Mmm Clean

I finally pulled out one of the bars of hand made soap I had hiding under my sink, and it was lovely. This bar was purchased at a craft bazaar and is made by "Granny's Best Soap." The bar I'm using right now is called "Forbidden Fantasy." I want to learn how to make my own soaps, and bath stuff.

I want to do "Regularly Scheduled Events" here, and these are my ideas so far:
*Rage of the week: My favorite page from the rage a day calendar to be posted on Sundays.
*Happy List: A list of 5 random things that make me happy to be posted on Wednesdays.

Since it's Sunday here is the "Rage of the Week"

From Friday, February 15

"TODAY'S TO-DO: Be a Bad Girl Temp-tress!

Looking for exciting, new ways to interact with other party guests? Just try on this tempting temp job and see how it fits.

The Temp Job: Chiropractor
The Perks: Strangers allow you to run your hands up and down their spines.
Action Plan: As you're speaking to a handsome stranger, eye his shoulders suspiciously, look him in the eye and say, "I couldn't help but notice that you're completely out of alignment. May I?" Introduce yourself as a chiropractor, rub your hands up and down his spine, nod seriously to yourself, and say "Just what I thought." When he looks at you pleadingly, make him an offer he can't refuse: "I don't usually do this, but if you want to step into a quiet room for a minute I can give you an adjustment that will change your life." In the host's bedroom, wrap your arms around him from behind, squeeze hard, and lift until you hear a loud cracking sound or a moan of ecstasy. Try not to injure yourself - it blows your cover."

Oh the things you learn...

Earlier today I asked Grams (also known as the crazy old lady) about how a published writer would get taxed for royalties and such, at which point she revealed to me an interesting fact. Many years ago my Grandmother wrote a romance novel, long hand. She never published it but she still has the MS after all of these years. On one hand that she wrote it is not surprising in the least, I swear she put all of Jude Deveraux and Catherine Coulter's children through college single handedly, and I make frequent forrays into her library of smut when I'm looking for something racy and historical. On the other hand I am surprised that she never mentioned the damn thing to me once in the past 22 years.

The woman loves to talk, but only recently has she told me anything that I felt was of "value." In other words it's taken 22 years for her to get around to talking about herself, and the bits of our family history that I will never learn from my dad or his siblings. I've heard more about a the clothing people wore to a funeral of a little girl I never met than I do about the crazy old woman's life. I don't even know how she met my grandfather, just that like me he could not abide tomatoes on anything.

If I keep going this is going to turn into a loooooong rant so I'll sign out now.

Love from Carat Land

Walking on a Windy Day

After my incredibly (not) entertaining World Lit Exam this morning, I decided that it was a beautiful day for a long walk. I spent about an hour wandering around 'Hachie with my head phones on, and a play list with some of my favorite songs. I'm going to call it compensation for the fact that I fully plan on eating 5 pounds of valentines chocolate while hanging out with Melly this evening. I also took advantage of the time to mull over questions of plot, character, and motivation for my WIP, altogether I think it was a worthwhile venture.

So here is the plan for the evening: I go to Melly's with my brand new shiny copy of Chocolat in hand as well as any other romantic movies I can scrounge out of my collection, and we watch them. Mean while we bake brownies cook up some salmon and enjoy our single-ness together. Sounds like a perfect valentines day to me.

Rage a Day!

I have a 2008 Bad Girl Rage a Day calendar, it is great for random bits of inspiration.

This "Rage" is from a couple of weeks ago but I thought I would share.

You know it's time to start a relationship when...

*you start thinking office memos are really secret love letters.
*you keep an extra toothbrush at your place, just in case.
*you need a presentable date for your high school reunion.
*you become jealous of worms because they can mate with themselves.
The next three I get to fill in!
*you buy a set of scented candles because they smelled manly, and were cheap, but mostly because they smelled manly.
*the random stuff on your bed take up more square footage than the space where you sleep.
*you take your Johnny Depp worship to a new and kind of scary height.


Fun fun fun.

Todays page is all about Rosa Parks, but I'm too lazy to type it all up. So know this, Rosa Parks was AWESOME.

On that note it is black history month. In recognition of the month I will be reading Zora Neal Hurston's "Their Eyes Were Watching God." It's fabulous stuff so if you haven't read it go do so, right now! If you have, then read it again it's worth it.

YAY YAY YAY!

I am le uber excitemundo! (yes I am aware that I just misspelled/misused words in three different languages) I actually wrote the first scene of Tex's story, and its three pages long. That might not seem like much but I've also got working profiles on all the characters that have been introduced so far and SEVEN MAJOR PLOT POINTS. If it weren't 4 am I would call Melly and tell her all about it. As it is I will probably call her around 8 or 9. I can't believe it, I have a story, a place for it to go, a way for it to get there, and I even have a beginning! I am ecstatic! and I am using way too many exclamation points. I've started a list of links that I have used in preliminary research; and have resolved to ask my Lit professor about the horse breeding industry, as she used to do, it and it is a major part of my story. I just have to hope she doesn't think I'm crazy. And I'm off to make more tea.

Tea and Pee

I've been on a tea kick here recently. Last night I went to replenish my Chai stash and spotted this:When I first saw ads for Lipton's Pyramid Teas I thought the idea that the shape of the tea bag effects the flavor of the tea was preposterous, I still do. Absurd ideas about the shape of tea bags did not however prevent the vanilla caramel truffle tea from being delicious. I highly recommend it, whether you adore tea or not.



I saw this ad for the first time several months ago, at the time I was kind of amused, but now I have to ask who lets a man write an ad for a pregnancy test.

Frustrated

I've recently wandered away from my internet obsession to delve into the wonderful world of yarn and Grey's Anatomy. In the tradition of being me I did this shortly after creating this blog, hence one post and then nada for a whole month. I have made a few thousand scarves though, and have even dared to start making a pair of gloves off of a *gasp* pattern.
On to the title of this lovely post, I recently had my lap top taken to the "computer doctor" and while he did a lovely job of installing the entire 07 Office Suite, as well as about 10000 other programs that I will never use he also wiped my entire hard drive of all poetry, writing, photos, music and even an essay I started for my English class last semester. The process of digging through back up CDs to find all of that has been unpleasant. Luckily most of it is back and I only have to re-rip about 50 CDs to get my collection in I Tunes back into shape. Today I finally took on the re-installation of fire fox, and all of the add ons that I had attached to it, there is one which I did not use before, but now after having re read the description I plan on using it, just one eensie weensie problem, when I installed it before I registered, but never activated my account. Rather than make a new email account just to register for a single extension I've deleted the program, and I am kind of disappointed.
Ugh I'm feeling all ramble-y so I will leave with a short list of things that make me happy:

Lush "Whip Stick" Lip Balm
Fuzzy Slippers
PodCasts
Eyelash yarn on sale for $1.99 a ball
and Super Sexy dark denim jackets