Amie Stuart ~ On the Back Porch

I have Wordpress 2.3 and I can’t make the smileys work. If you can or if you know who can, hollar at me. It just makes my head hurt.

And remember………If it’s Monday, I’m at Southern Fried Chicas

If it’s Tuesday, I’m at Naughty and Spice

If it’s Wednesday - Sunday I’m probably in my writing cave though I’ll probably pop out on occasion for Slim Camp and stuff.

We had a FABULOUS time at the HeartLa luncheon this weekend!!! It was a great trip but lots of driving. I want to send out a big thank you to the ladies for all their hard work. It was a blast, and we made some great new friends!

Ok the real reason I’m here….Can you smoke in the bar section of a restaurant in Austin, Texas? You can in Arlington and I think most of the HEB, NRH area, but i don’t think you can in Dallas..it’s for my WIP. Without actually calling an eatery down there, I’d like to try and find out.

Anyone…anyone….

Sorry about the noseeum smileys…i upgraded the blog and i can’t figure out how to make the f*ckers show up.

Or so … and counting. I’m under deadline and because I’ve been sick, I’m behind.

So here’s the plan.

If it’s Monday, I’m at Southern Fried Chicas

If it’s Tuesday, I’m at Naughty and Spice

If it’s Wednesday - Sunday I’m probably in my writing cave though I’ll probably pop out on occasion for Slim Camp and stuff.

Scoop!!!!! Did it take him long enough to show Claire he could fly??? And the car, in Mexico…it was CLAIRES!!!!!!! I was LMAO! All in all a good episode, not great, but good. I’m SO GLAD it looks like Prison Break isn’t going to spend the whole season “inside”. What else is everyone watching and loving?

Okay……..
Emma tagged me so here we go!

Players offer eight random habits/facts about themselves. If you’re tagged, you need to write your own blog about your eight things and post the rules. At the end of your blog post, you need to choose eight people to tag–and list their names. If you participate, don’t forget to leave your people a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

8 things about me!

1. I have no patience for whiney-babies

2. I hate to clean house

3. I hate a dirty house MORE than I hate to clean

4. I’m slightly obsessive compulsive (but I believe it’s almost a prerequisite to being a writer, so it’s okay).

5. I hate fixing my hair and would love to have it cut ala Halle Berry

6. My forehead is too long, that’s why I don’t have it cut ala Halle Berry (of course it’s ALMOST that short now LOL)

7. I NEVER stay in contact with my ex’s (except the one I have children with and only because I have to)

8. I HATE people who talk during movies — or children who ask questions during movies because they’re too lazy to just be quite and WATCH THE MOVIE

I’m not tagging anyone…….the tag stops here.

But first……..a joke!

WOMEN’S ASS SIZE STUDY

There is a new study about women and how they feel about their asses, the results were pretty interesting:

30% of women think their ass is too fat…

10% of women think their ass is too skinny…
(more…)

Beth is over at Sasha’s talking about food allergies. And I”m going to come back here and talk about some health issues. But first a few words from our sponsors.

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I’m over at NAS(ty) today – it’s rather er well not for the faint of heart so you were warned. And be prepared to play.

As you all know, I have two boys. They fight. A LOT. There is much wrestling and name calling–I even had to break up a wrestling match at 7:30 this morning. You’d think at nearly 14 and 12 they’d effing stop by now! But no.

So anyway a few months back, they’re verbally harassing each other and I decided to step in. It went something like this, “Hey #2 son. Com’ere.”

“What, oh most fabulous mommy of mine?” (because you KNOW I AM)
“Go out there and tell #1 his name was almost Elvis.”
“What tha? GET OUT NO WAY. My mom would NEVER do that to a son of hers, oh most fabulous mommy of mine!”
“You’re right, beloved son, but your dad would.” (S’truth I SWEAR!)
So with much glee, #2 son runs to the living room and says, “Ha ha you were almost named Elvis.”
At which point He Who Shall Foreverafter Be Referred to Elvis on This Blog says, “BULL!”
At which point I call out, “Oh yeah! Your dad wanted to call you Elvis…or Bruce after Bruce Lee.”
At which point Elvis comes running in my room, falls on his knees and gives me the most beseeching looking. “Mommy PLEASE tell me, did #2 brother have an alternate name?”
“Yes dear.”
At which point, he climbs a bit higher on the bed and whispers, “Please, oh darling mother of mine, tell me…what was it?”
“Kevin.”
At which point, Elvis slumps in misery at the side of the bed. Much like the Devil who went down to Georgia, Elvis knows he’s been defeated.
And this is where Elvis leaves the building…or at least my room. Even he knows there is no glory in calling his little brother by the Name He Will Forever After Be Know By on This Blog, KEVIN.

And yes, I laughed. Because even the most fabulous mommy in the world can have a bit of a mean streak.