I came home from one of the most amazingly awesome weekends ever with bronchitis. I don't even care if I spelled that right. I am typing this from bed, where I have been all week, just to let you know I'm alive, just sick.
Hopefully back to regular blogging and my Alabama Kimberday recap next week.
MISS YOU ALL!
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Thursday, August 20, 2009
KIMBERDAY KIMBERDAY KIMBERDAY - finally - POST 4
Kim I really hope you do have a wonderful birthday. Even if I have to force it down your throat.
See ya in a few hours. :)
See ya in a few hours. :)
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Kimberweek - post 2
I am personally celebrating KIMBERWEEK! Kim deserves more then what I could ever give, but I'm freakin pounding ahead.
KIMBERDAY is 2 days away. I know we have to do it up.. and do it up RIGHT. Cause if anyone deserves it (more then ME!). It would be Kim.
Captain Morgan is a whore who throws himself at me on a regular basis. (like if I was single every male in the universe would - Damn I crack me up!)
Tonight for KIMBERWEEK - Day 2, I give you this.
KIMBERDAY is 2 days away. I know we have to do it up.. and do it up RIGHT. Cause if anyone deserves it (more then ME!). It would be Kim.
Captain Morgan is a whore who throws himself at me on a regular basis. (like if I was single every male in the universe would - Damn I crack me up!)
Tonight for KIMBERWEEK - Day 2, I give you this.
THE TOP TEN THINGS YOU WANT TO KNOW ABOUT KIM BUT ARE AFRAID TO ASK
Rant Rant Rant Rant
This week is supposed to be dedicated to Kim but as always, I can't keep my mouth shut, so today will be a double post.. this one, and one later... all about Kim.
I haven't been keeping up on my blog reading as much as I like. I'm super busy at work with very little down time. Home, we share a laptop, and if I try to read blogs, Scott gets annoyed that I'm not paying attention to him and well, it just doesn't work.
Today though, I needed a break this morning. So I thought I'd catch up on some of those blogs in my reader.
After reading about 10 blogs, I'm twisted. And not all in a good way.
One blogger basically slammed my 'type' of blog and how I blog. Not me personally, but just style wise. And enough 'detail' that in general, I know my blog is part of the slam.
I am so sorry I am not freakin internet/web savvy as you are with 15 different pages, and ads, and huge headers on my blog, but ya know what, I like my blog as it is. Even if it is on blogspot. I never had a big problem with this site, and if it ain't broke, why fix it? It's sad that other bloggers can think themselves so special that the peons like me are just considered crap and not even worth their precious time.
I also read another post that talked about how blogging is dead and no one reads or comments on blogs anymore because of Twitter.
I read EVERY SINGLE blog that is in my reader. It could take me days, but I do. When I get over 500 I may not comment as much but I do read. I look at putting a blog in my reader as a commitment to YOU the blog writer. You took the time write it. You took the time to publish it. I will make the commitment to read it. Besides, I've always loved to read, and reading blogs is something I do enjoy.
Then I read another blog about how this is such a blow to some blogs they are just checking out and shutting down.
I'm just floored. I've been blogging a little over 2 years. I do not do this for money. You don't see any ads on my site (except for Breast Cancer awareness!). You will never see ads on my site for money.
There may be a week or days where I don't post, but that's MY choice. I will not be forced to post because YOU think I should. This is my outlet. Where I come to say what I want.
I really could go on and on right now, cause like I said - panties in a bunch!
Ugh. But I will just shut up right now. I'm so disgusted with the internet.
Maybe I just shouldn't have drank all the rum last night.
I haven't been keeping up on my blog reading as much as I like. I'm super busy at work with very little down time. Home, we share a laptop, and if I try to read blogs, Scott gets annoyed that I'm not paying attention to him and well, it just doesn't work.
Today though, I needed a break this morning. So I thought I'd catch up on some of those blogs in my reader.
After reading about 10 blogs, I'm twisted. And not all in a good way.
One blogger basically slammed my 'type' of blog and how I blog. Not me personally, but just style wise. And enough 'detail' that in general, I know my blog is part of the slam.
I am so sorry I am not freakin internet/web savvy as you are with 15 different pages, and ads, and huge headers on my blog, but ya know what, I like my blog as it is. Even if it is on blogspot. I never had a big problem with this site, and if it ain't broke, why fix it? It's sad that other bloggers can think themselves so special that the peons like me are just considered crap and not even worth their precious time.
I also read another post that talked about how blogging is dead and no one reads or comments on blogs anymore because of Twitter.
I read EVERY SINGLE blog that is in my reader. It could take me days, but I do. When I get over 500 I may not comment as much but I do read. I look at putting a blog in my reader as a commitment to YOU the blog writer. You took the time write it. You took the time to publish it. I will make the commitment to read it. Besides, I've always loved to read, and reading blogs is something I do enjoy.
Then I read another blog about how this is such a blow to some blogs they are just checking out and shutting down.
I'm just floored. I've been blogging a little over 2 years. I do not do this for money. You don't see any ads on my site (except for Breast Cancer awareness!). You will never see ads on my site for money.
There may be a week or days where I don't post, but that's MY choice. I will not be forced to post because YOU think I should. This is my outlet. Where I come to say what I want.
I really could go on and on right now, cause like I said - panties in a bunch!
Ugh. But I will just shut up right now. I'm so disgusted with the internet.
Maybe I just shouldn't have drank all the rum last night.
Monday, August 17, 2009
Kimberweek - post 1
Welcome to the world of Captain Morgan, me figuring out the webcam/microphone and I did it all for Kim. Cause it's KIMBERWEEK. I know we have to do it up.. and do it up RIGHT.
Friday, August 14, 2009
Skywatch Friday
Scenes from the passenger seat
Another shot that Chris took on our way to Kentucky. She was the passenger! I believe this was near Pittsburgh.
Click for more Sky Watch Friday!
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
When Dreams die do they go to Heaven?
We all have dreams. I'm not talking about "I dreamt of you and you kept stealing my car keys and making me chase you. "
I mean those dreams that started in childhood. The early ones, full of wonder, hope, curiosity. The ones that left a sparkle in your eye when you thought about them.
For some, if not most, those dreams eventually disappear as you get older, and things change. Your desires, your friends, your family, your self.
I remember being in 2nd Grade and having to create a paper doll of myself as what I thought I would be in the future. I was going to be a doctor. I even remember cutting out a paper stethoscope for the doll. I can picture that doll in my head as if it were in front of me now.
I did not become a doctor. That dream disappeared over time. And over bad math skills.
Then there are the teenage dreams. Of love, lust, happy ever after, adoration and together forever. And all the rainbows and smiley faces that go with it. The white picket fence, the I'll have a pool someday and a car and a.... whatever it is your dream had in it. It was your dream.
Mixed in there somewhere are dreams of what you will become, what your future will hold for you. Go to college or not. Do some kind of training or not. Become a Wall Street trader, a Lawyer, a manager of the local Burger King. Whatever path you chose.
But even then, there were more dreams. Once you found your path, and yourself, the dream started to become reality. The reality became the dream.
It was heaven.
Then things change again. Life throws curve balls, unexpected twists and turns, you become an adult. You realize that your dream is not sustaining you. That you can barely live on just your dream. So you do something about it.
You move.
You change careers.
You change your mind about marriage and family.
You get married.
You buy a house
You by a car.
No more dreams. No more sparkle in the eye. Smiles are hard to come by.
Reality has hit. It's all become a rush to pay the bills, the mortgage, keep food on the table and shelter over the family. The stress of the job you hate that you took because you needed to. The place you live, with someone you love, just really isn't 'home'. But you push forward because you now MUST DO. You must be what you chose. You must follow that path, because that is the one you are on.
You are no longer on the dream path. That path has gone.
Then one day you wake up and realize it really is gone. It is no longer part of your life. You let your dream go. You became what you never dreamed of instead.
I hope that when dreams die, they don't go away, they just go to heaven to wait for us to greet them again, and take their path, and hold their hand, and live the dream. Finally.
I mean those dreams that started in childhood. The early ones, full of wonder, hope, curiosity. The ones that left a sparkle in your eye when you thought about them.
For some, if not most, those dreams eventually disappear as you get older, and things change. Your desires, your friends, your family, your self.
I remember being in 2nd Grade and having to create a paper doll of myself as what I thought I would be in the future. I was going to be a doctor. I even remember cutting out a paper stethoscope for the doll. I can picture that doll in my head as if it were in front of me now.
I did not become a doctor. That dream disappeared over time. And over bad math skills.
Then there are the teenage dreams. Of love, lust, happy ever after, adoration and together forever. And all the rainbows and smiley faces that go with it. The white picket fence, the I'll have a pool someday and a car and a.... whatever it is your dream had in it. It was your dream.
Mixed in there somewhere are dreams of what you will become, what your future will hold for you. Go to college or not. Do some kind of training or not. Become a Wall Street trader, a Lawyer, a manager of the local Burger King. Whatever path you chose.
But even then, there were more dreams. Once you found your path, and yourself, the dream started to become reality. The reality became the dream.
It was heaven.
Then things change again. Life throws curve balls, unexpected twists and turns, you become an adult. You realize that your dream is not sustaining you. That you can barely live on just your dream. So you do something about it.
You move.
You change careers.
You change your mind about marriage and family.
You get married.
You buy a house
You by a car.
No more dreams. No more sparkle in the eye. Smiles are hard to come by.
Reality has hit. It's all become a rush to pay the bills, the mortgage, keep food on the table and shelter over the family. The stress of the job you hate that you took because you needed to. The place you live, with someone you love, just really isn't 'home'. But you push forward because you now MUST DO. You must be what you chose. You must follow that path, because that is the one you are on.
You are no longer on the dream path. That path has gone.
Then one day you wake up and realize it really is gone. It is no longer part of your life. You let your dream go. You became what you never dreamed of instead.
I hope that when dreams die, they don't go away, they just go to heaven to wait for us to greet them again, and take their path, and hold their hand, and live the dream. Finally.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Going for it
I have been blogging a little over 2 years now. I have learned an awful lot about how this works, and doesn't work. I have let myself be taken over by drama. I have let myself cry, worry, rage, smile, laugh and many other things on this journey.
But I have never purposefully or for money endorsed a product.
And I can't say I'm going to now. But, you see, there is this site....
Eden Fantasys and well, this is an adult website. And it has some of the most amazing things available to make your sex life more interesting. No matter who you are!
To top off this pretty cool site, there is another one that I discovered is their blog - Eden Cafe. And right now they are giving away a $100 gift card for Eden Fantasys.
And I really would love to get it. So I'm blogging about it. I could spend that card in about 10 seconds, if that long, at Eden Fantasys. To top that off the blog is pretty cool too.
I have always been a lover of toys of all kinds. But the kind that make ya go O are the best.
As I said, I have never purposefully or for money endorsed a product. I am not getting anything out of this other then an entry in a contest. But no matter what, I would still recommend you visit Eden Cafe and Eden Fantasys.
But I have never purposefully or for money endorsed a product.
And I can't say I'm going to now. But, you see, there is this site....
Eden Fantasys and well, this is an adult website. And it has some of the most amazing things available to make your sex life more interesting. No matter who you are!
To top off this pretty cool site, there is another one that I discovered is their blog - Eden Cafe. And right now they are giving away a $100 gift card for Eden Fantasys.
And I really would love to get it. So I'm blogging about it. I could spend that card in about 10 seconds, if that long, at Eden Fantasys. To top that off the blog is pretty cool too.
I have always been a lover of toys of all kinds. But the kind that make ya go O are the best.
As I said, I have never purposefully or for money endorsed a product. I am not getting anything out of this other then an entry in a contest. But no matter what, I would still recommend you visit Eden Cafe and Eden Fantasys.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
I turned 39 and all I got was this damn Tiki Fairy (and one pirate) Party
The Fairies (and one pirate) were ready to go to the Tiki Bar. So were the pants..
As soon as they got there, Dragon was all over them. They became fast friends.
Then I had to show off my pirate shirt that my best bud Kim gave me while at ConFab. Right off her back.
From there it was all fun and games with SheilaCSR, Travis, and Zerilda the Superfluous
OF course the smokers were hanging out by the ash can, Karl, SybilLaw and the doesn't really smoke smoker, MetalMom .
New friends made at the grill, their first time at Tiki too.
I had to get the Big Azz steak and mongo tater to feed us all. And there were still leftovers.
As the evening wore on, the Hurricanes kept flowing. The pants decided to get into the act. We had special guest pants from DaddyKaos and NanaKaos, the Bulls and Hawkeyes. Who were also joined by the very special, formerly featured Guns and Roses pants. The 3 of them were ready to take on the Tiki bar.
It was this guys birthday too, and my friends at the table actually sent over my husband with the Sorry card! Can you believe they did that to me?
While everyone else was occupied, Dragon made his move. He was trying to do as many fairies as he could get away with. Cause you know what he's dragon? His big hairy D***. Fairies love that shit.
Then he met SheilaCSR and well, he sorta met his match. They became instant best friends.
As soon as they got there, Dragon was all over them. They became fast friends.
Then I had to show off my pirate shirt that my best bud Kim gave me while at ConFab. Right off her back.
From there it was all fun and games with SheilaCSR, Travis, and Zerilda the Superfluous
OF course the smokers were hanging out by the ash can, Karl, SybilLaw and the doesn't really smoke smoker, MetalMom .
New friends made at the grill, their first time at Tiki too.
I had to get the Big Azz steak and mongo tater to feed us all. And there were still leftovers.
As the evening wore on, the Hurricanes kept flowing. The pants decided to get into the act. We had special guest pants from DaddyKaos and NanaKaos, the Bulls and Hawkeyes. Who were also joined by the very special, formerly featured Guns and Roses pants. The 3 of them were ready to take on the Tiki bar.
It was this guys birthday too, and my friends at the table actually sent over my husband with the Sorry card! Can you believe they did that to me?
While everyone else was occupied, Dragon made his move. He was trying to do as many fairies as he could get away with. Cause you know what he's dragon? His big hairy D***. Fairies love that shit.
Then he met SheilaCSR and well, he sorta met his match. They became instant best friends.
That was until he got a chance to motorboat Chrissy.... then he ditched her fast.
Karl was all "Hey! I want to motorboat too! No fair! It can't only be for Dragons!" So Chrissy said "Bring your big stick over here Karl!
Karl being himself said... "Ppppphhht, I don't want my big stick in there! Head dive!" And Chrissy loved every moment of it.
Here is a shot of me with all the fairies after dinner.
But before we left, we had to get a picture with our favorite repeat waiter, Jake (who by the way thought Monique was pretty cute!)
As happens, the girls all had to pee, so a few of us went at a time, of course Karl saw the "Women" sign and thought that's where they all were so he followed us in.
Karl was all "Hey! I want to motorboat too! No fair! It can't only be for Dragons!" So Chrissy said "Bring your big stick over here Karl!
Karl being himself said... "Ppppphhht, I don't want my big stick in there! Head dive!" And Chrissy loved every moment of it.
Here is a shot of me with all the fairies after dinner.
But before we left, we had to get a picture with our favorite repeat waiter, Jake (who by the way thought Monique was pretty cute!)
As happens, the girls all had to pee, so a few of us went at a time, of course Karl saw the "Women" sign and thought that's where they all were so he followed us in.
SheilaCSR REALLY had to go. Chrissy helped her with that.
Don't worry, we all washed our hands! And wings.
The pants started to get antsy, bitching that the damn fairies were taking up too much camera time and it was their turn. So they got all over me and we went from there...
They attacked the hostess, well, she asked them to.
Went after the doorman... but the hostess set them on him.
And when I got up Sunday afternoon, they were ALL still passed out on the kitchen table, after having drank a bottle of my wine.
The pants ended up all twisted together with a brawr (for you Pipper!)
Damn lushes. Slept all freakin day...
Many many thanks to all who came to the Tiki Fairy Birthday Party! We really had a blast!
SheilaCSR, Travis (the one Pirate), and Zerilda the Superfluous , Monique , DaddyKaos and NanaKaos, SybilLaw, MetalMom, CC, Kim, Cloudia, Daryl, Rachel, LovelyLynda, MommaSunshine, BlondeBlogger, CamiKaos, ShelliMil and LaciLoo.
It wouldn't have been as much fun without you all there!
Don't worry, we all washed our hands! And wings.
The pants started to get antsy, bitching that the damn fairies were taking up too much camera time and it was their turn. So they got all over me and we went from there... 
They attacked the hostess, well, she asked them to.
Went after the doorman... but the hostess set them on him.
And when I got up Sunday afternoon, they were ALL still passed out on the kitchen table, after having drank a bottle of my wine.
The pants ended up all twisted together with a brawr (for you Pipper!)
Damn lushes. Slept all freakin day...
Many many thanks to all who came to the Tiki Fairy Birthday Party! We really had a blast!
SheilaCSR, Travis (the one Pirate), and Zerilda the Superfluous , Monique , DaddyKaos and NanaKaos, SybilLaw, MetalMom, CC, Kim, Cloudia, Daryl, Rachel, LovelyLynda, MommaSunshine, BlondeBlogger, CamiKaos, ShelliMil and LaciLoo.
It wouldn't have been as much fun without you all there!
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