Found this and it made me smile...
So true... so very true.

Save the ginger fluff!!

WE WON!!!! Sharks pass on to go to the 2nd round of the Stanley Cup playoffs!!!!

Holy crap, my voice is hoarse....

This made my day. :)

And what makes this even better is that this picture is of "Saffron", from Firefly. She is the namesake for my Soiled Doves character...

Thank goodness this day is finally over... I am one of the many fools who work the polls on Election Day, and it is just exhausting.
This is the 6th election I have worked and, while a ton of fun, it makes for a very long day!
Got up at 4:30 am, and have been working from 5:30 am until 10:30 pm. *thud*

With hopes that everyone got a chance to vote, it is so very important! And, let me just say, based on the results I saw from my precinct... this is going to be a very, VERY close race! :)

My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is: Marchioness Jessica the Splendid of Bampton Underhoop Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title

I don't know if this is better than Lady Duchess Whatsernuts, though...

Damn skippy, bitches...

So, last night, I notice Pokie is moving really slowly... I get a little concerned and then I actually noticed what he was doing.
My baby is a little hunter! He was stalking a fly... It would buzz around and then land. Pokie would crouch down and sloooowwwwllllyyy crawl towards the fly. Inevitably, it would buzz away... but the dumb ass fly would always land somewhere where Pokie could get it.

In the end, there was a triumphant pounce and a licking of kitty lips.

Kinda gross... but I am still a very proud mommy. :-)

( Greek meme results... )

So, for the most part, this looks pretty accurate, but I mean really... No intuition at all? Meh...
So, am I just all kinds of madness now?

Here I am, on a Friday night, waiting for the arrival of lynthia and company...

We are heading off to Tahoe for the Valhalla Renaissance Faire for the weekend! Yay! Going to just go and play this time, not work. Cause, well... I don't want to. I want to be able to wander about the Faire with my friends and not feel guilt over shirking my Courtly duties. Ahhh, this will be fun...

This weekend, one of my cousins from the Bay Area is staying over with her boyfriend. They have brought the kitten that is soon to be a member of our (my sister, Seth and my...) little family. Little black kitty, very cute, VERY curious! Love him...
He was the runt of the litter and couldn't feed himself, momma kitty abandoned him and life kinda sucked for the little guy. My cousin took him in, bottle fed him and basically had him with her 24/7, until he got big enough to hang out on his own. He's staying with her until mid-July, then he comes home to us.

Seth named him Poke-A-Dee. Yes, that's right... Poke-A-Dee.
And nothing will change his mind. *sigh* So, we will be the owners of the cat with the world's weirdest name.
Thanks, Seth.
I do believe I will compromise by calling him Pokie.

Ever since they arrived with the kitten, Seth has been going completely ape-shit.
Bouncing off the flippin' walls... Mind you, it is now 10:30 pm, they got here around 7:00 pm. Three and a half hours of a 3 year old on crack. Goodie.
I love my nephew and all, but... sheesh...

The Muppet Show at Helm's Deep.... Oddly disturbing, but very interesting, nonetheless!

http://www.silversnail.com/shop/m-muppets.html

Well, I went to see the orthopedic surgeon today and he checked my knees out and surgery is on the imminent horizon. Thankfully, I won't be needing complete knee replacement surgery, but they are going to go in and fiddle around.
What I understood from what the doc told me is that he is going to snip and loosen the ligaments and such that are pulling my kneecaps over to the outside of my knees. There is the hope that it will help lessen the pain.
Nothing will be happening for about 6-8 weeks, and he is only going to do one knee at a time. So we start with the right knee and go on from there.
I really hope this helps, I am just so tired of this pain. On a selfish note, I am really hoping that this will not interfere with my Faire schedule!
I know, I know... surgery is slightly more important, but you know...

The doctor I saw is very cute and HUGE! I mean, he is honestly about 6'8" and his hands completely engulfed mine! Kinda crazy... Really nice guy, though.

In other news, I am looking forward to going to Valhalla this weekend with lynthia, shofixti, Charles and Tony. Just going to play this time, not work. I want to be able to go about the Faire with my friends and not feel as though I am shirking my Courtly duties.
It is going to be a lovely weekend, I am sure of that!

Just a side-note:
Tigger,
I really, really miss you.
-Rabbit

Yanked from Dre... Laughed my ass off, so I am posting them here for your viewing pleasure.


New Rule: Stop giving me that pop-up ad for classmates.com! There's a reason you don't talk to people for 25 years. Because you don't particularly like them! Besides, I already know what the captain of the football team is doing these days--mowing my lawn.

New Rule: Don't eat anything that's served to you out a window unless you're a seagull. People are acting all shocked that a human finger was found in a bowl of Wendy's chili. Hey, it cost less than a dollar. What did you expect it to contain?? Trout?

New Rule: Stop saying that teenage boys who have sex with their hot, blonde teachers are permanently damaged. I have a better description for these kids: lucky bastards.

New Rule: If you need to shave and you still collect baseball cards, you're a dope. If you're a kid, the cards are keepsakes of your idols. If you're a grown man, they're pictures of men.

New Rule:? Ladies, leave your eyebrows alone. Here's how much men care about your eyebrows: do you have two of them? Okay, we're done.

New Rule: There's no such thing as flavored water. There's a whole aisle of this crap at the supermarket, water, but without that watery taste. Sorry, but flavored water is called a soft drink. You want flavored water? Pour some scotch over ice and let it melt. That's your flavored water.

New Rule: Stop screwing with old people. Target is introducing a redesigned pill bottle that's square, with a bigger label. And the top is now the bottom. And by the time grandpa figures out how to open it, his ass will be in the morgue. Congratulations, Target, you just solved the Social Security crisis.

New Rule: The more complicated the Starbucks order, the bigger the asshole. If you walk into a Starbucks and order a "decaf grande half-so y, half-low fat, iced vanilla, double-shot, gingerbread cappuccino, extra dry, light ice, with one sweet-n'-Low, and one NutraSweet," ooh, you're a huge asshole.

New Rule: I'm not the cashier! By the time I look up from sliding my card, entering my PIN number, pressing "Enter," verifying the amount, deciding no, I don't want cash back, and pressing "Enter" again, the kid who is supposed to be ringing me up is standing there eating my Almond Joy.

New Rule: Just because your tattoo has Chinese characters in it doesn't make you spiritual. It's right above the crack of your ass. And it translates to "beef with broccoli." The last time you did anything spiritual, you were praying to God you weren't pregnant. You're not spiritual. You're just high.

New Rule: Competitive eating isn't a sport. It's one of the seven deadly sins. ESPN recently televised the U.S. Open of Competitive Eating, because watching those athletes at the poker table was just too damned exciting. What's next, competitive farting??? Oh wait!? They're already doing that. It's called "The Howard Stern Show."

New Rule: I don't need a bigger mega M&Ms. If I'm extra hungry for M&Ms, I'll go nuts and eat two.

New Rule: If you're going to insist on making movies based on crappy, old television shows, then you have to give everyone in the Cineplex a remote so we can see what's playing on the other screens. Let's remember the reason something was a television show in the first place is that the idea wasn't good enough to be a movie.

New Rule: No more gift registries. You know, it used to be just for weddings. Now it's for babies and new homes and graduations from rehab. Picking out the stuff you want and having other people buy it for you isn't gift giving, it's the white people version of looting.

New Rule: and this one is long overdue: No more bathroom attendants. After I zip up, some guy is offering me a towel and a mint like I just had sex with George Michael. I can't even tell if he's supposed to be there, or just some freak with a fetish. I don't want to be on your web cam, dude. I just want to wash my hands.

New Rule: When I ask how old your toddler is, I don't need to know in months. "27 Months." No. "He's two," will do just fine. He's not a cheese. And I didn't really care in the first place.

New Rule: If you ever hope to be a credible adult and want a job that pays better than minimum wage, then for God's sake don't pierce or tattoo every available piece of flesh. If so, then plan your future around saying, "Do you want fries with that?"
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kay for you iPod users (or close to that concept) here is some get to know your music tastes MEME fun.

Go to your menu on your iPod and select Music, then Songs. Once in songs...spin your scroll wheel down 10 times. The first song it stops on, list it. Then Scroll 3 times up. List the song. 5 times down....and so on until you've listed 10 songs.

What do you come up with?

1. Ailein Duinn- Capercaillie
2. A Sentimental Man- Joel Grey, "Wicked"
3. Alice is on the Rooftop- Jackie Greene
4. Another Bag of Bricks- Flogging Molly
5. An Ribhinn Don- Capercaillie
6. Another Place to Fall- KT Tunstall
7. Because We Can- FatBoy Slim, "Moulin Rouge"
8. Before You Accuse Me- Eric Clapton
9. Blood and Passion- Heather Alexander
10. Bog- Wicked Tinkers

There you go... I just repeated the scrolling amounts each time (10 down, 3 up, 5 down), so all my songs are in the top of the alphabet. Hmmmmm....
I've got 618 songs to scroll through...90% of which suck ass, according to a certain someone. :-)

So, I noticed something that is a definite trend with me.
If I am not doing so well, say... oh, for example... last week, when I was feeling upset, sad, anxious, disappointed, foolish and devastated (just as a random example...), I eat.
I mean, EAT. A lot...

Do I eat a lot of good food? Carrots, apples, celery, good proteins and water?? Fuck no!

I eat crap and a ton of it. Chinese food, desserts, soda's, candy, "Hallie Food" (beans, rice and cheese... so damn good, but not in the quantities I ate), ice cream, pie, etc.
Oh, the list goes on and on...

Why can't I be one of those people who are upset and shun food? "I am so emo, I lost 20 lbs. in 3 days"... Nope, instead, I gorge.
And do I go to the gym and workout to help balance things out? Of course not. I sit on my couch, and think about the gym, think about how easy it would be to slip into my workout clothes, go over to the gym and just lose myself on the elliptical machine.... Then, I pretty much tell the gym to fuck itself, and take another bite of ice cream.

Seriously not good. I want (need) things to get back to normal, but I know they will not be ok until I have talked with people. Staying patient with that, trying to not work myself into stress-ball with each passing day... trying to not jump the gun and be an idiot, only to piss them off more. That instinct of "must fix now", is shrieking in my head all day and all night long.
*sigh*
I hate fucking up...

Went down to Southern Faire again this last weekend and had the greatest time!

( Details... including little dogs on pillows, moo'ing steak and my time as a whore.... )

New pictures from this weekend in my gallery, under the Southern Faire heading... Enjoy!

Once again... it is the last day before I leave for a Faire weekend, and I am so unprepared. Meh...

I still have to do laundry, pack, get the wrinkles out of my gown, clean the house, blah, blah, blah...

Guess who wants to be Miss Procrastination??!! ME, ME!

At least my car is all ready with new oil, and fresh air in the tires for the long drive... One thing checked off my list. Now to go tackle the 50 other items..