Monthly Archives: October 2009

we did it all for the boobies

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The Meander Race for the Cure was a big success this weekend. Pictures…I have them.

It’s Friday Night and Time for a Party Potty!

The Little Rock Bunko Babes sponsored a port-o-potty to honor Dauphne’s mom, who died earlier this year. She was a truck driver, so we decided our potty should be a big rig.

Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl… Yes, we named her Lola. I mean, she wore stars in her hair and had feathers down to there…

The front of our big rig in progress.

The side. Notice the lovely details like the mirror (objects are closer than they appear) and the Bunko Babes Trucking logo.

No big rig is complete without a mudflap.

Here’s a close-up. Yes, it’s the worst kind of awesome. No, I will not admit that I drew it. Nor will I admit to laughing until I cried as I drew it. Mudflap–Simpson’s style. Or would it be more like Futurama?

After the Party at the Potty, we all went to Underground Pub for a night of fun and what ended up being a White People Can’t Dance competition. We ended an awesome day with an extra big scoop of more awesome.

Saturday was Meander Race day!

Here’s the thing about doing a 5K with 45,000 other people…it isn’t a race. Not even close. It’s amazing to see…all those people wearing pink trying to walk 3 miles…but it’s really a slow moving river of pink. Not a walk. and certainly not a real race. Except for the race winner who ran the circuit in 18 minutes. Um, I’m pretty sure she was finishing just as my group was finally reaching the starting line. It took us 1 hour and 26 minutes to complete the 5K. It drove me nuts. I can’t handle that slow…so Sunday I got up and walked 5 miles in an hour to make myself feel better.

Me and Jenn C. Even blurry we’re awful damn cute.

The group left to right: Linda C. Pam (in front), Carla, Liz, Dauphne, Jenn C. Not pictured: me, Cassandra, Kim, Rachel (I think I got everyone that was there…)

This year we had over 45,000 ‘racers’

It’s an awe-inspiring thing to experience that much estrogen & pink before 9 a.m. on a Saturday.

What’s hotter than a dude on a Harley? Lots of dudes on Harleys, revving their bikes and wearing pink. *swoon*

Overall, it was a great day and I can’t wait til next year. Thanks again to all who donated to the cause!

technical difficulties and other stuff

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Yeah, we’re not really sure what’s up with the blog formatting. We added an Events tab and for whatever reason, my blog decided to go wonky. Hopefully we’ll get it fixed soon.

Meanwhile, I’m hanging out in my cube, staring out the window waiting on the sun that THEY PROMISED we’d see today. I don’t see nuttin’ but gray. How do you folks in the Northwest handle all this gloom? It’s seriously messing with my sparkle.

Tomorrow is the Race for the Cure. Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU to all who donated! My goal was $150 and as of yesterday, I’ve raised $250! You guys are awesome! (It’s not too late to donate…just puttin’ it out there…) I’ll be decorating a porta-potty tonight (will be wearing rubber gloves) and then first thing in the morning, I’ll be joining 41,000 other participants in the race. Will take lots of pics.

Okay, since I need some sparkle, I’m posting a pic that makes me happy. You guys have a great weekend!


Ahhhhh. I can feel the heat of the missing sun on my legs RIGHT NOW.

a not-so-sad goodbye

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Dear John Comcast,

Today, I say goodbye. I wish I could say that I’m sad about this breakup. I mean, we’ve been together for 2 years, so I should feel some remorse. But I don’t. Not even a smidge.

Because as a partner, you suck. You’re high maintenance and expensive. And frankly, if you were at least hot and consistent, I would probably still pay for your service. But no. You’re not hot. Because half of your channels don’t work. And when I call, the techs say it’s the squirrels but then they never come to fix the problem. And then the problem will magically disappear without someone coming to repair the squirrel buffet, so I have to wonder, is it really the squirrels?

Do you know how frustrating it is to be in the middle of a show and have the picture just start going all wonky? And it would be understandable if the weather is bad outside, but no…the weather doesn’t seem to matter to you.

I was very hesitant to go out with you initially because I’d had such a great, long term relationship with Direct TV. But when I moved, DTV couldn’t come with us because we had too many trees. (In which the ravenous squirrels reside) When I called you, you were so receptive, and frankly, you were CHEAP. You were practically giving yourself to me. And for the first year of service, when I was paying less than $100 a month for full cable including HBO/STARZ, I had no problems. We were happy. We were simpatico. It was love.

Then one day, I checked the bill and it had doubled! Suddenly, you were $180 a month. And even more suddenly, your picture was no longer clear. So I called to complain. If I’m paying that kinda cash for TV I should at least be able to watch it!

Those damn squirrels must’ve been really hungry because I didn’t have all my channels for almost 3 months. I couldn’t watch my NCIS marathons on USA or Jon Stewart on Comedy Central or Family Guy on Toon. I almost missed an episode of True Blood because of you! I called and called and called. Technicians were dispatched but never showed up. I can only assume the squirrels ate them, too.

Then one day, another company caught my eye. ATT U-verse is known for his poaching ways, but there was something so sexy about him. The more I resisted, the harder he pursued (and really, I’m a total sucker for attention like that). He put on the full court press and even showed me how he could save me over $100 a month by switching. Finally, I said yes.

So I’m trying someone new. I’m sorry this is how you have to find out, but honestly, I just can’t afford you and your antics anymore! If things don’t work out with ATT, I’ll be sure to let you know.

Love,
-Mel

Queen Bee or Bee Girl?

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Some days, you know you’re the Queen Bee (or Slutty Queen Bee as pictured to the left). Okay,who am I trying to kid? For me, most days I know I ‘m the slutty Queen Bee. I just wake up and feel great. And then I’ll have a great hair day. And I’ll look good in my underwear. My stomach will seem flatter. My boobs will seem perkier. My smile will be brighter. My make up will look great. My tattoo will sparkle and I’ll walk with a pep in my step.

And on those days I carry that awesome with me wherever I go. And the people approve.

But lately, with the dreary weather and my lack of exercise, I’m starting to feel more like the Bee Girl…my hair is pulled back, my belly is pooching and my underwear is starting to fit wrong. My boobs…well, we won’t even talk about them. My smile is hidden and my sparkle has dimmed. The only pep in my step happens when I trip over nothing.

I’ve fallen victim to BGS: Bee Girl Syndrome

BGS is not an easy thing to overcome. Do you know how hard it is to walk with your shoulders back and your stomach sucked in once you get used to slouching. (and breathing…b/c let’s be honest, when we’re sucking in our stomach, we’re not really breathing) And I can’t even talkabout the difficulty of putting back on the awesome cleavage bra once you get used to the cotton sports bra that feels great but gives you uni-boob…

So what do I do? I came out of it briefly Saturday night. I looked pretty damn good. Felt pretty damn good. Then woke up Sunday to more of this God-forsaken rain and I haven’t wanted to take off my pj pants since. (for the record, I HAVE taken off my PJs to go to work. I promise)

Tell me interwebs…how do you overcome BGS? Everyone feels better as the Queen Bee. Help me get back there!

important stuff I need to know

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Do you dip your grilled cheese sandwich in ketchup?

French Fries: Mustard, Ketchup or Mayo?

Do you drink milk?

Chocolate or citrusy desserts?

How do you take your coffee or tea?

How do you feel about food on a stick?

a jumble-aya

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Monday is my day at Fictionistas. I posted some random tidbits about myself.

This weekend was a good one…mainly b/c the Hogs put the smackdown on the Auburn Tigers! YAY! 2 tough wins in a row and our first conference win against a ranked team!

I did some cleaning, laundry, and…I did some PLOTTING! Yes! I worked with my pal Maria and came up with a decent little story idea. Can’t talk about it right now, but I’m working on the synopsis/proposal.

It felt good to work on something new again.

I discovered that my pal Gwen Hayes got into a Twitter Fight with Scott Baio over the weekend. I’m sad to find out that Chachi is actually a tool. He crushed my childhood crush. Guess it’s a good thing I liked Leif Garret better. (though truthfully, Chachi did age better than Leif…however, I’m over both of them now. LOL)

It’s still rainy and overcast and making me feel like I live in the Pacific Northwest instead of Little Rock, AR. My mood is very much influenced by the weather, so I’m ready for some clear, crisp fall days. I’m tired of feeling tired.

I caught up on some dvr’d shows. I’m really digging Cougar Town and Modern Family. Mad Men is a little disappointing this season, but I’m sticking with it. Drop Dead Diva is my new favorite off-season show (finale was last night) and I’m kinda back into Grey’s Anatomy now that they’ve killed off George. (I actually liked George, but I never could understand how that puppy got so much tail in the show. Really seemed out of character for his character.) I love The Mentalist. Hell’s Kitchen is the best of the worst this season–seriously, I’m not sure how any of the top 3 will manage being a head chef (that said, I really do love Dave). And I thought they kicked off the wrong person in Project Runway last week.

I heart the DVR. Best creation ever.

Anything going on with you guys? Any TV you’re loving/hating/leaving in the dust?

thank you!

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I have the most generous friends in the world. Thank you so much for helping me to exceed my donation goal of $150! You guys rock.

If you still want to donate, it’s not too late. Check out My Personal Page. Maybe I’ll be the #1 fundraiser for my team 🙂 I hear there’s a prize. I love prizes…

I’ll be walking next Saturday to Save the Tatas and I’ll be sure to post lots of pics. Hey Dauphne, are we still decorating a port-o-potty?

Dear Olive Garden

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I would like to preface my letter by saying I’m not cranky due to lack of sleep; I assure you, I took a nap yesterday when I got home from work and I was sound asleep before 10 p.m. last night and slept til 7:00 this morning. I am well rested.

Actually, I’m not cranky at all. I watched Glee last night. It was funny. I laughed. The episode was titled Vitamin D which made me laugh even more (totally a private joke but seriously, the timing was ever so perfect). I boogie-woogie-woogied until I was laughing even harder. Add that to my fantastic sleep, and you have a Happy Mel.

Nope, this letter is written out of general concern for your latest promotion. Can you tell me why on earth you would want to offer a BOTTOMLESS BOWL OF PASTA? Aren’t we fat enough as it is?

Seriously, the original serving of pasta is already like 4 serving sizes…and now you’re offering unlimited refills for less than $10? You do understand that you are dramatically affecting the life expectancy of your clientele with this offer, right? I mean, anyone who will eat a bottomless bowl of noodles, butter, cheese and meat on a regular basis probably only has 1 working artery left. The others are 90% blocked and their heart is working overtime just to help them get oxygen. When they die, they won’t be back. Unless you’re offering this same promotion in your heavenly and hellish locations as well. (Do you have a location in purgatory? just curious…)

Honestly, why? WHY? I just don’t understand.

(I actually don’t understand why restaurants in general won’t serve appropriate portions and just lower their damn prices. It’s such a waste of food & money…but I digress.)

I know my little letter won’t make a damn bit of difference to you. And you’re probably not going to listen to me anyway because I don’t eat your bland food and your over-dressed, greasy salad that everyone seems to love (I do love your breadsticks though) I really wish you’d rethink this Unlimited Heart Attack in a Bowl promotion of yours. You might keep your customers around for a few more years…

Sincerely,
Mel

Contest! Win a $50 Gift Certificate

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Which Bunco Babe Are You?
Maria Geraci is celebrating the upcoming release of her new novel, Bunco Babes Gone Wild, by running a contest. Take the Which Bunco Babe Are You? quiz, follow the directions when you’re finished and enter for a chance to win an autographed copy of BBGW and a $50 gift certificate to Borders (can be used online.) Deadline is November 1. Good Luck!
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fever, football, ceiling fans, and Polanski

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I’m at home with a feverish kid today. Have my fingers crossed it’s just a fever bug and not the *whispers* flu. He seems to be okay right now, so maybe it’s just a 24 hour thing…though it did start yesterday when he had a headache that was making him cry.

Sigh.

Don’t you hate it when your babies are sick?

I cleaned off my desk yesterday, my friend Chris came over and installed a ceiling fan for me and I actually got the living room and dining room cleaned.

I also made some damn good chili and watched a lot of football. I love a good rainy Sunday.

Oh, and I caught up on some dvr’d shows. Am I the only one who thinks this season of Hell’s Kitchen sucks? I mean, there’s one dude I like, but none of them seem to be very good chefs and we’re down to the final four? WTF? Also, I was sad Louise got the boot in Project Runway…I liked her.

Today I blogged at Fictionistas about this Roman Polanski bullshit…and I started a list of real people who deserve our admiration. Pop over and add to the discussion.

Did you have a productive weekend? Tell me all about it.