Candy candy candy...

Does any of my LDs remember Garfield's Halloween Special? From the mid/late eighties? Where he and Odie go trick-or-treating? And they go across to the haunted island and get chased by some fuckscary skeleton ghosts? But before that, Garfield is all excited about "Candy candy candy candy!"?

*shiver*

Me either. :)

But this post is NOT about Halloween candy. Nope.

Cadbury (mini) Creme Eggs.

O. My. Gods.

These things are like liquid crack to me. I like to bite them open, tongue the creamy white & yellow centers out, and let the shell melt in my mouth (wow...that was kind of disturbingly kinky, wasn't it?).

Anyhoo...Ange at Names Will Not Be Changed is having a giveaway of these liquid crack-filled chocolate canister bombs of sugar-coma goodness.

And?

I. Want. Them.

I will buy a dozen of the little bastards (they come in their own little mini-egg carton-shaped plastic container!) and savor them around Easter.

But if she's giving away FIVE 10-OUNCE BAGS OF THEM!, O my holy hells...

Anyone got some insulin for me to counteract all the sugar? :)

Here's Ange

Go follow her - she's pretty damned funny!

Now my mouth is set for Cadbury.

And if I don't win, I might just sob all the way to Easter.

Of course, at the rate stores are going, Easter candy will be out the day after New Years.

Heepwah, and be safe out there.

Ms D

1-10...let's try it again.

LDs, I'm not going to Bitch and Moan today. I'm just too frustrated about it. I am, however, going to give you one through ten.

This was originally supposed to be a 30 Day Blog Challenge, but I can't motivate myself to do that.

So I'm going to do ten at a time. Which is why yesterday's postie had 1-10 as the subject. Obviously, I'm an idiot.

Day 1 - your favorite song

Just one? "Amazed" by Lonestar or "The Dance" by Garth Brooks.

"Amazed" was what Mr Realist determined was our song, and it's the one I came down the aisle hearing at our wedding.

"The Dance" was our first dance, both as a couple and husband & wife. Mr Realist went home the weekend of Homecoming his first year in college because a rival school was having their Homecoming and a friend from high school had already asked him to go because it was a group of people they all went to HS with. I didn't get a Homecoming dance (lame, I know...). A couple of weekends later, we were headed to his hometown, and I made a point to say something: "I just think it sucks that Heather got her Homecoming dance, and I didn't...and I'm your girlfriend." Mr Realist stopped the car (we were on a remote backroad), flipped through his CDs, popped one in, skipped to a song, and we danced on the gravel road to Garth Brooks.

Day 2 - your favorite movie

Any of the Harry Potter movies. The Princess Bride. E.T. Steel Magnolias.

Day 3 - your favorite television program

I have two, actually. Glee and Bones. Love love love them, and I'm glad that I can see them on Hulu!

Day 4 - your favorite book

You're killing me, Smalls. Any Harry Potter. Of course, it might be easier to tell you fave authors. :)

Charlaine Harris (Sookie Stackhouse)

Stephenie Meyer (Twilight Saga -- I know, most people don't)

JRR Tolkien (LOTR and The Hobbit, and I'm trying to work my way through The Silmarillon (sp?))

Julia Quinn, Judith McNaught, Piers Anthony, Lyndsey Sands, Shane Moore, Dean Koontz, Linda Lael Miller...the list goes on. :)

Day 5 - your favorite quote

I have two: "what would you do if you knew you could not fail?" (seen on a paperweight) and "You can do or not do what you were gonna do, but you can't not do what you did." (Clare, Unspoken for Time)

Day 6 - 20 of your favorite things

these are in no specific order!

1. husband

2. friends

3. wine

4. books

5. sleep

6. imagining things

7. knitting

8. food

9. family

10. daisies

11. dogs

12. horses

13. Camp Ondessonk

14. solitude

15. movies

16. dirt

17. new mown hay

18. clean sheets dried in the sun

19. fresh powdery snow

20. rain

Day 7 - a photo that makes you happy

This is Mr Realist and I at a Cardinals game in July. Gotta love the tickets that are given to you!!

Day 8 - a photo that makes you angry/sad

This is a favorite professor that I will never see again...never see him smile, never hear his beautiful tenor voice, never hear him tell me that I can sing,ever again. David, I miss you.

Day 9 - a photo you took

I took the one of Mr Realist and me...with my iPhone :)

Day 10 - a photo taken over 10 years ago of you

and that's something I don't have on this computer. I'll have to scan some oldies but goodies and show them off to y'all.

Ok...I'm tired, and I have a long day tomorrow - work, visitation an hour north, and darts....

Heepwah, and be safe out there, will ya?

Ms D

1-10

LDs, you know I have a hard time coming up with blog post ideas. I don't want to write just random shit.

Or maybe I should just use this as a freewrite place. Freewriting is something we did in AP English in high school. Blank sheet of paper and a pen and a topic and fifteen minutes. If you were drawing a blank, you had to write your name over and over until you had a thought.

I think I might have to dig out the ol' college writing books and go through them and get some ideas.

What do you think?

Heepwah, and be safe out there.

Ms D

Day 20-30

OK, LDs. We're going to see how many more we can get through in the next fifteen (all I have left on my lunch hour)....

Day 20: your views on drugs and alcohol.
Let's see...alcohol: I like the occassional adult beverage. Beer, wine, mixies, it all depends on what kind of mood I'm in. If you don't drink, fine. If you do drink, fine. Just don't drink and drive.
Drugs: I used to smoke loads of weed in college. I've since grown out of that phase, but I wouldn't see the harm in legalizing it. I would approach pot like I approach alcohol (since I am a grown-up and shit): recreational. I'd smoke/drink on the weekends when I didn't have work responsibilities.

Day 21: You and your best friend are in a argument; an hour later s/he is in a car accident. What do you do?
I would feel horrible, and most likely, let the argument go. It was probably over something incredibly asinine anyway.

Day 22: Something you wish you hadn't done in your life.
There's quite a bit I wish I hadn't done. I can't narrow it down to one simple thing.

Day 23: Something you wish you had done in your life.
Gotten good enough grades to spend a semester in Wales when I was in college.

Day 24: Make a playlist to someone and explain why you chose the songs (song/artist and letter).
Well, shit. I'll have to think on this one.

Day 25: The reason you're still alive today.
Colleen and Camp Ondessonk.

Day 26: Have you ever thought about giving up on life? When and why?
So, air my dirty "I tried to kill myself" laundry? Only once and it was because I was tired of life and being a mother and a teenager all in one.

Day 27: What's the best thing going for you right now?
I have a very happy marriage. I love Mr Realist with all my heart, and he knows it.

Day 28: What if you were pregnant/got someone pregnant, what would you do?
Aside from puke/laugh/pass out? Bake a baby to the best of my abilities, birth that baby in any means possible, and then try not to go insane raising a mini Ms Dreamer/Mr Realist.

Day 29: Something you hope to change about yourself and why.
Weight. I know I bitch about it way more than I should, but my goal is to start doing 20 minutes every day beginning 12/1. After the first of the year, my goal is to start the Couch to 5K program (helped by an iPhone app). I'm 60 pounds overweight, and my blood pressure is consistantly in the 160/90-100 range. Doc's concerned I'm going to have a stroke. Yeah...at 32.

Day 30: A letter to yourself, telling EVERYTHING you love about yourself.
Dear self.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways:
Your eyes. Your smile. Your mind and your soul. Your personalities.
Because you're you.

There. There's my 30 Days. Went a little over, though.

Fuckers. :)

Heepwah, and be safe out there.

Ms D

Day 9 through ?

I've definitely been slacking on this one, LDs. So, we're gonna run in machine-gun procession:

Day 9: Someone you didn't want to let go, but drifted.
There's a few of them - Sarah and Becky are the two most prominent.

Day 10: Someone you need to let go, or wish you didn't know.
Alicia. Dave. Fuck them both.

Day 11: Something people seem to compliment you the most on.
My purses. I find them on the cheap and everyone loves them. Course, the tables get turned back on me when I compliment them! :)

Day 12: Something you never get compliments on.
Um, the size of my ass? Mr Realist likes it...but that makes one of us. :)

Day 13: A band or artist that has gotten you through some tough-ass days.
Alanis Morrisette - you fucking ruled my player when I was a senior in high school. Journey - fucking ruled any breakup I ever had.

Day 14: A hero who has let you down.
At one point, my mom. She was my hero, then she lost it. She's back to hero status, though. :)

Day 15: Something or someone you couldn't live without, because you've tried.
Mr Realist. March of 2002, we mutually decided to spend some time apart because he was 1.5 hours away, and I was struggling with my last semester of college and was being a real bitch. It hurt way more than Chad and Bob. But it obviously worked out. We celebrated our fifth year of marriage in September.

Day 16: Someone or something that you definitely could live without.
All the weight I'm carrying around. :)

Day 17: A book you've read that changed your views on something.
Sorry. I guess I'm not reading the right kind of books.

Day 18: Your views on gay marriage.
You know, people say that allowing gays (lesbians, transgendered, etc.) to get married would be ruining the sanctity of marriage. So, Larry King (married seven times), Elizabeth Taylor (married eight times), Pam Anderson (married three times), William Shatner (married four times)...these people aren't ruining the sanctity of marriage? We're arguing over a piece of paper. A true marriage is run on trust, compromise, faith, and love.

Day 19: What do you think of religion? or of politics?
Religion has gotten way too big for its britches. Why is it ok if I beat my husband and my kids, drank all the time, cheated on my taxes, and hid all of it but went to church regularly, that I'd be considered a good Christian? Bullshit.
"Religion says you have to pray in a church. Jesus says 'church is wherever you pray.'"
"Religion says you have to believe/follow what the priest/pastor/deacon says. Jesus says 'Follow and believe in me.'"

Politics is a bunch of crooks fattening their pockets. Anyone who believes they can change the system...can't. There's too many of them for you to beat.

I'll get days 20 through 30 up later.

Heepwah, and be safe out there.

Ms D

My Humblest Apologies

LDs, I have not meant to neglect you for so long. I'm just...stuck...yet the fuck again. See, I read a blog a couple of weeks ago that made the comment about "quality, not quantity." I strive for quality...sometimes. Other times (like Bitch and Moan Monday, which I will do again), it's all swearing fluff and random brain vomit.

See, I don't have "I fly the bird at you" stories like Kisha and Aunt Becky (and I love these two like we've been friends since we were twelve, even though we've never met).

I don't have the "little extras" that Jen and Kelle (these two are inspiring - love you, Jen).

I'm not a persevering champion like Missus Gamgee or someone who disects books like several HP sites I read (can't you just let a story be a story?), although Mrs. G and I both share a passion for Harry and Hobbits (I've got the feet and the food thing down pat).

I don't even have what Avitable's does (and I deffo don't want it! *evil grin).

I'm going to try to post two or three times a week. It may be something that makes you weep, or one that makes you snort tea all over your monitor (might want a full-computer rubber for those days *smirk)

Or, it might just be "fuck it - here's how my day went" or "things that don't belong in bodily orifices" (orifici?) or "I saved another life today because I didn't shoot anyone!"

I've got a couple, and even have a BnM Monday for later on :)

I'm also designing a change to our spare room (now that's it's more cleaned out than it was before - you can see the floor!) so that we can work out and move the computers in there.

So, how is everyone? Haven't talked to you in a while.

Heepwah, and be safe out there.

Ms D