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Yesterday I shared a song that we recorded at our first Studio session last week. I have to tell you, that night was one of the best ever. Definitely an item that we could all cross off of our collective bucket list! ShaMoo, Knarf, John-Boy and I sang our hearts out and had a wonderful time. Our fabulous accompanist, Walt, was a real trooper – we knew he was exhausted but he still came from quite a distance, and did us proud. He rocks. We owe him a night out for doing that for us.
You might recall that we were pretty upset when our Christmas concert’s recording was botched so badly that it was completely unusable. This completely made up for that disappointment! Here are a few of those tracks that we have to share with you.
This session was a learning one for us; while we are used to being mic-ed, it was a bit different with super sensitive equipment! Some of the tracks reflect minor mid-song changes that were made in settings, and we weren’t all that concerned about doing “perfect” tracks this time. We’re going back, probably a few weeks after I have my eye surgery… we still have more songs to record. Hopefully we’ll do a couple of these over again too.
I’ve also been suffering with acid reflux (eesh, I’m such a mess, aren’t I??), which has affected my throat and of course, my voice. Not a happy camper about that, believe me! The songs where I’m more “visible” are the ones I’d really like to do over again! Hopefully my vocal cords will heal and my voice will get back to normal soon, now that I’m medicated (some say I should have been medicated all along…)
Anyway, hope you enjoy them!
Recording Studio = Bucket List Cross Off
The group spent Wednesday evening in the recording studio, and we had the BEST. NIGHT. EVER!!
Want a sample? Here’s ShaMoo, John-Boy, Knarf and I singing “Can’t Help Falling In Love With You”. Enjoy!
Note: The mix is a little off towards the end, so Knarf shines through a bit more than he intended! We love his beautiful baritone though, so it’s all good ;)
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 Sensational Haiku Wednesday Welcome to “Sensational Haiku Wednesday!”
The basics:
Haiku is simple! It is 3 non-rhyming lines of 5, 7, and 5 syllables respectively (a great way to use your fingers!)
As of February 3, 2010, Silly Haiku Wednesday has become “Sensational Haiku Wednesday”. Please adjust bookmarks and blog posts accordingly!
This week’s theme is: Reality
My submission for this week:
This life’s direction
In a diff’rent time would change
Move on, seize the day.
Next week’s theme: Comfort Zone
Thanks for the input, fellow haiku-ers! More than one person seemed to like “sensational” as a replacement word, so that is what I’ve chosen to go with. Of course you all know that I think you’re sensational regardless! Onward and upward! (New challenge graphics coming soon!)
Note: Nothing makes me happier than to see new people getting “hooked on haiku”! Keep it going to make it to the Hooked on Haiku List
To participate in this week’s event, please use the following code in your post on your own blog (if you don’t have a blog, post your Haiku as a comment):
Remember when, a few days ago, I told you to clean up your toys? I was pretty nice about it, right? Even though the piles/unholy amount of brightly coloured plastic was beyond ridiculous?
And remember when I told you the same thing a couple days later, and I was still pretty nice, but getting that expression on my face that sometimes makes you and your dad apologize without quite knowing why?
So last night, you should have known I meant business when I said that I would throw away every single toy that was left on the floor if it wasn’t cleaned up by today… right?
Can you explain to me then, why you went into hysterics when I quietly started placing said toys into the garbage bag this evening? Did you really think it was a good idea to ignore Mommy all that time, and keep dumping out those itty bitty Polly Pocket outfits, shoes, and other assorted plastic junk all over the floor?
I know that’s a lot of questions, Sweet Pea, but I’m really just trying to understand what your thought process is. You know Mommy always does what she says she’s going to do, so it couldn’t have been a real surprise for you.
I know that room is generally considered your toy box, but before you came along… it used to be our family room. I’d kinda like it back, if you don’t mind. Even, in fact, if you do. You’re welcome to stay, naturally, but your toys have to find another place to live. Your bedroom is pretty big, so let’s start there, shall we?
You know what I found particularly interesting, during your sob-fest, Baby Girl? I found it extremely enlightening that you were only upset that I put your stuffed dog in the bag, and didn’t seem to care about all the dolls, doll clothes, Polly Pocket stuff, Littlest Pet Shop animals, Barbies, or anything else for that matter.
I think maybe I have a kid with too many toys. I think maybe… just maybe, mind you, you might be a teensy bit spoiled. For that I fear I must take full responsibility.
I see a big toy clean out in our future.
Sinus infection and acid reflux. Fun :P
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Nope, not a new meme, I just couldn’t come up with a better title.
First, the contest news!
JennyMac is one of the best bloggers out there – I enjoy her so much. I don’t usually need much prompting to extol the many virtues of this brilliant, vibrant gal, and today is no different – its her Blog’s birthday, and she’s got a most fabulous giveaway going! I really mean fabulous too – how often do you see a personal blog giving away a Jimmy Choo handbag as a prize??
Isn’t it purty?? Me want.
Head over to JennyMac’s website for more details, and to wish her happy bloggy birthday!
I don’t have much else to do a full post on, so I think I’ll just tie up some loose ends! Besides, I’m not feeling all that great. My head is stuffy and I’m super dizzy. *cue Awwwwwws *
On Tuesday night when we got to the pub after rehearsal, my first order of business was to determine Cleavage’s name. Her name is Robin. Easy to remember, because John-boy sits beside another Robin in the tenor section. Mission accomplished. We look forward to many many more years of being served by Cleavage Robin at our local gin joint. (Some habits are hard to break.)
I visited my doctor on Monday, and the conversation ran something like this:
I mentioned that I’ve had a bit of a dry/sore throat for a while… :
Doc: about HOW long, Jenn?
Me: Oh, a couple months probably, maybe longer.
Doc: What are you, dumb? You should have come in when it started! Your throat is bright red, and your nodes are swollen. Good grief woman. Come see me again in a few days. Honestly. I can’t believe you waited so long.
My doctor and I have a great relationship. I love that she’s so candid and we can talk about anything at all. Anyway, she took a swab, wrote me a prescription for antibiotics, and gave me another head shake.
I went back yesterday to see her, and I was about half an hour early for my appointment. She waved me in as I walked through the door, and said “Oh Jenn, I just love you so much!” and gave me a huge hug. Of course, this isn’t normal doctor behavior, so naturally the first thing through my head was “Holy crap, she’s about to tell me I’m dying!”
Turns out she’d just received a phone call that her 6 year old son fell at school and cracked his head, and she was trying to get out of the office to get to him. So me showing up early was a huge relief to her. Yikes. Well, I’m relieved too – thanks for scaring me, Doc! We did the visit at double speed, and she was out the door before I left the office. Turns out she doesn’t think it’s a throat infection now, and thinks I have acid reflux disease. Well, that would certainly explain things better than my throat being infected for close to 3 months! And the fact that I get a lot of heartburn, and sometimes wake up in the middle of the night choking from a severely dry throat. Mystery solved. I’ve also noticed that my voice has changed the last few months, and I’m hoping that treatment will allow my vocal cords to get back to normal.
We broke another record with our haikus yesterday! Woooot!!
As you’re probably aware, I’ve decided to change the name of Silly Haiku Wednesday to something more appropriate – there was a lot of controversy over the usage of “Silly” in the name. It’s true – we’re rarely silly, and the amount of time and effort that goes into the haiku that is submitted is staggering. Silly just doesn’t fit. I’m going to think about it for a few days, and then decide. I’ll let you know!
Wee one lost her first tooth on Monday night. My wee baby is growing so fast. I’m sad.
Knarf, ShaMoo and I were supposed to go Geocaching today, but I’m just not up to it. That and it’s bloody cold out there!! -16C (3F) with the windchill… yick. I don’t feel any guilt for wussing out – I do NOT like being cold. Maybe that’s why I started getting sick last night – it’s psychosomatic! We’ll go next week when it’s above freezing. K9Crazy wants to go too, so I’ll be setting up a date with her one day soon.
That about wraps my thursday thunks (still not a meme). Enjoy your day! I’m going to go have a nap.
Silly Haiku Wednesday Welcome to “Silly Haiku Wednesday!”
The basics:
Haiku is simple! It is 3 non-rhyming lines of 5, 7, and 5 syllables respectively (a great way to use your fingers!)
This week’s theme is: Changes
My submission for this week:
Changes are coming
Because we’re not that silly
But what should it be?
Next week’s theme: Reality
Folks, we had our best turn out last week, and broke a record for haiku submissions! You all rock my world!!
The explanation for today’s haiku is simple. When I started Silly Haiku Wednesdays 31 weeks ago, I was flying by the seat of my pants. I do that – it’s how I roll. Consequently, regretfully, I didn’t put the amount of thought into the name as I probably should have. We’re not all that “Silly” most days. The amount of time and effort put in by all of you certainly suggests otherwise! We have come to take our weekly offerings very seriously, which I find immensely gratifying.
I’ve also heard from a lot of people over these months who object to having silly in the title, and it has definitely held a few people back from participating. Haiku isn’t silly. Senryu certainly can be, but really? It was a poor choice of wording on my part.
So let’s just fix this here and now! It’s time. Give me your ideas for what we can change the name of our Haiku meme to. Yes, it’s my meme, but those of you who participate faithfully week after week have a say too, as far as I’m concerned. Should we simply drop the “Silly” and make it “Haiku Wednesday”? Should we add a word to keep it going as SHW? Perhaps “Senryu/Haiku Wednesday”? How about “Sensational Haiku Wednesday”?
Lets talk about it. What do you think? Leave me a comment; tell me how you feel.
Note: Nothing makes me happier than to see new people getting “hooked on haiku”! Keep it going to make it to the Hooked on Haiku List
To participate in this week’s event, please use the following code in your post on your own blog (if you don’t have a blog, post your Haiku as a comment):
Actually, I can’t. I’m what you might call blind as a bat.
Myopia (near sightedness) with astigmatism (irregular shaped cornea) runs in my family on my mother’s side – every woman, and some of the menfolk, too, have extremely poor vision. I am no exception, so when I was about 9 years old, I got my first taste of being called “four eyes”. My sight became steadily worse until I was in my early 20s, where it found its plateau at around -5.25 for each eye. Bad enough that I can only see 6″ in front of my face before things get blurry. My dreams of being a pilot were quashed at an early age.
When I turned 13, I got my first pair of contacts. Joy! Sure, they were still pretty primitive back then, and took a lot of work (no such thing as disposable lenses at that point) to keep clean and sanitized, but so worth the effort. Life went merrily along, and I got married, traveled, enjoyed life.
Then the Teen came along. Don’t get me wrong; I love my first born with all my heart, but I totally blame her for the changes in hormones that prevented me from being able to wear contacts ever again. She knows this. She’s fine with it too, and even finds it downright hilarious. Where did I go wrong? I know there’s a guilt trip gene in our makeup, because my mother has it down pat. Mine must be latent though, or even missing. Drat!
But I digress.
The Teen is now, well, a teenager. She’ll be 16 this year if she plays her cards right and that means that I’ve been back to wearing glasses for 15 years now. I haven’t taken it all that well. I hate every minute of it, in fact. I hate that the ear pieces have created permanent dents behind my ears. I hate the way they fog up in the cold. I loathe the way they get smeared when I hug someone too close – and I do that a lot, by the way… I’m a hugger – and that I never seem to have a cleaning cloth handy when I need one. I hate having to turn a certain way when being kissed, because I don’t want to catch the kisser with the edge, or if the kisser’s wearing glasses too, clash them together and possibly scratch lenses. (Making it sound like this happens a lot, but as much as I love kissing… we must refer back to the fact that I’m married to a very unromantic man. ‘Nuff said… although one day I may just snap and go on a kissing spree! Uh… I really need to learn to control my inside voice.)
Er… where was I going with this? Oh yes. Sorry.
I started dreaming about a miracle “cure” that would give me perfect vision. When laser surgery first became available to the masses, I wasn’t a candidate due to my astigmatism. Also, it was prohibitively expensive, which also made it out of the question, since I was young, broke, and still wearing contacts, so not all that motivated. That was then.
Today laser eye surgery has progressed to include techniques and radical new technologies that make my sight issues practically irrelevant. Last week I went in to have an assessment done by the doctors at Lasik MD here in Toronto. These folks are the leaders in this technology, and boy do they know their stuff.
I was there for over 2 hours, and in that time, I went through a myriad of different tests. I was scanned, had my pupils dilated, scanned some more, poked (literally), measured, and tested. As intense as it was, they were gentle and described exactly what they were going to do, and I was not uncomfortable or freaked out in any way. I don’t scare easily, so I guess I was pretty easy to work with (or so I was told). My hubby would never have been able to sit through any of that, given how freakishly sensitive he is about his eyes.
As it turns out, while I have extremely healthy eyes (good to know!) I am not a candidate for the Lasik procedure. My pupils are larger than normal (which makes me a bit more light sensitive than most), my corneas are too thin to allow the “flap” made in the procedure, and I have a very high prescription. Bummer.
However, on the bright side, I am a perfect candidate for PRK Advanced Custom Wavefront laser surgery! Dear reader, did you have a flash of dollar signs when you read “advanced custom” in that statement? Good eye.
When I finally got in to the “admin” part of the visit, after waiting about 45 minutes due to the fact that they forgot about me, we got down to brass tacks. The gal brightly slid the quote over to my side of the desk (lest she be overheard by the masses sitting outside her door) so I could have a gander. It’s about double what Lasik surgery costs, at $4000.00 ($Cad). Now, this is substantially higher than I had hoped to be quoted when I walked in, let me tell you. She did immediately say that because they had forgotten about me, and felt just terrible about it, that they were happy to take 10% off of that for me. Score? I guess. It’s not the $2K I was hoping for though!
What is perfect eyesight worth to you?
For me, it looks to be worth $3600 and a week or so off of work. My surgery is February 22nd.
This second installment of the “Interview With…” series is all about Cate (Show My Face), of 6 Word Saturday fame.
I first “met” Cate early last year when I was a wet-behind-the-ears blogger looking for something to write about. I found her 6 Word Saturday meme on several blogs that I was following at the time, and decided to participate. I’ve been a faithful 6WS-er ever since. Besides my own (SHW) meme, hers is the only one that I still participate in on a regular basis.
Cate is a bit of an enigma – seemingly gruff on the outside (“punch you in the face” is a common line to be found on her blog) but as you dig deeper, you come to find that she’s actually a thoughtful, sensitive individual indeed. I have enjoyed following her this past year, and thought my own readers would like to get to know her a bit better too.
Q. First, lets get this question out of the way. You’re always threatening to punch people in the face. I have a (call me naive) feeling you’re not all that violent “in real life”. So tell us; how many people have you REALLY punched in the face?? Inquiring minds want to know!
A. I’m not nearly as violent in real life. I’m all bark, no bite. Total wimp.
Q. You’ve been blogging a while now. What are the best and worst things about it?
A. I love the feedback and interaction with people who read my blog. Meeting new people through blogging has been a lot of fun. Not so fun? Those days when I just have absolutely nothing to say. Or if I feel like I’m in a “down” rut for too many days in a row.
Q. Coke or Pepsi?
A. Coke Zero. Do they make Cherry Coke Zero? I can’t remember. If they do, I’ll go with that. If they don’t, they better make it ASAP.
Q. As I move through your blogs, I feel as though I’m exploring an onion (vidalia, naturally) – you have many layers to you. Obvious to everyone that you’re a Wordsmith. A poet. A photographer. So much more that we aren’t privy to seeing via this medium. If you could, which of your many layers would you bring to the surface and make known to the world, even if it would take you way out of your comfort zone?
A. I use my blogs to indulge areas that I don’t often have an opportunity to express in my job. Being able to focus on any one of those and make a living from it would be a dream. I’d love to be published in some way and just spend my days writing.
Q. Imagine you just won the big one. The lottery. What is the first thing you’d do with the money?
A. I’d probably have a panic attack and freak out. Then I’d spend my first $10 to refill my xanax. Followed closely by quitting my current job.
Q. What is your usual morning ritual/routine?
A. During the week, I lounge in bed with my Blackberry until the last possible moment. Then, I shower, make myself presentable, and haul into the office. Usually all of this is before I wake up. That’s why the majority of my posts are written the night before.
Q. Your 6 Word Saturday has really gotten huge! Congratulations – I know I really enjoy doing it. Do you ever find it to be a chore to keep up with?
A. When I started 6WS, I never imagined there would be so many participants. I love seeing what everyone has done but it does take awhile to get through them all. Word verification slows me down a lot and then to find out that even after completing word verification they ALSO have comment moderation turned on? That’s just craziness. One or the other folks. Or live dangerously like me and just delete occasional spams!
Q. If you had the opportunity to tell readers the one thing that some of them say or do (or don’t do) that bugs the living crap out of you, but you might not want to put it on your own blog… what would you say? (Oh look, here’s the opportunity right here!)
A. The biggest annoyance to me is probably when I try to respond to someone’s comment and they haven’t enabled email in their profile. It makes me batty when someone leaves a comment I so desperately wish to acknowledge and I have no way to contact them.
Q. What are three of the best books you’ve ever read, and recommend?
A. Growing up, I was an avid reader. Then I got away from it (too much required reading in college). Now, I’m back at it (you can follow along on my bookshelf) I’m going to recommend a few recent reads I enjoyed, though they may not be the best “ever”.
The Thirteenth Tale by Diane Setterfield (good fiction, kind of a mystery)
Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert (maybe a bit trite but it made me think)
The Westing Game by Ellen Raskin (yes, it’s a young adult book, but it’s an easy read and very fun)
Q. Life lessons. Share with us the best advice you’ve ever been given.
A. This is by far the hardest question. Like most people, I’ve received a lot of good advice and a lot of bad. The best advice for me has fallen into two broad categories – be myself instead of trying to please others and not to worry so much. I’ve made progress at both and continue to work hard.
Thanks for sharing a bit of yourself with us, Cate!
I’ve been asked a lot recently about who the folks I talk about on my blog actually are. I’m sure some of you wonder what the heck I’m up to sometimes, too.
It can get a bit tedious (for you as well as me) to explain relationships every time I mention someone, so to that end, I wrote up a “cast list” for the people in my life that I blog the most about. You can find it here: http://youknowthatblog.com/the-players or you can look up ^ at the top of the page and see it in the text links there.
Essentially, I love everyone I write about on a regular basis. Of course, there are many different kinds of love, and that too is covered in the cast list!
Do you have a cast list on your blog? I certainly appreciate it when I can put a “character” to a name, and know what you’re talking about!
Some days are diamonds. Priceless friends.
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Yesterday was a long, long day.
Wee One and I arrived at ShaMoo’s for babysitting duty in the early AM, because her youngest son was due at Toronto’s Sick Kids hospital for a serious procedure that morning, and I offered to stay with Princess Little Bit. I won’t go in to the whole thing – in fact, ShaMoo is due for a Guest Blogger spot soon, and maybe this could be her topic. I’ll ask.
Emotions were high, but ShaMoo was holding it together. I am very proud of my friend.
Frank #2 (of Frank and Frank fame, explained here) is such a trooper. This kid has been through so much already at 4 years old (this was the 3rd time he’s undergone this procedure) and it just doesn’t phase him. He’s an old soul, and a very brave little man.
I have to tell you that I was a little nervous about spending an entire day with Little Bit (Frank #1 was at a buddy’s house). In earlier days, it was next to impossible to even hold her without her having a melt down and looking for her mom. I knew she had outgrown this to some extent since she started toddling, but… for a whole day? Was I insane?? But this is what you do for a friend, right? Absolutely. ShaMoo is the best. So I didn’t think twice, and used my Wee One as a human shield. (hey, nobody’s perfect, ok??)
Honestly? It was great. I shouldn’t have been worried. Little Bit was a dream, and she and Wee One had a ball and enjoyed playing together. It’s not often that Wee One gets to be the “big kid”, and she thought that was pretty darn cool.
I spoke to ShaMoo just after they’d taken Frank #2 into the O.R., and she was holding up ok. They had him booked in for a 4 hour window. So when, after 5 hours, I didn’t hear anything… I have to tell you I was pretty freaked out. I ended up calling her cell a half hour later, and they had JUST taken him into recovery. They weren’t advised why they hadn’t heard anything either, and were just about hysterical. I can imagine! Poor little goomer. He was fine though – came through it like a champ! He’ll be home today.
LMLP and I were in constant contact during the day as I kept him updated. I was able to get online only for a couple of minutes, and updated Knarf too. These two sweethearts were as worried about Frank #2 and ShaMoo as I was, and I was under strict orders to give ShaMoo a hug from each of us on her return home, which I did, happily. She was exhausted, and fighting a migraine, but so happy and relieved things had gone well.
I had sent Wee One home with my folks earlier, so when ShaMoo got home I made a beeline for our rehearsal location. I was happy to be able to get in a few tunes with the boys before they decided they had had enough for the night – they’d been there for a couple hours already. Again, sweet of them to wait for me so I could sing for a bit. Our boys took me out for beer and nachos and then we headed home. Well, they had the beer, and I had the Sprite/Cranberry, because, well, beer is vile, and I was too tired to consider my usual Smirnoff’s Twisted Raspberry. It’s funny – we’re there so much now that the bar gal knows our preferences. And we get a kick out of seeing how much cleavage she shows by the end of the evening. LMLP swears he doesn’t notice, but we all know he’s lying, don’t we? Knarf is more honest about it ;) They both agree that she’s only trying to make a living. *cue eye rolling* We should probably ask her name one of these days, because currently she’s only referred to as “cleavage”. Probably a little disrespectful of us.
So guess what I found when I got home, late last night?
We broke a record yesterday for the amount of people participating in Silly Haiku Wednesday!
Colour me excited, folks. I’m grinning ear to ear! We have such a great group of dedicated Haiku-ers, and they’re bringing friends! Rock my world.
I’m a happy girl, for many many reasons.
Silly Haiku Wednesday Welcome to “Silly Haiku Wednesday!”
The basics:
Haiku is simple! It is 3 non-rhyming lines of 5, 7, and 5 syllables respectively (a great way to use your fingers!)
This week’s theme is: FreeStyle – your choice
My submission for this week:
Knarf, John-Boy, ShaMoo
Kindred souls, a harmony
Thankful for such joy
Next week’s theme: Changes
Feel free to continue challenging your own visitors – we’re having far too much fun not to share!
Note: Nothing makes me happier than to see new people getting “hooked on haiku”! Keep it going to make it to the Hooked on Haiku List
To participate in this week’s event, please use the following code in your post on your own blog (if you don’t have a blog, post your Haiku as a comment):
I was visiting Thom’s place this morning as I was doing my morning reading and he was talking about “Phobias”.
Like many people, I have a fear of heights. Mine is a modified fear though – I’m only afraid if there’s a chance I’m going to fall. I have no problems flying and being up among the clouds. I used to do rock climbing before my knee gave out on me, too, which doesn’t make any sense at all since I could have fallen doing that. Peering over a ledge on top of a building gives me palpitations. The CN Tower experience is fine until I step outside into the netted area. That’s where I start to sweat. Yet I would dearly love to go hang gliding. Yeah, I don’t get me either. Fears don’t have to be rational I suppose.
But then there are spiders.
If you have kids, chances are you are forced have occasion to watch Sponge Bob Square Pants, and know who Patrick is. There is an episode [Home Sweet Pineapple] where Patrick is dreaming about spiders and beating the living crap out of Sponge Bob with a huge rock, trying to kill the spiders.
I am Patrick.
On the very rare occasion that I have a nightmare, it’s usually about spiders, and my husband has been known to be awakened from a deep sleep by a vicious pillow to the face [once or twice] as I try to fight them off.
My kids think this is a scream. (I do too, after the fact)
My husband takes days to stop twitching.
Recently I organized a fundraiser for our larger choral group, which took place last night. That I didn’t have a camera on me will forever have me mentally kicking myself!!
I haven’t put together too many fundraisers before, all by my lonesome. Ok, I confess; this was the first one. The opportunity just hadn’t presented itself until now, and as no one else wanted to pitch in… scratch that, the person I had selected to replace me on the board of directors for next season said she was all over it and would “love to help”, but then let me down in a big way and is now totally avoiding me. I’m rethinking quite a few things where she’s concerned.
But I digress.
The Comedy Club I contacted for it was a dream to work with, and made my job a much smaller headache than I would have thought possible. Because of the SNAFU I alluded to with the “helper”, our tickets were not picked up until almost the last minute, and we had only 2 days to get them into people’s hands. Naturally, because of this, many people didn’t have the date set aside, so we had a very small turn out. I’m not bitter.
We still managed to raise a decent amount of coin for our group, so all in all, and all things considered, it worked out very well. LMLP was a sweetheart, and handled the 50/50 tickets and draw for me. He also stood up and introduced our group, as I had begged asked him to. He may never forgive me for that… I set him up just a little bit. The host tends to pick on people, which I knew because ShaMoo and I and our hubbies had attended a fundraiser at this club previously. Sorry LMLP… I do have faith you’ll forgive me in time! You were awesome!
Those in attendance had a rip roaring time – we laughed until our faces hurt, and came away with memories of a great evening spent with truly great people. We watched as our resident mouthpiece… clown… no I can’t call her that on a family blog! spaz of the group was brought up on stage and proceeded to grope the host (she shall never live this down, much to our collective amusement), and we learned more about the sex life of LMLP than he would prefer that we know. He held his own very well, though – we were suitably impressed.
I sat between two of my favorite men on the planet, so you know I was happy. (and thanks for buying a round when I finally got to our table, Knarf!) ShaMoo and her hubby completed our happy circle. My Hubby was missing though; he had to work.
Later, we went for a nightcap and nachos (Thanks ShaMoo’s Hubby!) and then back to ShaMoo’s place to pick up my kids (the Teen is ShaMoo’s sitter, and Wee One was along for the ride). Then I dropped off my two favorite men to their respective domiciles and continued home, where Hubby was awaiting our safe return.
Hubby helped me put Wee One to bed, and took a big interest in my new satin camisole…
It was a GREAT evening.
;)
Jenn should learn to keep quiet.
I hurt a loved one’s feelings this week without meaning to – and I feel absolutely awful about it. He should know that I would never hurt him for the world, and that I am truly sorry.
P.S. Unrelated to yesterday’s post, in case you’re wondering!!
P.P.S. 6WS visitors – thanks for stopping by! I will return the visit, but can only leave a comment if you have Name/URL enabled on your blog…
This post will only make sense to a small handful of people, so please feel free to ignore. (heehee, I have so much fun, don’t I?)
See, for a while now, I’ve been trying to get a certain someone to participate in the finer aspects of online life. Mostly Facebook, and, to some extent, this blog. Call it a pet project, if you will.
He’s someone very important to me (and 2 other people, who are equally important to me, each in their own way). He’s a wonderful but very stubborn man, and has fought me every step of the way. (No, don’t bother to deny it, Mister. I know you!) But you know what? I’m up to that challenge. I thrive on challenge.
I think I stress him out, actually. No, scratch that, I KNOW I stress him out. I don’t think he knows what to make of me sometimes. It’s how I prefer to keep my menfolk, truth be told. A little on edge… a little nervous…
Nah, not really. I’m an open book, folks. What you see is what you get. He should know that by now. Maybe he does. I’m completely harmless. Mostly. On alternate Thursdays.
Anyway, he said he’d stop by tomorrow. He is a very busy guy, so I guess we’ll see… won’t we. (did we take note of the title on this post?) What do you want to bet he doesn’t get past the first few posts though, if he does show up? Any takers?
I wonder if he’s a little nervous of what he’ll find here. He shouldn’t be. There will, however, be a quiz!
Having a little fun with this, I am. ***evil chuckle***
Sitting here mulling things over today. I don’t feel like posting in great detail about the things that are bothering me, but maybe a wish list will suffice.
I wish…
…that we lived in simpler times
…that ShaMoo didn’t have so many things to worry about with her babies
…that true happiness was within my reach
…that I didn’t feel the way I feel about [something I'm not going to talk about here]
…I was able to let some things go
…sleep would be my friend, and not my enemy
…that just once in a while, romance might find me and whisk me away for a time!
…I could get my act together!
I know it sounds like I’m in a funk, but I’m really not. I have a lot going on; a lot to think about. I am at a Crossroads, and not sure which way to turn, if I turn at all. That decision doesn’t need to be made right now though. I have time. Then there are other factors messing with me and making the ultimate decision less simple, even as I enjoy it/them.
Time is on my side. At least for now.
Sorry to be so cryptic, but some things are best left unsaid. You understand.
If this is showing up in your reader, can you swing by and let me know? My last 2 posts are NOT showing up for me in my reader.
Thanks much!
–Jenn
Note: I turned off Akismet, and up popped the missing posts. It’s probably my theme, according to the helpful folks who haunt the WordPress help forums. No idea how I fix that, but I’ll continue to explore… I’ve turned Akismet back on, but until I figure this out, I’ll turn it off briefly after each post so they’ll “hopefully” show up for you. Hopefully.
Silly Haiku Wednesday Welcome to “Silly Haiku Wednesday!”
The basics:
Haiku is simple! It is 3 non-rhyming lines of 5, 7, and 5 syllables respectively (a great way to use your fingers!)
This week’s theme is: The Road
My submission for this week:
Crossroads or dead end?
So many speed bumps to dodge
Time will tell the tale
Next week’s theme: Freestyle (whatever you want!)
Feel free to continue challenging your own visitors – we’re having far too much fun not to share!
Note: Nothing makes me happier than to see new people getting “hooked on haiku”! Keep it going to make it to the Hooked on Haiku List
To participate in this week’s event, please use the following code in your post on your own blog (if you don’t have a blog, post your Haiku as a comment):
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What you said!