it’s a bouncing baby….NUNYA!

Okay, Internet. We need to talk.

Y’all are WAY too interested in the status of Melissa Francis’s uterus. Especially you nosy little people in Florida. “Is Melissa Francis CNBC pregnant?” has become my #1 google search hit of all time. And don’t get me wrong, Florida. You’re one of my favorite states. Some of the people I love the most in this world live there…but seriously? You guys have an unhealthy obsession with whether or not Melissa is in the family way.

Get over it. Gah!

FWIW, I did a fun little interview with my good twin back in the fall. Pop over and read it if you want. I even asked her back then if she was pregnant because all you looky-loos seem to need to know.

Now onto more important things…

Today is Thursday and you know what that means, Internet?


Girls Night Out!!

I love Thursdays, don’t you?

a head full of useless knowledge…but is it really useless?

Tuesday nights have turned into one of my favorite nights of the week. (Not sure it will ever surpass Girls Night Out on Thursdays, but it’s a very close 2nd)

What started out as a one-time gig has turned into a weekly occurrence. Trivia Night is held at Touchdown Sally’s in Benton every Tuesday night. It’s put on by Challenge Entertainment of Little Rock and the host is Brent Jackson (he does a bang up job, btw). Last night’s trivia topics were movies, television, sports, animals, music, cartoon theme songs, US history, recent events, celebrities, weather, politics, solar system, technology, advertising and state capitals! Halftime category: US Geography Wager of Death category: Chart Toppers

Our team name is BITE ME! (gee, wonder why we chose that name? could it be that maybe someone one the team wrote a book titled BITE ME!?) And our first week, we kinda sucked it up. Like big time. But we started late and didn’t know all the rules.

Now, we’re in the top three and after our big win last night (2nd win overall) we might be #1. If not, we’re close…very, very close!

My oldest kid has been joining us and last week, Cmac brought his giant of a kid (14 years old and 6’2! Not even kidding) and last night, All-Caps Kristal brought her kid to join us. And let me just tell you, the kids helped out. I never would’ve known the capitol of Pennsylvania was Harrisburg without Kristal’s kid Hunter! And last week, both Dylan and Ian answered a couple of questions that we weren’t sure of. It was awesome!

If Live Team Trivia is offered at a bar/restaurant near you, I highly suggest you give it a try. Team BITE ME! is hoping to play for the $10,000 prize! How awesome would that be, Internet?

Pretty damn awesome.

a Mel by any other name would smell as sweet…

So let’s talk about nicknames. I’m a big fan. I give my friends nicknames all the time and once I say it and it fits, it sticks. And apparently, the same happens to me because I have lots of nicknames. Some of them make sense, some…not so much.

My daddy has always called me Lissa Jane. Now, I love this name, but Jane is not my middle name. (I totally wish it were though) Not sure why daddy started calling me Lissa Jane but it stuck. And at 41 when he’s still using it. (when he’s not calling me ‘gal’)

In 6th grade I became known as French Fry because that’s all I would eat for lunch. Thankfully not long after that, my coach started calling me Mel Mac which turned to Mel or Mac. I’m still called by all those names. (it was a little rough during the Alf years…you know he came from the planet Melmac, right?)

And now…thanks to a friend’s hubby, I can add a brand new nickname to my list: Melf

Yes, he calls me Melf. And that’s just funny stuff right there. Because it can mean 2 different things

Mel Francis: MelF
Hot Mom = Milf / Hot Mel = Melf

It’s no secret that I aspire to be the hot mom. I’m not there yet, but I’m soooooo working on it. When Lee’s hubby started calling me Melf, I figured that I must be getting close.

Do you guys have any nicknames that are a little odd or no longer fit? Do you want me to give you a new nickname? cuz I will…

um…where’d you go spring?

Internet,

I was so distraught yesterday when I went outside because it was fargin’ cold! And I was all “you fargin’ ice hole winter! go away!” and winter was like, “no.”

Saturday I walked over 5 miles and got a little bit of sun. I wore a tank top and shorts for Vitamin D’s sake! It was near 70 degrees. And yesterday? It snowed in parts of Arkansas. Like snowed lots. And I thought for a brief, terrifying moment that the snow was gonna visit us for a little bit and in that moment, my spring-like life passed before my eyes.

So today it’s still kinda cold. And wet but it’s supposed to warm up and dry up. And tomorrow it will be near 70 again, so I will be near bliss again. But still, this is not how I wanted to start toward the end of THE MONTH OF MEL!

Today was almost a very bad morning. Guess what I almost did? I almost ruined my day by grabbing the box of Kosher Salt instead of the Raw Sugar (because let’s face it, everything is better in the raw) for my coffee. Um, yeah, can you imagine how not yummy that would’ve been? Thankfully the coffee gods tapped me on the shoulder just as I was about to pour the salt into my yummy morning nectar of wakefulness. Coffee Salvation was had by me!

This is spring break for the boys and I’m pretty sure they thought they were gonna nerd out and play video games all day, every day. But I’m kind of a bitch and have taken the cords away because they haven’t cleaned up the man cave (aka the penis cave) and they haven’t cleaned up their rooms…so until they do, no video games/computer for you! Hah! Torturing the chillrens is fun! I figure if I’m gonna pay for their therapy eventually, then maybe I should give them something to talk about.

Happy Monday Internet! Got big plans today? What did you do over the weekend?

random Saturday musings

Hello INTERNET!

I’ve missed blogging so much, I thought I’d do the rare thing and post on a Saturday. I KNOW you’re excited. Like so excited. You’re welcome.

First of all, I have golf clubs in the trunk of my car. It seems like maybe I should utilize those things. I took lessons several years ago but I’ve never actually played golf. Like been on a golf course and hit the ball and follow it and hit it again–lather; rinse; repeat. Now I don’t expect to do that anytime soon because I’m not going to go alone, but hey, I would like to take a few swings again. (though I will admit that my chesticle area made it difficult to swing properly…)

Now, let’s talk about March Madness. I have a love/hate relationship with the NCAA Tournament. It never fails that I pick a team to go to the finals and that team will get knocked out in the first round. NEVER. FREAKING. FAILS.

This year’s loser du jour would be VANDY. C’mon Vandy? WTF? Seriously? If you were gonna put it to me like that, you should’ve at least taken me to dinner first. And a movie. Hell, at least you could’ve bought me a 40 oz and pretended to be into me for a minute. Wow. That was just uncool.

Also on my list is Marquette. No, I didn’t have them going to the finals, I had Duke and Vandy in the finals with Vandy smearing Duke because I loathe Duke (you can thank Christian Laettner for that…) I had Marquette going to the Elite Eight. Hmph. They barely made it out of the starting gate. Thanks for petering out Marquette. Thanks so much for making it soooooo worth my time.

Texas disappointed me but I had them losing in the next round, so we’re all good. Sadly, I also picked FSU because I do love the ‘Noles…and I did have them getting to Elite Eight as well…but I’m really not surprised by their performance. It’s FSU. That’s what they do.

But Marquette and Vandy? Humph.

So my bracket is not very pretty right now. Unless you think that redlines are pretty to look at…

Okay, that’s enough bitching about my poor bracketology. Now all I can hope is that Kentucky goes all the way and smears Duke in the final 4…and then takes the title.

Stupid frickin’ frackin’ farkin’ Vandy.

the 1st of 2010…

Today, my friend Birdrunner and I will recommence our very cherished bi-monthly pedicure tradition.

And I can’t wait. My toes have been neglected through these cold, winter months. And nothing says I’m ready for spring like pretty, painted toes. So bring on the sun bitches. I’m ready for spring!

I love picking my toe colors. Sometimes I go with name, sometimes I just know I want a certain color and have to find just the right one. Sometimes I let my Facebook friends pick my color for me.

While we were discussing my first 2010 toe color on FB the other day, I realized I have NEVER had red toes.

Never.

Ever.

WTH?

So if my salon has the new Alice in Wonderland colors…I believe I’m going to be wearing OFF WITH HER RED.

say what?

So I get song lyrics wrong all the time. I know I’m not the only one; there are websites dedicated to the fact that we can’t hear clearly. (Or they can’t sing clearly…whatever)

Can you guess the songs from my messed up lyrics?

“400 children and the crops in the field.”

“(I send shivers) Smooth opinion.”

“Spread your love on Clyde; oh me oh my.”

Have a great day!

tell me it’s true!


I love college football, particularly Razorback football. I will watch the NFL some but I don’t have a team I love or follow…I basically follow ex-Razorbacks. So I’ll watch the Cowboys for ♥Felix Jones♥, the Raiders (barf) for Darren McFadden (♥), occasionally the Broncos for Peyton Hillis and the Bears for the two Marcuses (Harrison and M♥nk). I watched the Saints for Boo Williams until he got hurt but my favorite Razorback of all time was Matt Jones–so I was a Jaguar fan because I LOVED watching him play.

Then he did something stupid, got arrested, was on thin ice with his team, did something stupid again, and got let go.

So last year, the NFL was without Matt Jones, and I missed him. Terribly.

But things might be changing soon. There are rumors floating around that both the Cincinnati Bengals and the Tennessee Titans are interested in Jones. He’d get more playing time with Cincy (and actually, he’d be playing with another Razorback who was drafted in 2009, Jonathon Luigs) and that’s probably where he’s gonna end up. I’d actually like to see him land with the Titans, but wherever he lands, I’ll be happy. BECAUSE HE’LL BE PLAYING AGAIN.

I love him and I’m sooooo ready to watch him play again. So Jones, don’t screw up this time, mmmkay?

stuck inside

We have about 6 inches of snow on the ground. It was the good kinda snow–see?


But then the snow turned to about 3 hours of rain, so all that good snow is now hard as a rock. And we’re kinda stuck. We live on a hill and our driveway is so steep that if I try to back out, I’ll just start sliding and probably won’t stop until I’m in my neighbor’s living room. So we’re sticking this one out today while the sun works on melting the stuff away. I don’t know how my friends in the Northeast are handling more than 2 feet. I love snow, but it rarely lasts more than a couple of days here. 2 feet would bury us alive.

wow. that was a surprise!

I went to bed early last night. (Didn’t even finish watching the Super Bowl. I was so tired. But I knew the Saints were gonna win so I didn’t have to watch…)

I woke up this morning to snow. Who knew? Not me, said the flea.

Not sleet.

Not ice.

Snow. Real, snowman-making snow.

And it’s still coming down. I was so shocked!!

so was Ruby:
She’s not so sure about all this…

Anyway, it was a great surprise. We just had no idea this was gonna happen. Made my Monday a great day!

Now, we didn’t get over 2 feet of snow like my friend Amanda did, but hey, we’ve got 2 inches and it’s still coming…so who knows where it will stop?