a cute little costume that we designed together. I even had pantaloons under the little mini skirt! (good thing as I whipped up that skirt while standing in line at a liquor store waiting for a friend to buy beer.) You can ask the friend in this picture why I did that - she probably remembers! Not me. Just so people were clear, Micky went with me. I resurrected this outfit in college - I like quick and easy.
My first year of college was typical, first time away from home, busy with studies, making friends, finding my niche - no time for costumes. So on a weekend at home, my mom helped me get my girlfriend and me together with a couple of her old polyester mini-dresses from the 70's and fun accessories and makeup. Bing, bang, boom - we're done! You gotta love the 80's for the simple fact that you can wear these clothes and say you're a punk-rocker! Or you can wear these clothes and say that you're a punk-rocker. I'm in the middle, my friend to the right. Unfortunately, I can't find the full view picture anymore with the wild tights, etc. As Trannyhead would say, we were HAWT!
So out of college and on to real life. (As if college isn't real...) Eek gad! The first year that I was totally on my own. No pictures (well I have one but it doesn't do justice) I put on a mini-skirt that I had which reminded me of Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz, braided my hair and called it a day - or a costume. Again - love those 80's fashions! They were so versatile!The last couple of times I dressed up for Halloween was the year after my mom passed away. I was a gypsy which consisted of two layered skirts that my mom had made for me years previous, more of that rockin' 80's fashion with my cool vest (I had a lot of vests) and jewelry left to me.
And finally, I was a biker chic. Check out that giant turquoise necklace that belonged to my mom. Man, she really wore that thing seriously at one time? let me tell you - it's freakin' HEAVY.
So there you go, a little trip down Halloween costume memory lane. Better late then never! Well maybe that's not true - but you got all the way down here. All I have left to say is -
Auf Wiedersehen!
Vote!
That's what most of us are doing today. I did my voting, took Harrison to soccer and now if I want to, I can go get a free cup of coffee at Starbucks, a star-shaped donut at Krispy Kreme, or a scoop of ice cream at Ben and Jerry's. So many choices. Isn't democracy great?
Seriously, I'm happy all of this mucky-muck is over. Don't get me wrong, I take it very seriously yet I made a choice not to bring politics to this space. This is my space where I come to escape and when I want political opinions, I go to some great blogs and websites out there and get the opposing views. I'm just tired and annoyed with the TV ads, telephone calls, postcards and leaflets flooding the mailbox in these final weeks. As always, by the time the final onslaught hits, I've made my decisions.
I voted.
I voted based on my beliefs, my convictions, my conscience - to the best of my ability given the information I had access to on the issues and the candidates.
But let me just say one thing, whomever ends up in the office of the Presidency, I believe this country truly is in crisis - for so many reasons; we are more fragile than we like to think and I don't envy his job at all. I will continue to pray for the President and for my country.
Now the real fun begins.
Aloha
Seriously, I'm happy all of this mucky-muck is over. Don't get me wrong, I take it very seriously yet I made a choice not to bring politics to this space. This is my space where I come to escape and when I want political opinions, I go to some great blogs and websites out there and get the opposing views. I'm just tired and annoyed with the TV ads, telephone calls, postcards and leaflets flooding the mailbox in these final weeks. As always, by the time the final onslaught hits, I've made my decisions.
I voted.
I voted based on my beliefs, my convictions, my conscience - to the best of my ability given the information I had access to on the issues and the candidates.
But let me just say one thing, whomever ends up in the office of the Presidency, I believe this country truly is in crisis - for so many reasons; we are more fragile than we like to think and I don't envy his job at all. I will continue to pray for the President and for my country.
Now the real fun begins.
Aloha
Curiouser and Curiouser... AND Curiouser!
I'm beginning to feel like Alice in Wonderland.
My laptop has been giving me warning signs that it has come to end of it's life span. It's ready to rest. It wants out of the technological age. And...that it wants to be sitting on a beach in Fiji drinking brightly colored, fruity drinks. (Oh wait, the last one is me.)
A couple weeks ago I turned on my laptop and it gave a me message that there was a fatal error and the physical memory was dumping. I restarted it, then it gave me another [not so good news] message and shut back down. So I tried it again and it started up - completely, like normal.
A few days ago I turned it on, it told me disk error, press any key to continue. I pressed EVERY key to continue. It just kept spitting the same message at me. I picked it up and flung it out the window. I turned it off and walked away with my composure intact. Later I came back, turned it on, argued with it a couple times, convinced it to boot up and left it on for a few days.
This morning the laptop finally went belly-up (or so I thought). I sat down to scan some pictures and found that there were NO programs loaded on my computer, and no files - NOTHING. It said EMPTY everywhere I looked - apparently it finished the dumping job. It's as if the files and programs all just melted away overnight. I envisioned one of those Sci-Fi movies where someone gets caught inside a video game and then a virus is released and everything around them just starts to disintegrate like watery paint sliding down a canvas.
I did the only thing I could do - I turned it off. Only it said I didn't have permission to that, so I unplugged the little b*****d. Yes, I put it down.
But as usual, I came back [not too unlike that darn cat in the folk song]. I pushed that little power button and a message popped up like no other telling me that there was no operating system to boot from. Makes sense, everything had melted away; but I shut it down and turned it on again, and again.
Guess what?
It's BAA-AACK!
[and I'm madly scanning photos while it's mood is good.]
Now was that the little bottle or the big bottle that I drank from?
Dasvidanja!
My laptop has been giving me warning signs that it has come to end of it's life span. It's ready to rest. It wants out of the technological age. And...that it wants to be sitting on a beach in Fiji drinking brightly colored, fruity drinks. (Oh wait, the last one is me.)
A couple weeks ago I turned on my laptop and it gave a me message that there was a fatal error and the physical memory was dumping. I restarted it, then it gave me another [not so good news] message and shut back down. So I tried it again and it started up - completely, like normal.
A few days ago I turned it on, it told me disk error, press any key to continue. I pressed EVERY key to continue. It just kept spitting the same message at me. This morning the laptop finally went belly-up (or so I thought). I sat down to scan some pictures and found that there were NO programs loaded on my computer, and no files - NOTHING. It said EMPTY everywhere I looked - apparently it finished the dumping job. It's as if the files and programs all just melted away overnight. I envisioned one of those Sci-Fi movies where someone gets caught inside a video game and then a virus is released and everything around them just starts to disintegrate like watery paint sliding down a canvas.
I did the only thing I could do - I turned it off. Only it said I didn't have permission to that, so I unplugged the little b*****d. Yes, I put it down.
But as usual, I came back [not too unlike that darn cat in the folk song]. I pushed that little power button and a message popped up like no other telling me that there was no operating system to boot from. Makes sense, everything had melted away; but I shut it down and turned it on again, and again.
Guess what?
It's BAA-AACK!
[and I'm madly scanning photos while it's mood is good.]
Now was that the little bottle or the big bottle that I drank from?
Dasvidanja!
Time for Change
Seems I'm always in the shadow of time, it isn't always my friend. I often don't allow time to be on my side and I tend to be my own worst enemy. Puns aside, some days I get "caught up", other days I "spin wheels" but I'm trying to change that. The best way to change it - just slow down. I may have taken on the crazy challenge to blog for 30 days straight, but I'm going to slow everything else down.
That's tough.
Today we "fall back". I hope you didn't forget to set your clocks back this morning!
To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven
That's tough.
Today we "fall back". I hope you didn't forget to set your clocks back this morning!
To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven~ Ecclesiastes 3:1
Slow down and see what God has in store for you.
Caio!
Slow down and see what God has in store for you.
Caio!
Yo-Ho! NaBloPoMo 08 is here.
It's November 1st, Baby!I decided it jump on the one blog post a day for a month train. [Although, with me left driving, I'm sure I'll crash and burn by, say, Monday.] In other words, NaBloPoMo. I wanted to do this last year, but I would have lasted a day - literally. and since the elections are over in 4 days, I thought this was a good way to extend my torture through the end of November 2008. Of course in the last year since November 2007, they have started a monthly blog-post-a-day, complete with themes.
Not going there.
My biggest challenge was which blog to commit to, Pierce Baby Project seems like a no-brainer simply due to the fact that I more often post Harrison pictures and stories. But that's the thing, it's for family also and they don't really care if I'm posting for 30 days straight. So I'm posting here.
I have my work cut out for me.
Can I do it.
Only time will tell.
Send me some support and see if I get as far as day 2!
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