Blog Award! Thanks Ebony!

As if I needed another reason to dig the waaaaay cool Ebony Haywood and her Sizzling Publications, she has once again bestowed the humble little Zombie with a blog award. Thanks, Ebony!





So my five random facts are:


1. I've had at least one pet since the day I was born. My first kitty was named Suzy.

2. I haven't seen my natural hair color since I was 14. I'm amazed I have any hair at this point.

3. I like to affect foreign accents but once I start, it's hard for me to go back to my normal Valley Girl speak.

4. I know all the dialogue from the movie Tombstone. I heart Westerns.

5. I can't walk in heeled shoes. Shoes, no; high heeled boots, yes. WTF?



Now its my turn to pass on the Gorgeous Blogger Award to these gorgeous peeps:

1. Mrsofficer

2. Recessionista!

3. A Tired Wife

4. Keeley

5. Devilish Southern Belle


You're all gorgeous!

Wordless Wednesday

I think I may have too much time on my hands.

Random Tuesday

Welcome to another installment of Random Tuesdays! Chock full of all the info you never wanted to know!

Random Tuesdays is the creation of Superawesome Keely, the UnMom. It's like Frankenstein's monster, except it doesn't attack or throw little kids into wells. Not yet, anyway.



Geek Boy and I had breakfast this morning at around 10ish. Then I drove over to the Parental Unit's pad and had second breakfast at like 12:30. I'm considering moving to the Shire.

I've been trying to get Jeremy the Wonder Dog used to walking up the doggie ramp into my SUV. (Take that, Al Gore!) He's having none of it. I've tried every kind of treat imaginable, cookies, toys, but nothing has worked. I've even gone as far as to put Santiago the Punk Rock Kitty on the ramp to show Jeremy the fun he is missing. No dice. You know what he has mastered? Stealing Mademoiselle Sassypants' toys. How a 90 lb dog sneaks off with a toy is beyond me. I'm going rent Jeremy out as a ninja.


I haven't done any Christmas shopping yet. This isn't even my record for procrastination. the longest I've put off shopping was the year I waited til Dec 24th. I work better under pressure.






I was looking over a victim's application and bitching about the fact that it wasn't filled out completely. Holidays schmolidays! I'm even Grinchier than usual this year. Funds are kinda tight so gift shopping is pretty limited. Anyway , I was talking to said victim and he was saying how he's has hope for next year, things are going to get better, all sorts of optimistic crap. Then he tells me he omitted his address because he's homeless. He had been sleeping in his car at the park until one of the workers told him about a nearby shelter. All his money goes to child support but he's happy that at least he's got a warm place to sleep now. Damn. And I'm bitching about not being able to give expensive stuff this year. Shallow much?

Another exercise on being grateful: Holly, over at Homebody has a great post about getting her cat Daisy back for Christmas. She had been missing over 100 days. You can bet they're happy she's home.


I'm going to be more grateful for the important stuff in my life: my Geek Boy, my crazy yet awesome 'Rents, my super cool In-Laws, my BFF, and my little Band of Assassins. They're all nuts, but they're family and I love them.

So yeah, a little less Grinchy now. However, Cindy Lou Who should watch her back...I'm still gunning for her.

Wordless Wednesday---Breakfast

Have you ever had a Caramel Créme Brulee & Robitussin Latte? Try it---you know you wanna.

Wordless Wednesday--Smiles

Bob think s I should sell my smiley face tortilla on Ebay. I wonder if it would sell...

Like a Bad Vegas Buffet...

Since I've been all spacey and non-updatey lately, today we're going to have an all-you-can-read-nonsense-extravaganza! We shall attempt something that has never been done before---combining Random Tuesday and Post-It Tuesday on Wednesday! You know what would make this even better? Deletion, you say? Nyet. Kazoos! So if you would, gentle reader, please cue the Toy Dolls cover of The Final Countdown in your head.

Random Tuesday is the brainchild of the super cool Keely , and I stole the Post It idea from the always sassy Ebony Haywood at Sizzling Publications. My most sincere apologies to both these ladies.




(See, this is what you get when blogs go slutting it up and have unprotected blog sex. Sometimes the result isn't pretty. )



*Edit: When I wrote this post, the background looked sort of like this, only shiny and frilly. I must have been possessed when I installed it.




BTW, that little pink clown doll is creepy! You don't think so? Watch "Dolls".




When I was in high school, friend of mine gave me a doll like that evil little clown creature. I don't like dolls and I don't like clowns so I never took the little bugger out of it's box. I'm convinced its the only reason I'm alive today. That and not being killed by a vampire. And on that note:




I think I've mentioned before that I think "Buffy" is the alltimegreatesttvshowever---I never get tired of watching it. Don't get me started on whether Angel or Spike was a better boyfriend for Buffy... Team Spike! :-) I'm really glad my hubby is my fellow Buffy geek. I can't imagine being married to someone who didn't get my Buffy/Angel references.



From my favorite episode of Angel, "Smile Time":




Angel: What are you people lookin' at? Well?
Spike: They're lookin' at the wee little puppet man.

Heehee...that never gets old.



I'll complain about being bored, but not about the lack of work to do. I'm going to spend my time knitting. I've recently gotten into loom knitting and I actually made a scarf. Me! Amazing, I know! Bob says it looks like medieval chain maille but he's just jealous that the scarf looks better on me. ;-P

Random Tuesday--Rant Edition

I'm late (as usual!) to the party, but here's my Random Tuesday, ummmm, randomness. Thanks to Keely at Random Tuesday---without this outlet, my brain would explode.

My office is cold. Not normal cold, but evil-spirits-lurk-here cold. My space heater gets no rest, even in summer. I'm in sunny, warm Los Angeles , so this coldness? Obviously, this is the work of Satan. Just one more reason why I'm convinced I work on the Hellmouth.


Internet access has been limited by Snidley Whiplash again. First it was IM---the little twerp blocked Messenger, AIM, etc., so I've been using gmail chat. This morning I was all set to talk to my hubby when I tried to connect and got this:



Mussolini Jr. is now limiting my email access. Now I get an allowance of 1 megabyte. The best part? I'm not even trying to send anything or open any attachment...I'm just trying to log into my email.


Just got out of a meeting and am supposed to compile stats regarding the program. Apparently we need to justify our existence to the Dark Lord Sauron, i.e. He Who Rules The Hellmouth. Let me see, the economy sucks and people are losing their jobs. Our program finds jobs for people. Hmmm, seems justified to me. So riddle me this, Batman... how does one justify the annual beauty pageant that runs over $100, 000/year? And I do mean with something better than "its a tradition"...


I'm ready to call it a day.