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Swiped from Dennie


You Should Be a Film Writer


You don’t just create compelling stories, you see them as clearly as a movie in your mind.
You have a knack for details and dialogue. You can really make a character come to life.
Chances are, you enjoy creating all types of stories. The joy is in the storytelling.
And nothing would please you more than millions of people seeing your story on the big screen!

Huh…….go figure. I definitely have a knack for dialog but film writing?

And a Spell Checker in a Pear Tree!!!


The Recipe For Cece


3 parts Dignity
2 parts Difance
1 part Rebellion

Splash of Humor

Finish off with whipped cream

And…….just to be fair!


The Recipe For Amie


3 parts Shrewdness
2 parts Playfulness
1 part Devilry

Splash of Class

Shake vigorously

Stolen

Stolen from Anne……….who stole it from Shiloh who stole it from PBW

cash advance

Somehow I’m not surprised………

Yo Santa!

I want this for Christmas (be sure to watch The Video … I’ve never seen a man smile so much while exercising. Imagine how much a woman would like it)

*that’s one damned expensive vibrator

**Yes Tanya I”m writing :)

My Dad Reads Paranormal Romance

HEHEEEEEEEE You heard me right! See on Tuesday I had to have some minor outpatient surgery and Dad had to drive me (bless his heart we had to be there before dawn even thought about cracking and then stay for like four hours once they were done). So anyway he finished his book and I always take extras so I told him there was one down in my bag and it was about a hitman (which is about all I knew because I hadn’t read it.

Well the book was HUNTERS MOON. I got it from CT Adams and Cathy Clamp at the book signing we did in Stephenville! Hehehehehe he finished like half the book in two hours! And I had to let him keep it so he could read the rest. He left for Ohio this morning so he’ll probably finish it on the flight back in a few days. :D

I’m up 4k on my Nano project. What’s everyone else up to? I feel SO out of the loop.

Help Me Help Tanya

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.

Upon Which Elvis Leaves The Building

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.



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