tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38835238172888832072024-03-13T21:12:10.441-07:00Groupie TailsSEX, MALES, AND ROCK~N~ROLL TALESLadyStrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18373290524193851321noreply@blogger.comBlogger47125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883523817288883207.post-68009126906920559862010-10-04T11:43:00.000-07:002010-10-05T20:14:19.466-07:00George Lynch - Lynch Mob Club Red<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBSFlvXTi7Twnd5c3m718H_3oS9jG-KgdmU8sPNJgmgPbSb9nOSrdNjTAsqf4EzcEU7R7AM-LMExxYl3HnjOpNDRuWXoEpReT8gO8qHqBqlPh5seuH2TV5j_fM7LBRoUdCuKehCSy10T5J/s1600/10012010061.jpg"><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBSFlvXTi7Twnd5c3m718H_3oS9jG-KgdmU8sPNJgmgPbSb9nOSrdNjTAsqf4EzcEU7R7AM-LMExxYl3HnjOpNDRuWXoEpReT8gO8qHqBqlPh5seuH2TV5j_fM7LBRoUdCuKehCSy10T5J/s320/10012010061.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524264145324818050" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); ">The legendary guitarist <a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3883523817288883207" _cke_saved_href="http://http://georgelynch.com/wordpress/?page_id=2" target="_blank">George Lynch</a> performed with his band Lynch Mob at <a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3883523817288883207" _cke_saved_href="http://www.clubredrocks.com/" target="_blank">Club Red</a> this past Friday night wowing us with his extraordinary musical abilities on the guitar that only Lynch can.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); ">George Lynch </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: HelveticaNeue, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(39, 39, 39); line-height: 16px; ">is not just another guitarist. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); ">Lynch was one of the founding guitarist to use the art of tapping and pinching harmonics and has a very distinctive style all of his own. Lynch </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: HelveticaNeue, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(39, 39, 39); line-height: 16px; ">is always evolving as a musician,and has a hand in making quality products to produce unique sounds of the guitar. Many musical instrument manufacturers consult with Lynch creatively to produce equipment. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: HelveticaNeue, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(39, 39, 39); line-height: 16px; ">The most notable is his endorsement with <a href="http://www.espguitars.com/">ESP Guitars.</a> ESP has held George as their highest profiled endorser for close to 20 years. Electric guitar pickup guru <a href="http://www.seymourduncan.com/">Seymour Duncan </a>has also honored George with his own signature series pickup called the “Screamin’ Demon.” Now a highly regarded standard in the guitar world, the “Screamin’ Demon” reigns as one of Seymour Duncan’s most popular items to date. Lynch also conceived the design for a triple amp selector switching system called the “Tripler” which is now being manufactured by Morley. And that is just to name a few. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: HelveticaNeue, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(39, 39, 39); line-height: 16px; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: HelveticaNeue, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(39, 39, 39); line-height: 16px; ">Lynch has chosen these extraordinary musicians for this latest line up of his band Lynch Mob. This lineup includes vocalist <a href="http://http//en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marq_Torien">Marq Torien</a> (Bullet Boys), bassist <a href="http://http//en.wikipedia.org/wiki/James_%22JLo%22_LoMenzo">James "JLo" LoMenzo</a> (White Lion, Megadeath), and <a href="http://www.briantichy.com/">Brian Tichy</a> (</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; ">Tichy has toured/recorded with artists including <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Billy_Idol" title="Billy Idol" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">Billy Idol</a>, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ozzy_Osbourne" title="Ozzy Osbourne" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">Ozzy Osbourne</a>, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seether" title="Seether" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">Seether</a>, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Velvet_Revolver" title="Velvet Revolver" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">Velvet Revolver</a>, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Foreigner_(band)" title="Foreigner (band)" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">Foreigner</a>, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pride_and_Glory_(band)" title="Pride and Glory (band)" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">Pride & Glory</a>, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glenn_Hughes" title="Glenn Hughes" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">Glenn Hughes</a>,<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sass_Jordan" title="Sass Jordan" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">Sass Jordan</a>, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Slash%27s_Snakepit" title="Slash's Snakepit" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">Slash's Snakepit</a> and his own band Ball.) </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; ">As the lights went down you feel the suspense of the crowd. You could hear Lynch before you could see him. When Lynch did hit the stage is was like a climax, a climax that kept surging from Lynch through the crowd and kept surging throughout the whole show. To see such a legendary guitarist so up close and personal as the venue <a href="http://www.clubredrocks.com/">Club Red</a> can accommodate was exhilarating. Lynch Mob did not disappoint. The set list of the night included She's Evil, River, Hell Child, Into the Fire, Alone Again, <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_MRJZGMbFj0">Mr. Scary</a>,<span class="Apple-style-span"> </span>Music Master, Where Do You Sleep, Tooth and Nail and rounded the show out with<span class="Apple-style-span"> </span><a href="http://http//www.youtube.com/watch?v=MEMeB2N8dic">Wicked Sensation</a>!! If you missed the show, then you missed a stimulating performance not to mention a Guitar Legend. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=42662</div>LadyStrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18373290524193851321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883523817288883207.post-6823099159391269122010-09-27T08:47:00.000-07:002010-09-27T19:36:08.233-07:00Faster Pussycat and The Hollywood Saints @ Club Red - Sept 24th<div style="text-align: center;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "><div style="text-align: left; "></div></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="yiv637495237bodyDrftID" class="yiv637495237" style="text-align: left; "><tbody><tr><td id="yiv637495237drftMsgContent" style="font: inherit; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; "><div id="yiv637495237yiv1423723025"><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="yiv637495237yiv1423723025bodyDrftID" class="yiv637495237yiv1423723025" style="text-align: left; "><tbody></tbody></table></div></td></tr></tbody></table></span></div></div></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimRhgITYkAIh6JV7YiYf6ajhWjDPnwUCHtmOyvi0li93mBo5ESjSBaOmX1fhWWbbyvduQfQo7LPjH32k4FHzWnicQYwo5wOPUZpOXfHFlL0Og6VHEdqL0uvdnS_6iNCpsE7CcjK2n_VbsU/s1600/01+Faster+Pussycat.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 288px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimRhgITYkAIh6JV7YiYf6ajhWjDPnwUCHtmOyvi0li93mBo5ESjSBaOmX1fhWWbbyvduQfQo7LPjH32k4FHzWnicQYwo5wOPUZpOXfHFlL0Og6VHEdqL0uvdnS_6iNCpsE7CcjK2n_VbsU/s320/01+Faster+Pussycat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521685878044358578" /></a></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><a href="http://http//www.fasterpussycat.com/">Faster Pussycat</a></span></span></span></div><div><br /></div></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="yiv637495237bodyDrftID" class="yiv637495237"><tbody><tr><td id="yiv637495237drftMsgContent" style="font: inherit; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; "><div id="yiv637495237yiv1423723025"><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="yiv637495237yiv1423723025bodyDrftID" class="yiv637495237yiv1423723025"><tbody><tr><td id="yiv637495237yiv1423723025drftMsgContent" style="font: inherit; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; "><div id="yiv637495237yiv1423723025yiv1738119251"><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="yiv637495237yiv1423723025yiv1738119251bodyDrftID" class="yiv637495237yiv1423723025yiv1738119251"><tbody><tr><td id="yiv637495237yiv1423723025yiv1738119251drftMsgContent" style="font: inherit; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; "><div style="text-align: left;">As the lights went out and the fog machine began to blow you could feel the anxious anticipation from the crowd. The curtain dropped and there they were, with the dehumanizing master himself, the true King of Hollywood Sleaze Rock-N-Roll <a href="http://http//www.facebook.com/tdowne?ref=ts">Taime Downe</a>. </div><div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://http//www.fasterpussycat.com/">Faster Pussycat</a> came out like a slap to the face, then seduced you back into their web wanting more. They sounded just as good, if not better than 1987 when their debut album was released. Though they have been through some changing of members, this last line up of "band camp" <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taime_Downe" rel="nofollow" title="Taime Downe" target="_blank" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; ">Taime Downe</a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "> - </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Singing" rel="nofollow" title="Singing" target="_blank" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; ">lead vocals</a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "><small>(1986–1993, 2001–present) , </small></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Xristian_Simon" rel="nofollow" title="Xristian Simon" target="_blank" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; ">Xristian Simon</a> - guitar <small>(2001–present), </small></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Michael_Thomas_(guitarist)&action=edit&redlink=1" rel="nofollow" class="new" title="Michael Thomas (guitarist) (page does not exist)" target="_blank" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-decoration: none; ">Michael Thomas</a> - <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guitar" rel="nofollow" title="Guitar" target="_blank" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; ">guitar</a> <small>(2007–present), </small></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Danny_Nordahl" rel="nofollow" title="Danny Nordahl" target="_blank" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; ">Danny Nordahl</a> - <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bass_guitar" rel="nofollow" title="Bass guitar" target="_blank" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; ">bass</a> <small>(2001–present), </small></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chad_Stewart" rel="nofollow" title="Chad Stewart" class="mw-redirect" target="_blank" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; ">Chad Stewart</a> - <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Drum_kit" rel="nofollow" title="Drum kit" target="_blank" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; ">drums</a>, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Percussion" rel="nofollow" title="Percussion" class="mw-redirect" target="_blank" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; ">percussion</a> <small>(2001–present), </small></span>have been together long enough to have everything in synche, like a well oiled machine, or maybe I should say in their terms a girlfriend you have broken in and trained the way you want. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The set list included all the favorites Bathroom Wall, Cathouse, Slip of the Tongue, House of Pain, Poison Ivy, Glory Hole, Shut up and F*ck, Sex, Drugs and Rock N Roll!. The musical talent in this band is surpassed by none. <a href="http://http//www.fasterpussycat.com/">Faster Pussycat</a> have been doing it longer and better than anyone and combined with the Rough-N-Sexy voice of <a href="http://http//www.facebook.com/tdowne?ref=ts">Taime Downe</a> that fits so well with the lyrics to the songs it is no wonder these guys are still out there making music and touring. Front man <a href="http://www.facebook.com/tdowne?ref=ts">Taime Downe</a> has remained true to himself and his music all these years. He hasn't sold out and remains to grow artistically and though larger than life to some, very real. Taimie is quite the character, but you would have to be, to be the King of Hollywood Rock-N-Roll Sleaze! The crowd was taken in, romanced, used, abused, spit back out and loved every minute of it.</div><div><br /></div><div>The band currently has a new cd out which is called <span class="Apple-style-span"><a href="http://www.fulleffectrecords.com/store/home.php/store/product.php?productid">"Front Row for the Donkey Show"</a></span>. The new c.d. is the FIRST and ONLY live recording from <a href="http://http//www.fasterpussycat.com/">Faster Pussycat</a>. The new c.d. is the next best thing to being there, and if you are like me you would love to be "Front Row" for <a href="http://http//www.fasterpussycat.com/">Faster Pussycat</a> everyday, so I know I will be purchasing the new c.d <a href="http://http//www.fulleffectrecords.com/store/home.php/store/product.php?productid">"Front Row for the Donkey Show".</a></div><div><br /></div><div><div><a href="http://http//www.fasterpussycat.com/">Faster Pussycat </a>put on the show that night at <a href="http://http//www.fasterpussycat.com/">Club Red</a> that we have all come to expect and love. Don't ever miss these guys when they come to town, it's not just a show, it's an experience, from the Masters themselves and no one can deliver like <a href="http://http//www.fasterpussycat.com/">Faster Pussycat</a> can.</div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "><div style="text-align: center; "><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "><div style="text-align: left; ">The hot local band<span class="Apple-style-span"> <a href="http://http//www.facebook.com/pages/The-Hollywood-Saints/110358025646939?ref=ts"><span class="Apple-style-span">The Hollywood Saints</span></a></span> opened up the show for <a href="http://http//www.fasterpussycat.com/">Faster Pussycat</a> with their expertise in 80's rock.</div><div style="text-align: left; "><a href="http://http//www.facebook.com/pages/The-Hollywood-Saints/110358025646939?ref=ts"><span class="Apple-style-span">The Hollywood Saints</span></a> come at you hard and thunderous. The band consist of Geno Dellamorte-vocals, <a href="http://http//www.facebook.com/NakdDave?ref=notif&notif_t=friend_confirmed">Nakd Dave</a>-bass, Steve Conley-guitar, Matt Brist-guitar and Robbie Six-drums. The Hollywood Saints have opened up for National acts such as Y&T, LA Guns, Steel Panther, Firehouse and of course<a href="http://www.fasterpussycat.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span">Faster Pussycat</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span">.</span></div></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjmyA2WWPpMbhG82dJ6UywSx695ZSBC4UCAVwPiATLxiUV7Ai8LDc5Xt8izzIPgZ9tjWFKkb_59erKvMQapuSstKLbb9tu1Hh5MtnQz1kQwlCfPNpGFittPn1eYNX551TFeCF6kowqEEz-/s1600/Hollywood+Saints.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjmyA2WWPpMbhG82dJ6UywSx695ZSBC4UCAVwPiATLxiUV7Ai8LDc5Xt8izzIPgZ9tjWFKkb_59erKvMQapuSstKLbb9tu1Hh5MtnQz1kQwlCfPNpGFittPn1eYNX551TFeCF6kowqEEz-/s320/Hollywood+Saints.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521684939606027810" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "><br /></span></span></span></span></div></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="yiv637495237bodyDrftID" class="yiv637495237" style="text-align: left; "><tbody><tr><td id="yiv637495237drftMsgContent" style="font: inherit; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; "><div id="yiv637495237yiv1423723025"><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="yiv637495237yiv1423723025bodyDrftID" class="yiv637495237yiv1423723025" style="text-align: left; "><tbody><tr><td id="yiv637495237yiv1423723025drftMsgContent" style="font: inherit; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; "><div id="yiv637495237yiv1423723025yiv1738119251"><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="yiv637495237yiv1423723025yiv1738119251bodyDrftID" class="yiv637495237yiv1423723025yiv1738119251" style="text-align: left; "><tbody><tr><td id="yiv637495237yiv1423723025yiv1738119251drftMsgContent" style="font: inherit; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; "><div style="text-align: left; ">I spoke with Nakd Dave, bassist, who stated the band have been playing together for about a year. This band is full of talented musicians. Yes, they played covers, but not the normal covers you usually hear bands play. Each member played with skill and precision. The bass and drums timing was excellent and the guitar work in this band is perfection. <span class="Apple-style-span"><a href="http://http//www.facebook.com/pages/The-Hollywood-Saints/110358025646939?ref=ts"><span class="Apple-style-span">The Hollywood Saints</span></a> </span>brought you back in time when music actually had killer dueling guitars and we actually got to hear some guitar leads. When speaking with Nakd Dave he also stated that the set list changes constantly. I like that, so each time you go to see<span class="Apple-style-span"> <a href="http://http//www.facebook.com/pages/The-Hollywood-Saints/110358025646939?ref=ts"><span class="Apple-style-span">The Hollywood Saints</span></a> </span>it will be different show with different songs so the WOW factor will always be there. The show I saw included the set list of songs such as Dokken (Tooth and Nail), Aldo Nova (Fantasy), Judas Priest (Hell Bent for Leather) and my favorite of the night Motely Crue (Live Wire) how could you NOT enjoy yourself!! <a href="http://http//www.facebook.com/pages/The-Hollywood-Saints/110358025646939?ref=ts"><span class="Apple-style-span">The Hollywood Saints</span></a> are a band you definitely need to see and do not want to miss if you love hard rock music of the 80's.</div><div><br /></div></td></tr></tbody></table></div></td></tr></tbody></table></div></td></tr></tbody></table></span></div></div></span></div><div><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div></div></div></td></tr></tbody></table></div></td></tr></tbody></table></div></td></tr></tbody></table></span><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=42662</div>LadyStrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18373290524193851321noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883523817288883207.post-12667681979820367232009-10-03T20:59:00.000-07:002009-10-03T21:00:06.295-07:00<div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">This is the same post from last year.<br />But I thought it deserved to be posted again!!<br /><br />Carving Pumpkins 101</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAZA9-zffXK5ifB57bFEkgQRYtUt-xexIy5lq7YK8P0XGqk6c2Z7eXIEun6dWi9R-MzfGoPmbzfwQi_wv5doZfmb-ik3julpo0VxRVXsoTTPtNGC_LrIjjIaCoRIEKGtwLnnoWbWJRJNep/s1600-h/Halloween+2007+038.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257969140535716050" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAZA9-zffXK5ifB57bFEkgQRYtUt-xexIy5lq7YK8P0XGqk6c2Z7eXIEun6dWi9R-MzfGoPmbzfwQi_wv5doZfmb-ik3julpo0VxRVXsoTTPtNGC_LrIjjIaCoRIEKGtwLnnoWbWJRJNep/s320/Halloween+2007+038.jpg" border="0" /></a> I just started carving pumpkins about 3 years ago. Man, what fun I missed out on when I was a youngster. Now I am trying to make up for all of those years. Since I am not a regular run of the mill type person, I did not want to carve the traditional smiley face pumpkins. No, that was WAY to boring for me. I wanted something different, something where people would look at my pumpkins and say "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">WoW</span></span></span>" that is cool. Well I searched and searched and finally found a website that had really unusual and very cool pumpkin carving patterns. The site <a href="http://www.zombiepumpkins.com/index.php"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Zombie Pumpkins.com</span></a>. There is a fee, like most sites, but you can opt to pay 5/10/15 and get over 100 very cool patterns or you can pay 20.00 and get all of the same patterns plus extra special patterns. Last Halloween my favorite pumpkin that I carved was Michael Meyers of my FAVORITE horror movie of all time, Halloween. The pic above is a pic of that carving. Now here is a picture of the pattern provided by <a href="http://www.zombiepumpkins.com/index.php"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Zombie Pumpkins.com </span></a></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257969748822764066" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRE9GorDR5Tv4tdkrnECUkgPXm758KLZ7NAS0JKfu0V3NUGVZbQwcgNPlwGchXaFLLhS1V8SxmnmU198PI1Z0v4v2ydMT7PCzB3Ry31iJHnAp2uYCHfHuqm2Qd4b9X20paIGF7uw7LScK6/s320/sample-myers.gif" border="0" /> <p align="center">I know the picture of my carving is a bit blurry, but you get the idea, and hey like I said I haven't been doing this for long. I would like to give you a few more examples that the site offers. They have patterns from movies such as </p><p align="center">Freddy from Nightmare on Elm Street </p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257970653726977074" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5ea3YSauh317YGmGPbeZOtC-GDjx6VEexJB8srGutgu7Ejk0lH0X_HL5jw2gjdrM4iHk7dg3KUd3Z_CBQS2BfsdyxRlQRCZq-YLVa9VoPZ23s63WFO8fV4gVXeWwpmAWzQuU40lP8yNgf/s320/sample-freddy.gif" border="0" /> <p align="center">"SAW"</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257972578607585538" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3NXW3Ahu-0YE8j-832h2iYZEywHiWmTuMM_F88a7YDQcIFqg___kB6IluDft7-BldlaT0YKmEpDmUf7K3Yb5m8qDuODYD2UCbmEg7-74r2gaG7lik44Pmxp4j_KY4OlnkuJzyJp9okYGb/s320/sample-saw.gif" border="0" /> <p align="center">Pin Head<br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257972575973229682" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG8uYExR-voULc8GwyPgyCNELt7SBia9vjIYa_xIlT0v1gkchRlF1a_pG7hkU7vkaxKxLMwAxaUAT1KuRnV8unzdqS1qmXLj9bWzXOl13fy0urkxiJ8HJULCnohk9SEWhPt8PqBTYIKFuZ/s320/sample-pinhead.gif" border="0" /> <p align="center">The Joker<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257970658301921570" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUeY5EZQRi8lBNUmc63eyeBoQzCMpG1D3SmcPHF6F4PNs44uSAafVLtZ2EJqUY4fy4mrbDTOyhNPyNlUSLtRCfKfwUC0YGl6BIowXbnTICEYa9f43tW0ewYg2n_y7PI4iM-S1SRC6PsBOn/s320/sample-joker.gif" border="0" /> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Captain</span></span></span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Spalding</span></span></span> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257974365993157554" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7mSy72OlcLFQXHkHVQwK7WMtGsQbqaJ3f9zNYuE_q3XZZ05c5CEUhLqNC8mqCqwyyA7fAWJ0ccyjY4jooFC7aolxrr0YsDD7qrdXtpwH_xlDeVdMNZa4dr_rI_ORPdpE0J9vWrghDgR2v/s320/sample-spaulding.gif" border="0" /></p><br /><p align="center"><br />Also they have really cool Rock~N~Roll Star's</p><br /><p align="center">Angus Young of AC/DC<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257970652591940898" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsGrcyfLdMWtvFDq6KbLBkUwEANXJd9hwFP8yqNEF9DbdmZBG3MJma-bSXiQ_5JGObMhy77pOlhg5iJ6NqF9iUJSl-_OskRkf4kQYpNJVi9OzZHYEdTmQP5gxYWvRyUu2KCxXLu0V7CB_M/s320/sample-angus.gif" border="0" /></p><br /><p align="center">Rob Zombie<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257972576586413906" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbq6CKPP85UwFXUUT-gfUQgYFDZB0WJN7xw0UJHRzAf6-ZJXpO74DjMn0m5J0kRF3wx_yt6TfOyoJNM9xwideJWq9nrllbx9K27XNd4RiJB0sLv-YhzPZLihOutgIEQFSjBx_DFSrlUaud/s320/sample-hellbilly.gif" border="0" />Ozzy Osbourne<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257970652415077410" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbkP1aM3PgSu4c6UkGlsR0OU0B-8c_8emBRFszYaTzEO3r9p-pKiMGb5nN8EoAp6CdsG6jWG0sYIRthqfzaGW18WuH50iFEPERP-5DYlSi4kbaPPeKCg2s9qwz-OPSyIOCI_Cbjuj2eMTJ/s320/sample-ozzy.gif" border="0" /> Gene Simmons of KISS<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257972586668369314" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ0Khxq2RGuS4lxwCqyysjnBiJBoFtbHrfhYTcruU11hONzdL_zf7vXSPbqGGed0_1MNebmtgfhlG2_EIpuU64xsWGvb2lALUE4hv5D5lqkfhmI41gxDlmFzFzWVg1jy8s3cp-A5Xu6y5c/s320/sample-simmons.gif" border="0" /><br />You may be asking, do they have anything for children or for the young at heart? Why yes they do!!</p><br /><p align="center">Patrick<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257970658700974594" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVarlOwA40_impdog42NnSk9fsKiIYgAroOAHEp06OkyfDxbhsMsjm1bbbFBvWNrSQFp0r40xwHazEgZO6-_pmJVjhLisvwIkYTldaZuxesq4Y8mYpbQKkqx_EcXC5SeEuCiX02vrJONcr/s320/sample-patrick.gif" border="0" /> Sponge Bob<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257974359643522834" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-q66zMKBH6d04_PUCFZ2vnoh093gqwMQaIRYrCVFX0Kn302gZgQ5i3dH4LUoBwLSkECkTNQe6EdG8ifQ9vHHL_Oqq5h-EfI_2GvaNeqqjSkXU-2YJMmv-qlyMKOLJp96z5CrMpBIk07g3/s320/sample-spongebob.gif" border="0" /> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Scooby</span></span></span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Doo</span></span></span><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257974363976237666" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijOY8UK33f9AG6qHrAmo6x6MsbVq9QyXq0inXcW-gGMwfb-miprieclcGN2DZcgg-4NJdnLWPm6S3TcnNyG0NjhqF8nmGvosLXFgUcPE0nrDOcp2F9366YT8XJVgBwJlr6iXTqucmWrM2a/s320/sample-scooby.gif" border="0" /> </p><p align="center">And just plain spooky <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257978867076850194" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8NYx-Z5ozvqLSMcF1myghcaNncaeihvoy55HdEqW776NdskGsVRKbxRg8r55Y0CAYKvRicrMMjBinmJBau-KhtmUC8c4ZKLzq6aX_7un65FODZ70mb5srSRgxqcrqb7elnKTyDYlbZrGK/s320/sample-reacher.gif" border="0" /></p><p align="center">So no matter if you are young or old or even if you have ever carved a pumpkin before, you should try it. It's artistic and it's awesome to see the finished product and to know you made it yourself. Please be sure to take pictures so you can show off your work to others and take pride in what you have achieved. Even if you <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">don't</span> do so well you will always learn from your mistakes and plus it's fun to do!! Do it as a family project or ask some friends over and have an adult <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">pumpkin</span> carving party! Just be sure not to drink too much before you begin carving the pumpkins, for <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">alcohol</span> consumption and sharp objects do not go well together. </p><div align="center">Also...be sure if you carve your pumpkins ahead of time (which is a good idea, because carving pumpkins is not a fast task) you will need <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">information</span> on <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">preserving</span> your "work of art" such as the use of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">petroleum</span> jelly, saran wrap, as well as knowing to store in a cool place, soaking in water and fighting that nasty mold. I searched the web the best site I found is <a href="http://www.zombiepumpkins.com/index.php"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Zombie Pumpkins.com</span></a> it has all this information and much, much, more. So all in all this website has all the information you need to be a Pumpkin Carving Master!</div><br /><br /><div align="center">Happy Carving!!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=42662</div>LadyStrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18373290524193851321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883523817288883207.post-46775861838541416352009-07-12T15:24:00.000-07:002009-07-12T15:47:15.745-07:00***Such is Life***<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">Sunday....Sunday</span> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:130%;">Kinda like the song Monday Monday...but alas it's Sunday</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:130%;">It's a beautiful day outside but living here in Arizona means beautiful but scorching HOT!! See that's the thing, it's beautiful but heaven forbid you step outside in July. Because it's <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">freaking</span> HOT!! To top it all off it's been humid lately and in the 100's which does not make for the best time to be outside. Unless you have a pool then it's all good. </span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:130%;">.....</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:130%;">I've gotten older and I am facing the changes in my body. Believe me girls what they say about losing weight being harder when your older is all TRUE!! I love to go outside and take a nice brisk walk, but when it's so hot it's just a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">miserable</span> task. It's not even enjoyable anymore when it's so hot. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Ahhh</span> we get older and are faced with so many issues. Weight, wrinkles begin to appear and gravity takes its toll. It would seem that with age comes wisdom. Shouldn't the higher powers reward us for the all the things we have endured in the past to get us where we are now? It would be wonderful it worked like that. But NO... the powers that be instead of rewarding us give us the not so wonderful process of aging bodies. It's just not fair. </span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:130%;">....</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></em> </div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:130%;">So like everything else we have endured...the process of getting older is another one we have to live with. We have to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">strive</span> even harder to make our appearance the way we want to be. We want to be beautiful. Now there are vast amount of meanings to the word beautiful. So I pick my meaning which is being a wonderful person inside and out. But I also want to have a hot body and no gray hair. I know I have it within me to work out to get that hot body. And as for the hair well you can remedy that with a bottle of hair dye. I know I can do this...it's just a lot harder now that I am older. </span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:130%;">.....</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:130%;">As for the groupie in me....I still love the rock shows. I still love meeting the people who make the music that moves me. It's just not as easy to meet them anymore. On one side I have learned what to do and not to do to meet them. It would just be a lot easier if I still had my 20year old body. Not saying I have ever done anything sexual to get backstage...because I haven't. But having a nice body to look at sure didn't hurt matters in the least. </span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:130%;">......</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:130%;">Guess it's time to get up off of this chair in front of my computer and do my workout <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">dvd</span>. </span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:130%;">But in the air <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">conditioning</span>... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">haha</span> </span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:130%;">....</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:130%;">Let the World Call Them Crow's Feet </span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:130%;">Baby We Can Call Them Laugh Lines!!</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:130%;">.....</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:130%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Ahhhh</span> Getting Older ..... Such Is Life </span></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=42662</div>LadyStrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18373290524193851321noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883523817288883207.post-55046960651834699902009-07-09T21:17:00.000-07:002009-07-12T15:24:11.330-07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">The King of Pop is Gone</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">And...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">The Great Debate is On</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I couldn't let the passing of Michael Jackson go without me commenting on this event. I have to say and you all know everything here is only my opinion but I wasn't a big fan of Michael Jackson. I was always into the Heavy Metal Music or Hard Rock growing up. I do remember when Billy Jean came out and it seemed as if all of my friends owned the album...yes I said ALBUM!! Wait...I take that back only my GIRL friends owned the album. I got so SICK of hearing everything off of that album. Maybe in a way Michael Jackson pushed me into loving that "Heavy Metal" music...hmmm...something to think about anyway. From the time that album came out I never really paid much attention to Michael Jackson. I just wasn't into him, or his music. But there was one that really hit me and remains to be a favorite of mine till this day is "Man in the Mirror". That song has a lot of real honesty in it and I admit I feel something when I hear it..and sing along with it</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">.....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">With all of that being said I now hope I have proven to you that I was anything but a fan of Michael Jackson's. Then all of the accusation's that took place later in years in regards to him and ....well we all know what he was accused of...and that just made me ill. But we all have to remember we are all innocent until proven guilty. Who am I to judge anyone? One thing that has stuck in my mind that I have recently seen was an interview with Michael's Mother, she had stated for us to really think about what he was accused of and asked the question "If our son or daughter had been sexually abused would we have settled for money in return for our child's justice? I know what my answer to that is...HELL NO!! So that is something to ponder before we pass judgement.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">..... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Not being a big fan the passing of Michael really didn't hit me in any way what-so-ever. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">UNTIL</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I was flipping through the tv on Tuesday and there it was, Michael's memorial service. So yeah I stopped and watched it. I was touched and yeah maybe even some tears came to my eyes. I was reminded of all of his music. His younger days and the songs he sang I used to sing along to on the radio. Especially "I'll Be There". I was also reminded of all of the music this man had made throughout his life. All of the good things he did with his money towards charities around the world. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">So....no matter what he was....and throughout the years he did make us wonder what he actually was....Michael was an entertainer as well as a wonderful and great singer/songwriter. He will be remembered all over the world for years to come. And now that all of the hoopla is over....I can now feel the realization that a legend is gone and will never be again.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">..... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I also cant help to wonder.....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Who will be the next?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">What I mean by that is .... Who will be our next big musical icon... our next big musical legend</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">and</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Who will be the next legend that will pass...though sad to say...I don't know if there are really any musical legends out there anymore...well...I could name a few of my personal favorites but I don't want to think about losing any of them....so I wont. </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=42662</div>LadyStrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18373290524193851321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883523817288883207.post-84738725130148404332009-04-15T18:50:00.000-07:002009-07-12T15:23:47.713-07:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPOsXUgwaK3-GmXQtBT0QPqB2vbAlyTmhqoKVE8JTPU7g_HdlG2XnbWv43myytU8vOPJYpHUqMbqAQXbDPVpG1ih670yYCHSajYKc5iH5-BIYbENOgy_IXI0fMRKaLuxEveSeeDk-ST3c5/s1600-h/The+Begnining.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325103541641777746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPOsXUgwaK3-GmXQtBT0QPqB2vbAlyTmhqoKVE8JTPU7g_HdlG2XnbWv43myytU8vOPJYpHUqMbqAQXbDPVpG1ih670yYCHSajYKc5iH5-BIYbENOgy_IXI0fMRKaLuxEveSeeDk-ST3c5/s320/The+Begnining.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">It's a Wonderful Day in the Neighborhood</span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">Groovy Theresa</span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">.....</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">That seems to be the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">consensus</span>.</span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Seems to me the only time I write a lot is when I am bothered or <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">depressed</span> about something. Maybe why I don't post like I used to. But ya know what? I am happy. I am very blessed to have a good job that I LOVE!! A <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">kick ass</span> place to live and good <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">friends</span></span><span style="font-size:130%;">.</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center">.....</div><br /><div align="center">I just seemed to be inspired today... I'm listening to Roger <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Clyne</span> and The Peacemakers and they always put me in an awesome happy mood. I love the whole vibe!!! And their music brings memories and I look forward to making more and more.</div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center">.....</div><br /><div align="center"><br />Anyways.....</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">I got the beginning of my "back" tattoo. I was so excited I have been planning this tattoo for a few years. This is just the first session.....it is an acoustic guitar with a ribbon around it that says</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">Life is Grand</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">Love is Real</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">Beauty is Everywhere</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">Now I have to get stars, musical notes, moth, butterfly, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">TNA</span> logo, a rosary, and a Music Love Sign....</div><div align="center">Then.... the next session is the coloring in of all of it!!!! So when it's done it is gonna look really good. If you like tattoo's and .... I do.</div><br />.....<br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"></div>So anyway....just checking in.....hope all is well.....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">I'm <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Loving</span> Life! </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=42662</div>LadyStrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18373290524193851321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883523817288883207.post-60650624329485345912009-02-13T22:36:00.000-08:002009-02-13T22:53:42.365-08:00<div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;">It's Been A Long Time</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:180%;">.....</span></em></div><div align="center"><em>Yup....Hello everyone!!</em></div><div align="center"><em>The holidays have come and gone.</em></div><div align="center"><em>I'm sitting here on Valentines Eve or </em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">"FORCED LOVE DAY"</span></em></div><div align="center"><em>as I like to call it...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">haha</span> and I'm sitting here drinking and can't sleep!!</em></div><div align="center"><em>So since I happen to have the time I thought I would blog for a bit.</em></div><div align="center"><em>......</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>Now...a little about what's been going on in my life.</em></div><div align="center"><em>.....</em></div><div align="center"><em>Well I started my new job and I must say I LOVE IT!!</em></div><div align="center"><em>It's crazy and it's hectic but I must say I enjoy it. Instead of taking care of children all day I take care of male <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">technicians</span>....they are the same thing as children...am I right or am I right? I'm right I know I am...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">haha</span></em></div><div align="center"><em>I have been working a lot of overtime, as much as I can get. I've met a lot of cool new people and I am making more new friends every day. </em></div><div align="center"><em>.....</em> </div><div align="center"><em>Even though I don't have a "man" in my life I am fine. For so many years I thought I had to have a male in my life. Well I am happy to say that I am concentrating on making a better life for my daughter and I. Someday I would like to have a romantic interest in my life, but that will come when it is meant to happen. As for right now...I am fine and I am happy.</em></div><div align="center"><em>You know me... always positive. </em> </div><div align="center">......</div><div align="center"><em>As Roger <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Clyne</span> says "Give away what you want to receive" and that is what I am doing. I am putting out positive energy and I am finally getting it back!! At first I felt guilty that I was doing so well. I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">don't</span> know if that is from being raised Catholic or being raised as a southern woman or a mixture of both. But, I am a good person and I deserve everything that has come upon me. I have turned a cheek so many times and been the bigger person so many times and kept my head held high and remained positive even in the midst of everything <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">crumbling</span> around me that yes, I deserve all the good things that have and are happening to me.</em></div><div align="center"><em>......</em></div><div align="center"><em>I plan on blogging more, but I tell ya, after 10-12hrs of being on the computer the last thing I want to do when I get home is to sit down in front of one!! But I will try my best to at least do better than I have these past couple of months. But I have been BUSY!!!</em></div><div align="center"><em>....</em></div><div align="center"><em>I love life, I love MY life and wish nothing but the best of everything for everyone out there!!</em></div><div align="center"><em>Till Next Time </em></div><div align="center"><em>Remember</em></div><div align="center"><em>...</em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;">Believe in Love</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;">Forsake your Greed</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;">and </span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;">Give Away What You Want To Receive!!! </span></em></div><div align="center"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=42662</div>LadyStrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18373290524193851321noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883523817288883207.post-8608095923714245662008-12-25T12:38:00.000-08:002008-12-25T13:19:45.122-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><em><strong>A Very Special </strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><em><strong>Thank You</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">.....</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>I have been so very blessed this whole holiday season. One of the main reason's is because of people like you reading this blog. You saw just a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">glimpse</span> of my life and decided to take a part in it to make my daughter and I Christmas a very special one.</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><em>And I Thank each and everyone of you. Without your acts of kindness this Christmas would have been very bare. With the kindness I received I was able to give my daughter a very special Christmas. I am deeply moved and thankful.</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><em>.......</em></span></div><div align="center"><em></em></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><em>It was my turn to play Santa this year for my daughter. Since the divorce we split the holidays. Somehow or another my daughter's father always seems to mess it up for me when it's my turn. But not this year I am happy to say. So I got to get up around 2am and put Santa's presents under the tree. Plus I got to eat some cookies!! I don't know how much longer my daughter will believe in Santa so I don't take it for granted. I had a grand time sitting everything out for her to see this Christmas morning. She loved everything she got for Christmas!! I know my daughter is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">grateful</span>. She is a very special child. At first she had 2 presents under the tree. When she kept seeing more and more presents under the tree she said "Mom, I don't need anymore" She is a good kid and she understands that Mom is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">struggels</span> to make ends meet. So she really didn't expect much this year. </em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><em>So another thanks to you all (<span style="color:#330000;">Big D and The Wow Sisters</span>) and my <span style="color:#330000;">friends </span>that I have had for many years . You made my daughters Christmas wishes come true!! And for that I am very, very thankful. </em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><em>.....</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><em><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Update</span> on the New Job!</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><em>The new job is awesome!! I think I am going to be able to move up with this company very fast, which is what I want to do. I want to be in management and since I am on the ground floor I do think this is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">achievable</span>. They are going to hire around 200 people and I am one of the first 60 to be hired. I think there is a lot of room to grow with this company and that is what it is all about for me now.</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><em>I work 4 10hour days. Which means during that time the only real time I have is work and sleep. But that is okay I enjoy it. I like the job and I feel I have a good chance to be the best I can be, and I will. </em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><em>.....</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><em>Sometimes I feel guilty because the economy is so bad right now and people are in a bad way when such good things are happening for me. I also believe it is all of the positive energy I put out that is bringing positive things into my life. Things couldn't be better for me right now. I have to wait a whole month before my first paycheck, but that is fine because after that I believe I will become self <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">sufficient</span>. That is what I want more than anything just to be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">financially</span> stable. Once that is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">achieved</span> then I will start moving up and I can help someone next Christmas the way I have been helped this Christmas. </em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><em>......</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><em>2009 is approaching and it is going to be the first of the best year's EVER to come in my life!! I am staying positive. I will make my dreams come true. This all will happen. I am sure of it!! Oh and Thank You also for your comments on the last post. And no I can not blog at work :( </em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><em>.....</em></span></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="color:#330000;">Happy Holidays to You and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Yours</span></span></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330000;">and </span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330000;">May 2009 Treat You Kind!!</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"></span></em></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=42662</div>LadyStrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18373290524193851321noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883523817288883207.post-74262976141623793922008-12-13T22:52:00.000-08:002008-12-13T23:08:33.777-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;">It's All Happening</span></div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">I am sorry I haven't been online as much as I should. I have been looking for a new job. One that pays better with better benefits. Though it's scary and a little <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">intimidating</span> changing professions but, like I said in my earlier blog I have to make more money.</div><div align="center">I did take that vacation day this past <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Monday</span> and went out on a search. I had a couple of interviews. One called me back for a second interview today. Guess what people? I got the job!!!</div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">As happy as I was to get the job offer there was one glitch. They want me to start this Monday. The manager (Joe) told me he didn't know when there would be another class starting, maybe not for 3 to 4 weeks out. I told them I really needed to give a notice at my present job. So the manager gave me his number and told me to call him this afternoon with my decision. I got on the phone after leaving the interview and called my manager at my present job. She has always been so supportive and just a great all around boss. When I told her my dilemma guess what she said? She told me I should take the job. She said she totally understood my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">predicament</span> and is always supportive of any of her employees that move onto to a better paying job. I told her I was worried about giving a notice. She said not to worry. She said if I had just not showed up or just walked out of work it would be different, but I did contact her and ask her advice so this is totally different. See....I told you she was a great boss. I am going to miss her SO much!! As well as all of my fellow co-workers. </div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">So I think you got the picture. I called Joe back and told him YES I would take the job and I would be there at 7:00 am on Monday morning!!</div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">So thank you all for your good luck wishes. I probably will only be posting on here once a week because I am going to be working 10hr days and learning a totally new job. I'm sure it will take some time to get used to everything, but I believe good things are coming my way. </div><div align="center">I have faith and I believe!! It feels good to believe in myself. I KNOW I can do this and I KNOW this will be better for both my daughter and I.</div><div align="center"> I am blessed.</div><div align="center">......</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">So stay tuned till next time when I can fill you in on how the new job, new life is going!!</div><div align="center"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=42662</div>LadyStrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18373290524193851321noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883523817288883207.post-63589230983422919952008-12-07T23:26:00.000-08:002008-12-07T23:37:10.280-08:00<div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;">In The Words of David Bowie</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">CHA</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">CHA</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">CHA</span> CHANGES</span></div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Well it is that time of year again when everyone looks back in retrospect of the passing year. I have to say this will be one of the first times that I am ready to make changes in my life in the form of a new year resolution. Though I don't want to call it a New Years Resolution. I just want to call it making a lifestyle change, a new me change.</div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">See in the past years I have dated some really uncool guys. That's enough of that, but it brought me to the realizations that I had to be better to myself and not to take shit from any man ever again. </div><div align="center"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Accomplished</span>.... (or so I am hoping and keeping my fingers crossed)</div><div align="center">To be better to myself, to focus on my inner being that had been abused emotionally. I have done that. I like who I am as a person and I like me.</div><div align="center">......</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Now this year it is going to be a career change. I have my Teaching Certificate in Early Childhood Education. I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">absolutely</span> LOVE my job, but, it doesn't help with my pocket book. You know they say it is better to have a job you love and not make a lot of money than to have a job where you make loads of money but you loathe what you do. Sometimes I wonder if that is really true. But with the economy and being a single mother I have to do what is best for my daughter and I. At this time it means finding another line of work that will pay me better, and let me tell ya, that probably won't be hard to do. Because let me tell you, teachers do NOT MAKE SHIT! Especially in Early Childhood Education. I will miss all my children at work, I will miss that I now get 2 paid vacations a year and now I have to start over again somewhere else, I will miss the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">camaraderie</span> of all of my female companions and boss at work. But I have to go and make the almighty dollar. I am now hungry for it and it HAS to be done. I have a vacation day left and I am going to use half of it tomorrow to go and see about a new job. </div><div align="center">......</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Wish Me Luck!! </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=42662</div>LadyStrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18373290524193851321noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883523817288883207.post-35231804177569440202008-12-02T05:25:00.000-08:002008-12-02T05:42:31.757-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">BACK IN THE SADDLE AGAIN</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">......</span></div><div align="center">Hello everyone! I am back!</div><div align="center">My <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">internet</span> service was turned off while moving but now I am back online. </div><div align="center">I am done with my move into my new little condo and I love it. </div><div align="center">I had so much to be thankful for this Thanksgiving. Let me tell you a little bit about it before I have to head out the door for work.</div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Friends are the greatest things in life. Since I have no family here, my friends take my place of my family. I was so scared I would have no one to help me move. I woke up on moving day wondering if everyone that said they would help would actually be there. I mean it was a big football weekend and a holiday weekend so I was kinda worried. My girlfriend who was staying with me for the holiday's was there of course, but would everyone else show up. Well I got a phone call from my co-worker that she would be there around 12:00 noon instead of 9:00. No problem I thought, I had asked my friend Chris to help me and 12:00 noon seemed like a more realistic time for him to come and help than 9:00 am anyway. So I let Chris know and all was on for 12:00 noon. </div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">First let me tell you...I am blessed. At 11:30 Chris showed up with his truck. Now we could only use his truck for the things that weren't heavy, like boxes and such, not the heavy things such as couches, bed's. Then right at 12:00 here comes my co-worker and her husband in a truck. She also had one of her son's friends and his truck following her! So I had 3 men, 3 trucks and 3 of us women. I love my co-worker she knows how to get things done!! She came in and took charge and let me tell you we were done with all of the heavy things in<span style="color:#000099;"> 2 HOURS!!</span> </div><div align="center">.......</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">My friend Chris and I finished up the smaller <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">odds</span> and end's things. When we sat down to take a break after the last load for he and I it was 2:30!! I still had to go back and clean and such but all the moving was done!</div><div align="center">......</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">So this Thanksgiving I found out that yes, I have some good friends, yes, I have some real friends! You know what they say, you find out who your true friends are when you ask them to help you move and they actually come. </div><div align="center">I am very grateful and thankful this holiday season.</div><div align="center">I feel blessed. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=42662</div>LadyStrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18373290524193851321noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883523817288883207.post-21847915394827837942008-11-20T06:58:00.000-08:002008-11-22T10:15:17.990-08:00<div align="center">The Weekend is Quickly Approaching!!</div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">So with my birthday weekend quickly approaching I am excited! My friend Joe asked me to go and see comedian <a href="http://dougstanhope.com/"><span style="color:#000066;">Doug <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Stanhope</span></span> </a>on Friday night. If you have never heard of Doug you should he is hilarious. My all time favorite Mitch <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Hedberg</span> died a few years ago and no one has been able to take his place, but, Doug sure comes close. Not to mention Doug is a good guy. I was lucky enough to spend some time with him and his family over the 4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">th</span> of July weekend. Well...I don't know if it was a lot of time. I went to meet my friend Joe at Doug's house. Doug was having a 4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">th</span> of July <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">BBQ</span>. But I did get to see and meet the "real" him, not just the comedian. Now I must warn you his line of comedy is not for everyone, but what he says is SO VERY WRONG sometimes that it is just funny. </div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Saturday I am spending time with my daughter and alas' packing <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">again</span>. </div><div align="center">Then on Sunday (my birthday) my daughter and I am going to go see the <a href="http://www.trans-siberian.com/intro.html"><span style="color:#000066;">Trans-Siberian Orchestra.</span></a> I bought these tickets before they went on sale to the public since I am a member of the fan club. I got them months ago when I had a bit of extra (if there is even anything such as) money. But it should be a nice time. My daughter has never seen them. I have seen them once before and their show is just amazing! Their music is so infused with the electric guitar and their light show is something you will never forget. Just in time to get us in the mood for Christmas!</div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Now, the only thing I'm thinking of is how old am I going to be this year?</div><div align="center">37 sounds like a good number, Yeah, I'm 37 this year.... ha ha </div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=42662</div>LadyStrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18373290524193851321noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883523817288883207.post-29716584248648122262008-11-18T21:23:00.001-08:002008-11-18T21:43:40.463-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">STRESSED</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div align="center">Just a bit.</div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Well my moving date keeps getting closer and closer and I am still not finished packing. Who am I kidding, I am not even half way done with packing! Seems like there is always something going on. Now with the holiday season approaching there is just going to be more and more to do. </div><div align="center">....</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">This past weekend was enjoyable. After the partially horrible week I just wanted some time to go out and be me and get out of the house. I think I deserved it and I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">accomplished</span> my mission.</div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Friday night was a good night. Two of my co-workers and I had an "all girls night". It was fun, just me and a couple of my girlfriends got together at one of their houses and we drank, ate and were merry. We stayed up talking and laughing until 5 a.m. So after waking up Saturday morning around 8:30 am I drove home and packed some like a good girl. But by the time noon came around needless to say I took a long nap. </div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">After waking up from my nap another girlfriend of mine came over to my apt. We went out and had lunch and hung out for a while. Then my friend Chris called and asked if we were still going to hang out on Saturday night. I had forgotten all about it so I asked what time was he thinking. He said there was a birthday dinner for a friend at his place around 7 pm then the gang was gong to head out to a bar to watch the fight. I decided to skip the dinner and just meet them for the fight. It was enjoyable hanging out with Chris and new friends. Then we all went back to his place and talked and played the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">WII</span>. This is my second time playing that game and I must say I had fun. A few of us crashed at Chris's house for we were in no shape to drive.</div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">I woke up Sunday morning, pretty much like Saturday morning and drove home. Before I left Chris asked if I was coming back for the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">BBQ</span> that night. I said sure, sounded like fun. Then I was drafted into making my homemade potato salad. Which I didn't mind because I love cooking for people. He said he would buy all the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">ingredients</span> just come to his place around 5 pm and make it. So I drove home, packed a bit more, turned on the Bronco's football game and proceeded to fall asleep on the couch. I got up later, got ready for the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">BBQ</span> and headed back to Chris's house. </div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">When I got there they had already had to potato's boiling for the potato salad. Good deal. I made the salad as Theresa put on the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">BBQ</span> ribs. We turned on yet another football game (we did switch the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">channel</span> back and forth to see the Suns game also), ate and by this time everyone was full and sleepy. Around 10:00 I headed home yet again. Got home, showered and read my Steven King book "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Duma</span> Key" and fell asleep. </div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">So all in all it was a good, relaxing, fun, and exciting weekend all rolled up in one! I better relish this past weekend cause it is the calm before the storm. </div><div align="center">Did I mention one of my best friends are flying in from Denver next week to spend Thanksgiving with me? She is the storm!! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">hahaha</span> no but seriously we are going to have some fun. Company and moving and Thanksgiving all in the same weekend....</div><div align="center">I will survive!! </div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=42662</div>LadyStrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18373290524193851321noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883523817288883207.post-26358580560902477992008-11-17T19:03:00.000-08:002008-11-17T19:28:42.644-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">Something Wicked This Way Comes ~ Through E-Mail</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">.....</span></div><div align="center">I just don't get some people. Just when you think you have heard it all, you ain't heard nothing!!</div><div align="center">....</div><div align="center">So I was on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">craigslist</span> looking for a twin bed for my daughter. We are moving into a two bedroom after sharing a one bedroom. The only thing about this wonderful new venture I have going on is I do not have a bed for my daughter. The ones I saw on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">craigslist</span> were too expensive for my budget and Christmas is coming!! So I thought I would post something about my situation and see if someone would be willing to "donate" for lack of a better term a decent twin bed to me and my daughter. I really didn't know if I would hear anything back, but there it was first thing this morning a email from someone wanting to help! I was so excited! So I opened the email and this is what it said:</div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">"<span style="color:#996633;">I would love to help what can I do? And what are you willing to trade? AGE?"</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#996633;">.....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#996633;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#996633;"><span style="color:#330033;">Well, I was excited someone wanted to help but <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">didn't</span> quite understand the whole "trade" thing so I wrote back with this reply:</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330033;">.....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330033;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#990000;">"Hello, I am not exactly sure what you are asking. I was asking for help to get a bed for my daughter. What are you looking for in trade? What would help you out? <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">I'm</span> sorry but I just do not understand your question."</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#990000;">....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#990000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#990000;"><span style="color:#330033;">They then replied with: </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330033;">....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330033;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#996633;">'You <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">willin</span> to trade any personal time?'</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#996633;">.....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#996633;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#996633;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#990000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330033;">I thought the email said personal <em><strong>item</strong></em>...So I answered like this:</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330033;">.....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330033;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330033;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#990000;">"Sure, but not sure what you are looking for. Like I said I am a single mother. We now live in a one bedroom, so personal items are not a plenty. What type of personal items are you looking for? I cant really think of anything of value that I have that anyone would interested in. I do have a kitchen table that we haven't used but a few times, we tend to eat in front of the t.v. I bought it last year new, two of the chairs are not even assembled yet." </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#990000;">.....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#990000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330033;">Then this is what I get back....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330033;">....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330033;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc9933;">"are you attractive?...making sense now?"</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330033;">.....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330033;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc9933;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330033;">Well to say the least I was astonished and disturbed by this <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">email'er</span> who started out pretending to help me and daughter out. I mean where do people get off trying to take advantage of others like this? Man, first thing in the morning too...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330033;">But I did not let it ruin my day! The freak! I just chalked it up to experience and never responded back. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330033;">Some people have some nerve!! And this person just got on my last one!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#990000;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=42662</div>LadyStrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18373290524193851321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883523817288883207.post-49205870322647190532008-11-15T09:04:00.000-08:002008-11-15T10:15:15.656-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;">What Good Is My Love Song</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;">When Your Not Around To Hear It?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;">.....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div align="center">What a week! I am so glad it is over! I was sick most of the week then just as I was starting to feel better on Thursday I got some crushing news. How is it that men can just turn your world upside down. Well I don't really let that happen anymore, because I just do not allow anyone to affect me in negative ways. It was not a mad thing, it was a heart' ache thing. Which brings me to.. I just do not understand men, at all. Most of my life I have been too smothering to men. It took me a long time to figure this out. Once I did figure this out I started backing off, giving them room. Well in this instance seems I gave too much room. So seems this approach for me hasn't worked either. I give up! </div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center">You know for the past year I have really been working on me. Which is a good thing and I figured that whatever is supposed to happen will happen. But there was a certain someone who I met who was very special to me. We had a great time together every time we were together. I mean laughing so hard tears would run down my face. Every time we started to get close he would back off. The first time it happened my old smothering self flipped out. But then I learned the art of patience. He would always come back, and when he did, things were just as they were before, great, fantastic and awesome good times. </div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center">We met after both of us had just gotten out of long, bad relationships. Guess we were each others rebounds. I had been broken up with my ex boyfriend of four years for about a month and he had just broken up with his ex girlfriend a couple of weeks before. We discussed our <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ex's</span> very rarely. When he did discuss this ex, you could tell she had really hurt him. The story goes she had moved in with him, started doing drugs, staying out all night, and sleeping with his friends. Then she up and moved to California. He was confused and so openly hurt by this woman that he didn't want to get close to anyone else. Thus the reason every time we started getting close he would disappear. Like I said, I would just give him room and he always came back. This time I let it go too long without getting in touch and guess what? I got a text this past Thursday while I was at work that said his ex had moved back, he had gotten back with her. He had told her about us, which she was not very happy about and had FORBID him to talk to me. </div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center">How does this happen? For one, she screwed over him so bad. Secondly who can FORBID anyone anything? How does this work? Doesn't that seem a little overbearing? Do men like this? Why is it that every guy I date and we go our separate ways for one reason or another, they wind up with women who run their lives? Do I give men too much freedom? I mean I just treat people the way I want to be treated. I can barely run my own life, why would I want to run another persons life? It just amazes me is these men seem to flock to this, they are okay with this. I just do not understand. </div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center">Okay in all honesty after I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">received</span> the text I started thinking negative, which I try never to do. I was thinking maybe he told me this because he just wasn't interested anymore. So...I don't know about you women out there but I did a little investigating and I saw with my own eyes. Yes, he truly was with his ex. This woman is not pretty, in fact she is rather manly looking, but you know I do know looks are not everything. So I'm thinking maybe she is a cool, sweet person. Then I remembered all the things I was told about her and how she had taken him for granted and used him. So I just do not understand.</div><div align="center">......</div><div align="center">Anyone who knows me knows that I am a good person. I am not a bitch, though I do stand up for what I believe in. I do not allow anyone to use me, those days are gone for I am not a stupid young girl anymore. But I will go out of my way a little bit every now and then for someone I care about. But I have also learned not to do too much because that makes you become the "mother" figure and I that's not how I want to be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">perceived</span>. It's just all too confusing. This woman does not deserve this handsome, hilarious, fun, happy all around good guy. She doesn't deserve him!! I always said any woman who he actually trusted enough to give his heart to would be the luckiest woman on earth. Well...looks as if he has done this, and has given it to the same person who broke it all to pieces before. </div><div align="center">......</div><div align="center">So, I was very hurt, hurt on the inside because I know I would never treat this guy the way she has in the past. I mean I know he is not a "God" and I wouldn't treat him as one. He is just a man, but a man that I felt comfortable with from the moment I met him. You know the kind that when you first talk for the very first time it is if you have known each other for years. Someone you can do and say anything to knowing that you won't be judged and you are totally and unconditionally accepted. Sometimes we meet a man and we want to change them in some way. There is not one thing I would want this guy to change, he was perfect. I mean yea at times he was loud, obnoxiously loud, but a funny, hilarious obnoxious loud. One that would make me laugh so hard my sides would ache from laughing so much.</div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center">All I can say is I hope this ex girlfriend knows how very lucky she is to have a man such as him and doesn't take him for granted again. But I have a feeling she will. I pray that he doesn't marry her and have children and then she pulls some of the old same stuff. At which point he will probably figure out that he doesn't deserve to be treated that way and what he thought would change didn't and what he has isn't happiness at all. Makes me sad to think such a wonderful fun, happy guy is going to be treated that way. Maybe not, maybe she has changed, but I am not convinced. </div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center">So tell me if you think I am crazy. I really truly care for this guy. I feel as if I want to fight for him. That is something I have never felt or done before. We were good together. Usually I just chalk a relationship up to an experience and move on. But this one is different. This guy captured my heart in a way no other man ever has. Now I don't want to disrupt his life, or confront him/her at all. I am not into drama. I have always heard slow and steady wins the race. With that being said, I am not going to let him forget about me. I already have a Christmas present for him I got over the summer. It's nothing big. It is a game. He loves to figure stuff out and my girlfriend has this game and it drives her crazy trying to figure it out. So when I saw this in the store over the summer I grabbed it for him. I think it cost 10.00. Like I said nothing big. I am going to send it to him at his work. Like I said I don't want to cause drama, or disrupt his life. I just want to show him in sweet little ways that he is thought of and I have left an open door. </div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center">So yeah, Thursday was a sad day for me. But then again I always try to be positive and I am. I know I am a good person. I know I have a heart of gold. I know that when God is ready to put a man in my life, he will. I am not out looking I am just living this life and being me. I am a happy me and I like the happy me, and that is how I am going to stay.</div><div align="center">No Matter What :) </div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=42662</div>LadyStrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18373290524193851321noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883523817288883207.post-58608490398043262762008-11-11T20:10:00.000-08:002008-11-11T21:27:52.816-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;">I'm going <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">nuts</span>.....Coconuts!!!!!!! </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267632668902023810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTXm_y88jezwtr6XTMUQZGk9-Hn38Goq2B-yx9wNTrCRIVfjBQfTVcAnDu2DkCeidv_NY7SHVo-omMTGy4un2h19Cf18QwYkbO8dfHZnoyhuUCVA9sIoXYZ3J-pWiHmCdk53E0KbkRSF6Q/s320/coconuttreewithfruitandflowers.jpg" border="0" /> <div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">The Benefits of Virgin Unrefined Coconut Oil</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">.....</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div align="center">Yes, I said Virgin Unrefined Coconut Oil. A friend turned me onto this the benefits of this "wonder oil/drug" and I researched it and have decided...I am going to try it. It can be used in so many different ways and from what I have researched is supposed to be really good for you. </div><br /><div align="center">.....</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">The first thing I thought of was the cosmetic type beauty benefits. It it can be used on skin for, what they say, will leave you with the softest, most silky skin you have ever experienced. Well..for me that is always a plus, especially since I live in such a dry climate. It can also be used on your hair kind of like a deep oil <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">treatment</span>. That is also a plus to me because I have bleached my hair for so long that it is just dead and it is starting to look that way. I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">haven't</span> tried that yet but I will sometime this week. I will let you know how my hair turns out. </div><br /><div align="center">......</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">But besides of the cosmetic side of this there is another whole other story that is very interesting. It can be used to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">maintain</span> your health and immune system! It can be used in cooking instead of other oils you would normally use. I found that research and studies on communities who get large portions of their calories from coconut and coconut oils show it to be a good oil for health maintenance. Okay now this part is a little technical but I have to get this idea <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">across</span> to you. Medium chain fatty acids, which account for up to 75% of the fatty acids in coconut oil, are digested and assimilated differently than long chain fatty acids found in most other oils. Medium chain fatty acids support a healthy immune system. Eventually the body uses them for energy!!! Fat storage is always a 14 carbon chain molecule and medium chain fatty acids are comprised of 6 to 12 carbon atoms. There is no evidence that medium chain fatty acids EVER become part of fat storage. So tonight I used it instead of Pam Cooking Spray in my skillet when cooking potato's. My <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">potato's</span> cooked just fine and tasted just as good. I couldn't tell a difference in taste. So that is a good sign so far!!</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">.....</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">So you may be asking, what about cholesterol? Well coconut oil is a naturally cholesterol-free food. Cool...so it must be good for the heart, or that's what I am thinking. </div><br /><div align="center">.....</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">And get this is....my favorite...it is supposed to also help in weight loss!!!! To sum up what I read, Coconut oil is a healthy source of Medium chain triglycerides, which the body readily absorbs and converts to energy. </div><div align="center">.....</div><br /><div align="center">So, why don't more people know about this? I have no idea. I am just glad that I have found out about it. So yesterday on my break from work I went to <a href="http://shop.hihealth.com/Spectrum_Coconut_Oil_Unrefined_P2771.cfm"><span style="color:#000099;">Hi Health</span></a> and purchased a 14oz container of this miracle oil...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">lol</span>. It wasn't expensive at all, the brand I purchased was <a href="http://www.spectrumorganics.com/?id=247#j62"><span style="color:#000099;">Spectrum </span></a>and I believe I paid 8.00 for it. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">I also found a very interesting website <a href="http://www.tropicaltraditions.com/virgin_coconut_oil.htm?s=gad&gclid=CPzu5Yvw7pYCFRJuxwodxyI__w"><span style="color:#000099;">Tropical Traditions</span> </a> which explained all about Virgin Unrefined Coconut Oil and its benefits. Another cool thing about this site is it explains how Virgin Unrefined Coconut Oil is made. It also explains why you should buy Unrefined instead of the others. I have had enough trouble explaining the health benefits so I am not even going to touch how it is made. </div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center">I am always looking for healthier ways of living for my daughter and I and this coconut oil is all new to me, but I am going to try it. From what I read and researched, it cant hurt!! So as I continue on with this quest of health and weight loss I will keep you updated on how this coconut oil works for me. </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=42662</div>LadyStrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18373290524193851321noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883523817288883207.post-44702439693535608032008-11-08T09:08:00.000-08:002008-11-08T09:30:05.919-08:00~~~~~~~~~~ I Am Excited ~~~~~~~~~~<div align="center">Here at last, Here at last, The Weekend is Here at last!</div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">The weekend Yes at last Saturday is here! This week has blown by hasn't it? I'm sure it will be that way till and after Christmas. Christmas always seems to sneak up on me. Not this year though, I have been planning since the middle of the summer. Since all of my family is back home in TN/KY and all I have here in Arizona is my daughter, Christmas isn't too bad. I have picked up things here and there for my daughter as I have seen them go on sale throughout the year. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Geeze</span>, I sound so much like my Grandmother now...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">haha</span>. But that is what I have done and Thank God I did, because I am a single Mom and it is hard to make Christmas even happen. I admit usually I have to do the whole <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Wal</span>-Mart layaway thing. This year there is no more layaway so I had to plan throughout the year. So it <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">tis</span> done, except for a few things. Whew..</div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I am excited because I am starting to pack to move into my new apartment!! Thanks to a very dear friend. As I said before I am a single Mom so I have only been able to afford an one bedroom for both my daughter and I since 2005. Now I have found a two bedroom that is actually 25.00 cheaper! It doesn't have all the luxuries that we have now, like a pool, dishwasher etc. Some of you may not think of those things as a luxury, but try doing without them and I bet you will appreciate them a lot more. We can live without those because it is a two bedroom and my daughter and I will have our own space! Now to me that is a lot to be excited about!!</div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Being a single Mother I can not afford to hire someone to move me. Which brings me to "good friends". I have asked some of my friends if they would be willing to help me and a few of them said they would. Which is so wonderful since it is a big football weekend that I am moving. See, I am moving the weekend after Thanksgiving. Moving on that weekend is going to be a bit tricky with the whole holiday meal I am going to prepare Thursday night before the move. But I will do it. It is the first Thanksgiving I have had with my daughter in 3 years! One of my best friends "C" is flying in for the holidays also and she is staying with me. Kinda sucks I have to move while she is here, but she is one of my closest friends and she understands. She said she is willing to help and I feel bad that she is going to be here during the whole process, but, there is nothing I can do. And I will be moving just in time to keep out all of the Christmas decorations so my daughter and I can put them up and enjoy them throughout the season.</div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Another of my dearest friends. One of whom I haven't known for very long but I trust with everything I have actually helped me with the deposit for my apartment. It is gonna take me a long time to pay them back, but I am a person of my word. It means so much to have such good friends especially at this time of the year. Thanksgiving means to give thanks. I have so much to be thankful for, friends, family, my job a roof over my head, food to eat and clothes to wear. I am not a high <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">maintenance</span> girl. I am very positive and very grateful for everything I have. </div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">So anyways... I am excited!! </div><div align="center">Guess I better get in here and get packing!!</div><div align="center"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Woo</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Hoo</span>!!! </div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=42662</div>LadyStrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18373290524193851321noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883523817288883207.post-81014711741732422472008-11-07T06:19:00.000-08:002008-11-07T06:36:43.591-08:00History in the Making<div align="center"></div><div align="center">Will you remember where you were when you heard the word of our new elected president? I think we all will, I know I will. My daughter was just getting out of the shower as I sat watching the t.v. and checking the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">internet</span>. We are living in a day of "History In the Making". </div><div align="center">I am proud to be living in this day in time. I am proud that the women I know compliment me on how my daughter is a sweet girl and she doesn't see "color" just people. That is how I want it. Though that is not how I was raised.</div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I was raised in Tennessee/Kentucky and if you were watching the polls you saw how those states voted. When growing up I didn't like the "race" issue. I only wanted to see people for who they were. That is one of the reasons I wanted to move from there as soon as I could. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Every time</span> I go back "home" it is still the same. I will say things have improved, but underneath it is still the same at least with the older generation. The younger generation is trying to make a change there and maybe someday they will. Let's hope they will. Because going back there is like going back in time. Any of you who have ever been in the south will know what I am talking about. </div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">So we are now living in a new day in time. When I first saw Martin Luther King Jr. give his famous <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">speech</span> it made me cry. He is one of my hero's and always has been. I just hope this country can come together as one and work together to make America the Beautiful, beautiful again. It feels good to know there are so many people out there like myself who really want equality for everyone and not just say it, but mean it. I think that was proved on election night. A new generations is finally here! I am glad that I am around to see it! </div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=42662</div>LadyStrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18373290524193851321noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883523817288883207.post-10863111098486944502008-11-04T05:33:00.000-08:002008-11-04T05:46:31.139-08:00Election Day<div align="center"> <span style="font-size:180%;">VOTE</span><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264796271981594498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinVL3VECsZDvejlmqQjN5WjqDho2X_mHdm0uQAqtcm8RAE7PukZwie-oeYD_kEXJMNrVM8EnF-Pz7YcM5Ppad2Rjlav6FYCjXHzqoQOCaMvPWmElnfzYknkL2lFgvD_lD-6B9YTpIgRxIr/s320/images+flag.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">Today is the day people, get out there and vote. Here is a little something to encourage you if nothing else will. </div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264798113676855826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 114px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOeIe49sDm7APaaBoTm1XzlDJr0-HNjG_f6x2W_tgBp9G4hp_dkoGFHucpR5-893MCdxA6GYgqGbGSvwLsIp4etJEXNbZSOa7Qkr5Ci-qsI7zbB_LGopMiMlvMVIYvEL5x-esoHg6CH822/s320/Coffee+1.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Coffee lovers can get their caffine fix for free if they head to the polls this morning.<br /><a href="http://www.bizjournals.com/phoenix/related_content.html?topic=Starbucks%20Coffee%20Inc" jquery1225805742487="11">Starbucks Coffee Inc.</a> is offering a free cup of coffee to anyone who votes. The Seattle-based retailer will announce an initiative tonight to give away a free “tall” (12-ounce) cup of coffee to anyone who went to the polls to vote.<br />The announcement was aired in an advertisement during “Saturday Night Live’s Presidential Election Bash.”<br />The aim is to encourage customers to vote, the company says.<br />Voters can show their state’s “I voted” sticker as proof.</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264797735641778786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 89px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJp4Ieu_qUTfhZ6sRnbysVx6wNhg0zMoSQF6Q2OHLPilMz_HfXZwdo4MajXmofF0jOFnox8weG3tQdu6DhgRU6jfYSC-frWdJX3SdZZCE2S-Uu7BQplg8fBnD3MCS8iw9cvFRNl3LKwB0G/s320/Starbucks+2.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=42662</div>LadyStrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18373290524193851321noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883523817288883207.post-58578560688302567342008-11-02T19:30:00.000-08:002008-11-02T21:03:20.563-08:00Party Like a Rock Star ~ Yes We Did!!!<div align="center"> <strong>BEST HALLOWEEN PARTY EVER!!</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264291077909769762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicP_opBWnaV77uv2v0uscDepAXuGmFyzatj8C66lvHlrSujXyy1jsxLtJNFxXp9Hf5IxvNwMW72QaVXUPh0Ph9RBjzZrbFBoZhCoY70wQmxdqm-f-IfTeOfR-BIgxKXQzU-wA6C8EkgTlL/s320/My+Pumpkin.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center">So did you go to any good <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">party's</span> this weekend? I did, I went to a great Halloween party on Saturday night. The party was so good that its now 8:30 on Sunday night and I am still <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">re cooperating</span>.<br /></p><div align="center">This is how the night went, as much of it as I can remember. First let me say that M and G are the most fun couple I have ever met. So needless to say I knew this was going to be a great party. There was food and of course alcohol and games, games, and more games. Thank God I didn't have to spin the "Wheel of Doom" but I was in a game where you picked a number out of a bowl each number either had the word suck or blow on it. Then you had to find your partner (the person with the same number) and they would have the opposite of your "suck" or "blow". </div><br /><div align="center">Once you found your partner they passed out these long clear tubes that opened on each end. Inside the tube was a jello shot. I was number 3 "blow". So glad I was the "blow" and not the "suck". So my job as "blow" was to blow the jello shot into my "Suck" partners mouth. Easy enough for me. Well me and my partner took first place. She took that jello shot in one shot down the throat!! Later I found out she was an ex porn star, no wonder she did so well. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">I'm</span> not saying that in a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">negative</span> way at all. She did a great job and she was a very nice person. </div><br /><div align="center">.......</div><p align="center">Everyone loves costumes right? Well I went as a Peacemaker, it was comfortable and everyone loved it!!! Most everyone knew who Roger <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Clyne</span> and the Peacemakers are which was a good thing. My friends had on some really cool costumes especially Big J. He was The Joker and he went all out as you can see. The first part of the evening he was The Joker in the "hospital" scene from the movie that looked a little something like this.</p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264284875351874066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGplotSwo1Xx6VyIGEERbmcYYjNTJeVUreQHOpUBgG16MuZMS6fSDwYi0oFV-4ssTp6IQgYzUD1u-1Zd1ResaFs32GWOyOQm3mZ1F4XpmfN_yG5WM93pkeqC_PEbNX-3Ww4t8tpfrdrQRN/s320/Halloween+08+006.jpg" border="0" /> Then he was just The Joker in a suit and tie. He had the suit custom made for the evening and he looked really hot in it. </p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264284867654434146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRWcnBN4kKGoYrOAlJMAdwpDC9jO06a-nCYZu57v_mgELa-PD86EyA9z-rZuRrtYQ68Ro5ccXfuqSo0b931IKW50VF_AYuqTKmZYIr8F5HC4SpU71o_9yhhBqjf2WXAFpEYfm5oT1vCmLj/s320/Jobi.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p align="center">Here are some more pictures but <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">I'm</span> going to protect my friends because I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">don't</span> know if they want their mugs blasted on the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Internet</span>. Kinda like protecting the <em>not so innocent</em> as you can see in these pics.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264285821925423458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaI3TH_Xdaz6gZDWD3Srh67cSgJuxJB9ytJ4Mqtwj3BeQRmvWGcLySA_E-M0lTrXZYvSsjH-6h4s6WtXLRMP9EY5GmzKdkZX1FVkDq3hig3dejzbVpcd2Y0wrwqIzf3ZcltlqXW8QfC1Dz/s320/Take+Home+To+Mom.png" border="0" /> I was doing good drinking my tequila, having fun socializing with everyone then someone started making Absinthe shots. I have never tried Absinthe so sure I wanted a shot. No one told me that it was 110 proof. After my third shot of the night things got fuzzy and things got blurry and then everything was gone. I had pictures on my camera I do not remember taking or posing for such as these </p><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipXbaz-xQtqHa2uF-2TUdAsL_szNYV6_c_tioxRbSYw2eiHINIVFZuNOVdmKTWFMyt75Qiva9NOC6g_dFkqm22wTdZtr1B5zfBd775L_cDaLK4h7iwOsm-B_AohI_VWKFOH4MfVrogXuKz/s1600-h/Being+Crazy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264288244428075554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipXbaz-xQtqHa2uF-2TUdAsL_szNYV6_c_tioxRbSYw2eiHINIVFZuNOVdmKTWFMyt75Qiva9NOC6g_dFkqm22wTdZtr1B5zfBd775L_cDaLK4h7iwOsm-B_AohI_VWKFOH4MfVrogXuKz/s320/Being+Crazy.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264289099960624178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6Mh4taJqu3u3GR47PicidxwT0OOV6F2HzZeHRUX17dhaYG8Fea6Md-cGwzsgWG67EJjVq923YEs4KeL7MOP8zAab5nffF3S_aAUhdhJc2uMamwkHf0fYEfVwRlNvAZ_SMLdOoa2pJd0sH/s320/Me+and+Captian+Underpants.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><p align="center">And Now ..... The Aftermath<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264287671315513682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhAnP3YvSQIHw7PkN3u2XRwiwjZNaDV7em2AxdPYVj7cmrONp5Sl5EIREXnLqIINwtp9PYoIdIMMoW1BtVKH88CQAC6HcxBh3fsZkhbnOMgTNZKbpoJs_v8lY3YBzwshyphenhyphenezaulXfaZW5M8/s320/Halloween+08+022.jpg" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Thank Goodness my friends let everyone crash at their place!!</p><div align="center"> All in all it was the best <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Halloween</span> party I have ever been to and I hope they throw one every year! </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=42662</div>LadyStrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18373290524193851321noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883523817288883207.post-35183224770786652942008-11-01T11:52:00.000-07:002008-11-01T13:08:19.582-07:00Music The Way You Want It! ~Pandora Radio~<div align="center">Music You Want To Hear When You Want To Hear It</div><div align="center">(For Those of Us Who Don't Have Satellite Radio)</div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Are you ever in the mood to listen to a certain type of music and you turn on your radio without hearing anything you like? Or you hear something you like and then the next song is just awful or there are so many commercials it just breaks the whole mood? Well I have found a solution!! </div><div align="center">There are certain times when I want to listen to just an particular genre of music. Sometimes I want Rock such as <a href="http://www.buckcherry.com/"><span style="color:#000099;">Buck Cherry</span> </a>or Hard Rock such as <a href="http://www.metallica.com/"><span style="color:#000099;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Metallica</span> </span></a>or Slayer. Sometimes the 80's hair band rock or 80's southern rock. Then there are times I want to listen to folk music such as <a href="http://www.johnprine.net/"><span style="color:#000099;">John <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Prine</span></span></a>. Other times I may want just easy listening <a href="http://www.jamestaylor.com/"><span style="color:#000099;">James Taylor</span> </a>type stuff. Sometimes jazz, and sometimes (God Forbid) country. Yeah I said it, so sue me. </div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Well a few months ago while hanging out with friends one of them mentioned to me a place on the Internet I could go and make my "own" radio station. This intrigued me so I had to check this out. The site I am referring to is <a href="http://www.pandora.com/"><span style="color:#000099;">Pandora Radio</span></a>. I must say I was a little skeptical at first but what the hell, I will try anything once. So I found the site and let me tell you I go to this site just about everyday. Especially when I am getting ready for work or doing house work. </div><div align="center">......</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">First you sign up...which is totally free mind you. Then you just put in the name of a band or song that you would like to hear. From that point one the site will play songs that are of the same type sound. So no matter what mood you are in, and I am a very moody person, it will play whatever you are in the mood for. I love this place!! Don't worry about downloads like with other online music sources because you don't have to download anything into your computer. Which is awesome because I have been to places such as Lime Wire and such and those places have really screwed up my computer. So be assured that you can go to <a href="http://www.pandora.com/"><span style="color:#000099;">Pandora Radio</span> </a>with ease that your computer will be safe. I have never had any problems. </div><div align="center">.......</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">So the next time you have to change c.d.'s or you have so much on your I POD that what comes on next is breaking "your mood" just go to <a href="http://www.pandora.com/"><span style="color:#000099;">Pandora Radio</span> </a>and let their wizards pick out your "mood" music. They do a great job!! Another great thing is you will be turned onto a lot of other artists that you may have not even known existed at all. It is a great tool for me as I think it will be to you also. </div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">So tune in and make your own radio stations to fit your moods. </div><div align="center">It's worth it!!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=42662</div>LadyStrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18373290524193851321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883523817288883207.post-92145945110408217422008-10-30T22:00:00.000-07:002008-10-31T00:03:16.742-07:00Another Groupie Tale on Hallow's Eve<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioZa30KnXOY28Eq4VCL4IQPsHuZAXQ03a37Eu1dPY9cL3aqxSb4NP6CFvQkLNWPISaGK9Fi7VoiNUsN25AxOc699wnc4M0ZeQ1DdvJoBFFMFRf7YClKxd7p9BLbzcXvyT7OrmMc_za2g57/s1600-h/China+MY+FAVORITE+GUY+ALWAYS+3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263182825664589538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioZa30KnXOY28Eq4VCL4IQPsHuZAXQ03a37Eu1dPY9cL3aqxSb4NP6CFvQkLNWPISaGK9Fi7VoiNUsN25AxOc699wnc4M0ZeQ1DdvJoBFFMFRf7YClKxd7p9BLbzcXvyT7OrmMc_za2g57/s320/China+MY+FAVORITE+GUY+ALWAYS+3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><div align="center">In Honor of Halloween </div><br /><div align="center">......</div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I wanted to post a video of one of my favorite comedians Stephen Lynch doing his Halloween Song. By the way, the guy pictured above is not Stephen Lynch, his name is China. I will get to China later on, but back to Stephen Lynch and his <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">awesome</span> Halloween song!!I wanted to post the video right on my page, BUT I can not seem to figure out how to post a video from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">youtube</span>. If anyone out there can help me it would be greatly appreciated. But this is something I really want you to see, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">I'm</span> sure you will enjoy it so if you click this link <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ImnMucno1ew"><span style="color:#000099;">Halloween Song</span></a> you wont be disappointed, it's hilarious. </div><br /><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="center">So tomorrow is Halloween!! I am so excited!! It's going to be a very busy night for me. First I am taking my daughter trick or treating. Then I may do some fun "adult" trick or treating" myself so I may not have time to post a blog. So I thought I would take the time tonight to post yet another Groupie Tale for your enjoyment!! So here goes</div><br /><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><em>The Rocker <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Boi</span> Who Changed My Life</em></strong></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263197197224747426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioNWLztLzYmll1ZP0yPm6kVGn24Zj4UrUzDalww65PLZS7xkikGDAYxMcQCZljDnLLzWlZ0XPwLXlcL6spsI_Nldd8O1r6KWm1w4xrRY40zUCzsOIbb23fFYVYfFtW8RagmzNDdD0Z18mx/s320/China+MY+FAVORITE+GUY+ALWAYS+2.jpg" border="0" /> <div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center">So it was not such a happy time in my life. My husband had filed for divorce. I had gained <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">mucho</span> pounds with the pregnancy of my daughter. I was faced with the challenge of being a single Mom with no family here at all in Arizona where I reside and really no emotional support from anyone. You could say I was pretty depressed. Well..what always pulls me through? <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">That's</span> right music, rock and roll. So one of my best friends of all time "V" said she was flying out to Arizona to come and visit me. That was great! AND... Our hometown guy friend who plays for a famous band was doing a show here then in Los Angeles and then <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Las</span> Vegas. So my daughter was going to be with her father and we were going to go on a road trip and hit all three concerts! I couldn't wait to get out and experience a concert again! Since I had become a mother and had gained weight I really didn't go to any concerts. So this was going to be such a fun time and with my Lady Friend "V" coming it was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">definitely</span> going to be a blast!!</div><br /><div align="center">......</div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">So "V" flies in and we catch up. She is one of those friends that it <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">doesn't</span> matter if it has been years since you have seen each other it always seems just like yesterday. So the day of the first concert here in Phoenix what do we do? We head out to the venue to talk to our friend and to make sure we have passes for that night. So much had changed since I had became a mother. I actually had an in home childcare business and so we went to the venue in my mini van with 6 children in tow. Yup... it was a sight to see. But I stayed with the children while "V" went and retrieved our friend and made sure the passes were there for us for that night and everything was set to go. So we went to the concert that night and everything was very cool. That was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Thursday</span> night. I had taken <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Friday</span> off of work so <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Friday</span> morning we head to L.A. for the show at the House of Blues. </div>.....<br /><br /><div align="center">We arrived in L.A. got to our hotel, non other than the <a href="http://centuryplaza.hyatt.com/hyatt/hotels/index.jsp?src=google_propertyspecific_hhc_2008&s_kwcid=hyatt%20regency%20los%20angeles1075344278"><span style="color:#000099;">Riot House</span> </a>right across the street from <a href="http://www.hob.com/venues/clubvenues/sunsetstrip/"><span style="color:#000099;">The House of Blues</span></a>. Our friend got us passes and V.I.P. for concert at the House of Blues. If you have never been in V.I.P. at the House of Blues it is a MUST. There are different little rooms and little <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">niches'</span> in which to converse, a patio and of course a bar. It was so very Rock N Roll.</div><br /><div align="center">.....</div><br /><div align="center">So I am sitting there on one of the couches and in walks "my type" of guy. Long black hair, black leather <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">trench coat</span>, black leather shorts down to his knees, fishnet stockings, big healed black leather boots, eyeliner, oh yeah...my type of guy all the way. That is one thing about L.A. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">every time</span> I go there I see this type of guy. It feels like home. So in walks this guy, at first I think it's Nikki <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Sixx</span>, (mostly because of the hair) but also because Nikkie had written a song for the band that my friend plays for and I thought he just may have popped in to say hello. As soon as I see this guy "V" says, "Oh God, that one was made just for you" or something to that effect. So I admire him from afar and the night goes on. A little later "V" and I go down to the bottom floor of the HOB to take a look around. While we were going back in the elevator to V.I.P. we notice this guy along with about 3 others are in the elevator with us. "V" strikes up a conversation with him the elevator door opens and and we all walk to the bar. He and I start talking and its as if I had known this guy forever. His name was China, he was so very strange but yet <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">magnetic</span>. He intrigued me. He played for a <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bQP015uo4C0&feature=related"><span style="color:#3333ff;">well known band</span> </a>and later I would go out and buy the c.d., of course I would. He and I hung out all night long, just he and I. ("V" is a people person and she was having a good time talking and being the social butterfly that she is.) I even remember when China and I walked through the t.v. room on the way to the outside patio one of the managers was sitting on a couch with a group of people who looked frightened of my new friend. Which I found hilarious. </div><div align="center">I heard the manager say,</div><div align="center">"That's just China, he's harmless" </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263197206633982866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzK43n4pKzr4Ux4lEmb2qPgczlWiFcmRbRL05j9EUegliolpkmDUAlKgH5_nZ5O_22OAEwvGJDn5NNvafMvvhyKRVfhdQNbEzLOPTJfkib_gjqAgrhje4IfGGeQdeZ6qTmMh0YcrhzPlXB/s320/China+MY+FAVORITE+GUY+ALWAYS+1.jpg" border="0" /> <div align="center">......</div><br /><div align="center">Now you may be wondering how this Rocker <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Boi</span> changed my life, well I will tell you. As I mentioned before I had gained weight with my pregnancy and I tried to get it off, but I was bigger than I had ever been in my life and it was a battle. When you are bigger than you have ever been you tend to lose confidence in yourself. Well...just the fact that China was hanging with me all night meant a lot, but it was something he said to me. I remember it as if it was yesterday. We were outside on the patio just he and I. The subject of sex came up. We talked about what we liked and such, then he stood up and asked me to stand up. He walked around behind me and said </div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">"I really like your ass, yeah, you have a really nice ass...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">mmmmm</span>"</div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">and that was it, but that's what it took to boost some kind of confidence in me. After that night I started losing weight and I have NEVER been that big again!! He have me my confidence back and that changed my life. It really did. I saw him the next year at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">NAMM</span> and I was so proud to be smaller and for him to see it too. I did tell him how he affected me and my life. He and I have kept in touch through out the years. Sometimes I will ask him advice about a guy I am interested in and he tells me the guy point of view. He always watches out for my best interest. It's funny how two souls find each other, how you meet someone and it feels as if you have known them your whole life and can talk to them about any and everything. </div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">You know most of the time Rocker <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">Boi's</span> are out for one thing, or multiple things. It seems they always want something. But China, he gave unto me, he changed my life. I have never met another like him, and I doubt I ever will. I will never forget him. He will always have a special place in my heart. </div><div align="center"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">Forever</span> and Always</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263197197458033314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-0qZwcxuBlGPZUgIR31K5GdFqGH5Q1o88Z1oSpDPOBXIRtzb46DshEnTUMUGY-wyxXetqQo_T6nuGWFWU4NtoXaVek6aA-pJAKNY1VrADOvUb6L08qpMAwq1hzlqpjlx2cdcQv7SD3DYP/s320/China+and+I.png" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Needless to say after the concert Friday Night at the House of Blues "V" and I didn't make it to the concert Saturday night in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">Las</span> Vegas ha ha ha</div><div align="center">......</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=42662</div>LadyStrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18373290524193851321noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883523817288883207.post-23250109333112887772008-10-28T23:27:00.000-07:002008-10-29T00:01:54.086-07:00Oh, What to Wear?<div align="center"> Decisions.... Decisions....</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Well, Halloween is fast approaching and I still haven't decided on a costume. I do have one for trick or treating with my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">daughter</span>. We are going to be matching this year. We are matching bumble bee's, me being the Queen Bee of course.</div><div align="center">......</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">I have been invited to an adult Halloween party and I wanted to wear something really cool. So here are my options. </div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Option One: I have the sexy Queen Bee that can be worn with fishnet hose instead of the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">leggings</span> I will be wearing with the costume when I am with my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">daughter</span>. </div><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262465759024443042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgkj13GAOhs48HXrfVyWO2vB_u6-IEZZVt0f_vER_Db6DncbHdiFutPHiARX6KOJFA3qpspD0RxHjfH68rIC5soKhqUsRPa_474D753asjL3S6O_iqnMK9N9k5aLWqD5Vc2trL5lhEPQh2/s320/31204.jpg" border="0" /> </p><p align="center">Option Two: A Nuns outfit. Which is pretty cool since my name is Theresa I can go as St. Theresa! All of you that know me can get a big laugh out of that one!<br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262465911795056482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7pWlrPYPpo-tmQYlVdPlDBG4kc8-Ak4KHBUwXZST81JhxZ5TVTNW5Y9Mp8XV_vVtoCL1NmkkComH5Ihm43TEDwV5TGOiTiVKmrcXLQAIbMWJTudpRVQONwM5pOyQJXHvxO2zVHE8Hjf7B/s320/21683.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">Option Three: Now this is the one I had my heart set on, but I have to "make" it myself. Because I didn't like the "costume" I saw, but I liked the idea. This costume consists of me taking a sturdy cardboard box and cutting it into a a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">doughnut</span> shape, also cutting a round table cloth with a hole big enough for my head to fit through. Then hot <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">gluing</span> a alarm clock, vase with flower and maybe some condoms to the top. Wearing a lampshade on my head and going as a "One Night Stand"!! Below is the image that gave me the idea, but mine would have been as I stated above</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262466103880365058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgExGRdM5PJY-ZntrfkGPlmbY-GYcMTG3YLFFEjFx8ShpqrJmHSb-8VPqAHQ-K4Iuzr5DEFoOuvWbvnT3sChR5XYhKg3ngMTVbaU1xFTnoxE9P2uU1miR6xSTIUu5jg3YDn_S6omfGwO6k6/s320/17645.jpg" border="0" /> <div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Option Four: Which I just thought of tonight. Going as a "Peacemaker!" Which consists of me cutting out the Roger <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Clyne</span> and Peacemaker symbol out of sturdy cardboard and painting it poking two small holes in the cardboard to put some type string or something which to drape around my neck so it will look like <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">I'm</span> wearing a big sign. Along with a Roger <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Clyne</span> and Peacemaker Cowboy Hat a Roger <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Clyne</span> and Peacemaker T-Shirt and my jeans with my Roger <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Clyne</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Peacemaker</span> patch on the back pocket. Not to mention both of my Roger <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Clyne</span> and The <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Peacemaker</span> Tattoo's I have will be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">visible</span>. I can also bring along my wooden tray with the Roger <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Clyne</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Peacemaker</span> Symbol on it with my Roger <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Clyne</span> and Peacemaker shot glass and some tequila and go around offering everyone shots and saying "Here's To Life" AND I can bring along an <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">IPOD</span> with all of the Roger <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">Clyne</span> and Peacemaker music I have downloaded and have it playing. All in all I think my "Peacemaker" outfit/costume is the most original.... so...... I have no picture of this since it is all in my mind.</div><div align="center">.....</div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I think I have made my choice....</div><div align="center">......</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">I'm gonna be a "Peacemaker" which I am in my heart anyway!!</div><div align="center">....</div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><em><strong>If Your Bottles Empty Help Yourself to Mine, Thank You For Your Time and Here's to Life !</strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>~ Roger Clyne~</strong></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>.....</strong></em></div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">Salude</span>'!</div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=42662</div>LadyStrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18373290524193851321noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883523817288883207.post-911975173815084942008-10-27T23:44:00.000-07:002008-10-28T01:03:12.534-07:00Another Tale ~ The Sure Thing<div align="center">A Not So Wise Man Once Told Me...</div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Unlike many tales I will be posting this tale will consist of no famous, as you know them, rockers. This is just a story of some Rocker <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Boi's</span> I've known for a long, long, time. Well...let me take that back. One of them is the lead guitarist for a famous Rock N Roll band today, so yeah, I guess there is a famous rocker <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">boi</span> in this tale. </div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center">It amazes me sometimes, or should I say "used" to amaze me the women that Rocker <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Boi's</span> pick to be with. I was at a show of some of my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">best</span> Rocker <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Boi</span> friends, whom I have known forever when they were playing a club in Evansville Indiana. It was always such a fun time hanging out with them. It was just like watching t.v. or being at the movies because they were so damn entertaining. I could just watch them just be themselves for hours and laugh my ass off! They were so comical and witty!! Guess that is what lured me to bands in the first place. These are not normal people, I mean they are to an extent, but they are artists and artists are a little off balance. If you know what I mean. </div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center">Which leads me to a night that I will never forget. It's probably been almost 20years ago and I remember it as if it were yesterday. The band was playing an out of town gig. We all had hotel rooms at the same hotel. My girlfriends and I drove <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">separate</span> from the guys to the gig. They had to get there and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">schmooze</span> before going onstage and we girls had to primp. Anyway we get there and the night is going good. The band got really good reception from the crowd and fun was being had by all. Now one of my girlfriends had a crush on the drummer. The other "Tina" could have cared less about any of them. I on the other hand did think that the singer was HOT! But I had known him since High School. He had actually been in the same class as my big brother, so I was off limits. Which was cool to everyone, except me!! But I worshiped him from afar, just like I had always done since the day I first saw him and at this time it was years prior to this night. He and I were friends just as I was with the rest of they guys. The other guys always considered me something like a sister, which was cool with me. But I did secretly have a crush on the singer, or I thought it was a secret. </div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center">So the night wore on. Several girls in the club saw me and the guys (band) talking. Most of the time girls would approach me and ask about the guys. I usually would take them and introduce them to whichever they were asking about or wanted to meet. I would call it my job as cupid, or I would like to think. So several girls came up to me wanting the same as all the others, but, on this <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">particular</span> night there were a few girls that were just drop dead <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">gorgeous</span>. I thought the guys would pounce at this opportunity. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Don't</span> get me wrong, the guys got girls, that is for sure, but these girls were so pretty and nice and sweet. I just knew I would make one of them a love connection. Well I did my duty and introduced them and went my way.</div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center">I had been drinking that night, and was pretty much buzzed. The show was over, bar was closing so my girlfriend Tina and I went to try to find our other friend so we could ride back to the hotel with her. We couldn't find her, so the manager asked if we wanted to ride with him and the guys back to the hotel. It was the first time we had ever been to Evansville or the club we were at, so we accepted the offer. I was seated in between the manager and the drummer (God Forbid) and my girlfriend Tina was in the back when up walks up our friend and starts cussing at me because I was sitting next to the drummer (the guy she had a crush on) and wanted to know why I wasn't riding back to the hotel with her. So being the nice person that I am told her no problem, I would ride with her, I just couldn't find her earlier. So I got out (Tina stayed and rode with the band) and we headed toward her car. Okay here comes one of the strange parts of the night . They singer (the one I secretly liked) came up to me, while I was standing by the car and just leaned down and kissed me, not a little peck, but a good, long, kiss. I will never forget that, nor will I forget that when it was over and I looked at him, that he was holding the hand of another girl and walked off with her, just like that. I never knew if he did what he did to boost his ego or what? Now that <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">I'm</span> older, yeah, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">I'm</span> sure that is what it was all about. Anyway like I said I was standing by the car, he walks off with other girl in hand. Then my girlfriend starts yelling at me for sitting next to "her guy" earlier and says she is NOT gonna give me a ride back to the hotel and freaking takes off in her car? <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">WTF</span>? She left me there, at the bar, with no way home. By luck the door to the bar was still open and the manager of the bar told me one of the bartenders would give me a ride to the hotel. I had no other choice, so I agreed and nameless bartender gave me a ride. Thank God this dude was an honest, non rapist guy. He got me there safe and sound.</div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center">I walked into our room and my girlfriend Tina was rolling her eyes and shaking her head. I looked around and other friend (who we will call psycho from now on) was in a hot pink teddy with black mascara running down her face crying because her "so called guy" was in HIS hotel room with another girl. In fact it was him and another band member in the room with this other girl. We found out later this other girls name was Snuggles. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">I'm</span> not kidding, this girl called herself <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Snuggles</span>. Well Psycho girl kept going to his room and pounding on the door, then she would make her way back to our room crying. I did not feel sorry for her, not at all. I knew this guy didn't like her, she a friend, but not a long time friend and not really a friend of the bands. They had all told me she was a bit psycho, but I believe in giving everyone a chance. It had been a long night for me and I just wanted to go to bed and dream of the kiss I got earlier. I didn't care about her, hell, she left me stranded at the bar. So that is what I did, I went to bed.</div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center">The next morning I proceeded to tell Psycho she was no longer a friend of mine. A friend would not leave a friend at a bar, in a different state, at a club she had never been to before stranded at 2am in the freaking morning. I told her not to call me once we got home or contact me ever again. If she did I wouldn't respond. You know what, I have held true to those words. If she thought that little of me, then screw her!!</div><div align="center">.....</div><div align="center">Back to the guys and the reason for this story. Me and my girlfriend Tina were sitting on the steps early that next morning smoking when we saw this "Snuggles" leave the hotel, and she was nothing to write home about. In fact she looked pretty worn out and trashy. I asked them why, when I had introduced them to such beautiful sweet, nice girls the night before, that they ended up with this <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Snuggles person</span>?. You know what they said, and I believe this to be true in the hearts of all men. They said "why would we want nice, sweet girls when we can have a chick like <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Snuggles</span> who will do anything and everything we want?" Case Closed. </div><div align="center">......</div><div align="center">There you have it. If a guy is not ready to settle down, which these guys were far from it, they are going to go for what they can get. If they are in that mind set they will go for who will give them the most of what they want, how they want it, when they want it and where they want it. Now <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">I'm</span> not saying a man <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">doesn't</span> like a challenge, but sometimes, and Im thinking more than not, a man wants the sure thing. A sure thing that wont interrupt their lives, a sure thing that expects nothing in return, a sure thing that doesn't want to meet thier family, a sure thing that they care nothing about and will never see again. </div><div align="center">Snuggles my dear readers, was just that. </div><div align="center">"A Sure Thing" </div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=42662</div>LadyStrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18373290524193851321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883523817288883207.post-49552900298037258242008-10-26T21:12:00.000-07:002008-10-26T23:06:15.726-07:00Weekend Over Already?<div align="center">Girls Weekend</div><div align="center">.....</div><br /><div align="center">This weekend was "my" weekend with my daughter. So that meant no partying, which is okay with me. I love spending time with my daughter. She is getting old enough now to be my friend as well as my daughter, which is really cool. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center">.....</div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Friday Night</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">So Friday night there was a Fall Festival for <a href="http://www.wish.org/"><span style="color:#000099;">Make A Wish Foundation</span> </a>at the school where I teach. My daughter always loves to join me for this event so it was a lot of fun for both her and I. We were so cute!! We had matching costumes, we both were dressed like bumble bee's! This is the first year we have had matching costumes. She has always wanted to do this, but I never wanted to be Tinker Bell, which is what she always wanted to be. So this year we agreed on bumble bee's. Lots of games and food and fun!! So <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Friday</span> was a fun night for both of us!</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">.....</div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Saturday </div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Well one thing that's always on the Saturday routine is running errands. So we did all of that boring stuff...grocery, post office, etc. But there was also some cool stuff like..... looking at a new apartment. I found an apartment is much bigger than the one my daughter and I are now in and I wanted to know if my daughter liked it before I made any major decisions. So I took her and showed her the apartment and she LOVED IT!! Which took a load off of my mind. So come the last week in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">November</span> my daughter and I will be moving into a new, bigger place!! Which is awesome great news for the both of us!</div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Next we went shopping for pumpkins. We both love carving pumpkins at Halloween. We went with the thought in mind of picking out just the right pumpkins for what we were carving. I picked the perfect one for my favorite "Michael Meyers" and my daughter picked out a wonderful one for her "Spider". <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Pumpkin</span> shopping was the last stop for the day. Thank Goodness! So after a long day of running around, we ate dinner then decided to pick out a movie to watch together. She wanted to watch the movie "Sex in the City"<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261709817384808962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 80px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM6_uuANvCmZpUOSE_HrGvakxUQ0OlSHQQgYpKJwmFJXmyNAuwfFULP_zdpeUkYZdmRPv32qfkTtHtQ-ICwG9Dux5x_ZdF08yzEVab0PDK0V-CYEKicOP95rPugTq3jhF9mFWt4J21K0fV/s320/MV5BMjEyNzA2MTM2Nl5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNjUwNjM5MQ@@__V1__CR29,0,441,441_SS80_.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><div align="center">I had already seen the movie and I think that every young girl should see more movies like this one. There are a lot of lesson's in that movie that we only get to know as we grow older and sometimes it is good to have a "heads up". So I agreed to watch the movie with her. Sure she asked lots of questions, but ya know what? I answered them with honesty. That is one thing about me and my daughter. I always am honest with her as I hope she is with me now and will be with me as she gets older. </div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">......</div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Sunday<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261710544567533298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE_XlBu6bthyQeAQJrX8Fkaq58cXhNdKRmJ8TxuFMHmIKY5U6AtC7TeDHLyEvo6D2nPJguFk4YkXEMPo36O06yn26nbehYKC76fgcTpNG_mILJG4U1yemLwo61PSCZ7BPWQ-qZHY0_Fr4Q/s320/highschoolmusic3_galleryposter.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center">My daughter wakes me up Sunday morning proclaiming that if we go to the movies before noon we can get in for $5.00 each and she just MUST go see High School Musical 3. So I got out of bed earlier than I wanted and we headed out to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">AMC</span>. I really did not want to go and see this movie. I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">don't</span> know why...I just didn't think I would find it enjoyable. We get there, get situated and the first scene was of a basketball game. That is a plus!! because I am a HUGE basketball fan. From there I have to admit, I did find it enjoyable. I don't think I would sit through it again. But it was an enjoyable for me and my daughter to see together. </div><div align="center">......</div><br /><div align="center">I am so glad that me and my daughter can enjoy things like movies, carving pumpkins and even just running errands. Because I know there will come a time when she will be a teen and she will find me so uncool. Just as I as a teen found my mother so uncool. I hope it doesn't happen, but <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">I'm</span> sure it will to an extent and I'm not looking forward to that day. So for now I am enjoying the time that we do have together. When we can laugh, talk, sing, and just have plain old fun! These are the times I will treasure....and I do. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=42662</div>LadyStrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18373290524193851321noreply@blogger.com0