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mothers and daughters
My mom has often compared me to Penelope on Criminal Minds. I’m not sure if it’s because the character is always wearing bold colors, cool glasses, does funky stuff with her hair, or is curvy. (yes, CURVY. *koff*) Or maybe it’s a combination of all. Who knows.
But the funny thing about our relationship is the one thing that mom recognizes in me as a core part of ME is the one thing she wishes she could change. And seriously, if I haven’t changed by now, I ain’t gonna.
These past few days I’ve depended on her a lot more than usual because I’ve been helplessly stranded while my car is being worked on. (Thank you, Earl the Mechanic, for the good deeds you are bestowing upon my BlueBelle.) I won’t have BlueBelle back until Thursday, so Mom has volunteered to be my chauffeur. The first couple of days we were stranded by snow. (Actually, I could have gone to work on Tuesday, but Mom wouldn’t give me permission. <–not kidding.)
Enter Wednesday morning.
I open the door to the car.
Mom: THAT’S what you’re wearing today?
Me: No. I have on a whole ‘nother outfit underneath. This is my red
herring outfit.Mom: Don’t you have some different pants? (the horrid pants in question are black crop cargo pants that meet the top of my black boots.)
Me: Yes. They’re underneath the red herring pants.
Due to the snow, it takes Mom a little longer to drive me to work than usual. Part of this is because she slams on her brakes at various times. And part of it is because she’d rather bitch about the way the other drivers drive instead of actually driving her car. Now because we have an extended time together and there is no way for me to escape (aside from throwing myself out of the car and off the overpass…which I did consider momentarily) Mom uses this time to offer me more advice on my appearance.
Mom: We really need to talk about your hair.
Me: Oh?
Mom: Yes. You know you look like a cartoon, right?
Me: Yes! Thanks! I was going for Jessica Rabbit. How’d I do?
Mom: It’s the wrong color.
Me: Oh? More orange, less red?
Now don’t get me wrong, I love my momma with all my heart. These exchanges serve purely as entertainment. But sometimes, just one turn of phrase or comment in the right tone of voice can make me feel like I’m 12 years old again. How does she do that?
The good news is, I’ve completely reworked my entire wardrobe and am now sporting velour jogging suits, sweaters with puppies, kittens, and rainbows on them, pleated khakis, and SAS Shoes. Thanks Mom!
Okay, so most of you are adults (at least in age)…does your mom still do this to you?
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daytime to concert…
Okay, having a day job in an office and working until 5:00 can sometimes put a cramp on your evening style. Because let’s face it, you don’t wanna wear your business casual slacks and top with you hair in a bun to an Alice Cooper/Rob Zombie show. It just wouldn’t be right.
Okay, you might want to, but, I wouldn’t want to…
So that left me with a dilemma this morning. How do I wear my inner Rock Chick on the outside without scaring the folks at my office?
We start off with Black. That’s easy enough. Black is the universal Rock Chick color and it’s also appropriate for the workplace.
But I can’t do my classic black stuff, because it’s just too classy. And then I’ll be the naughty librarian at the concert. Not that there’s anything wrong with that. I suppose I could make it work… you know, with some red thigh highs and platforms…oh wait, wrong blog. Hahaha
So I chose a simple black dress that will go off the shoulder after work and is a scoop neck during business house. I belted it and have on my boots.
It’s totally Business Rocker Chic
Now onto the hair. What does a Rocker Chick do? Pony tail? Straighten it? Leave it be?
She curls it…that’s what she does.
Daytime to Rocker Chick ahoy!
I’ll just add a little glitter after work and I think I’m good to go!
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blerg
Yeah. It’s a stormy Thursday and all I wanna do is stay in bed.
Thankfully yesterday was gorgeous and I got to hang by the pool for a couple of hours with my friends. I enjoyed it tremendously.
Okay and let me just tell you, I don’t know when my hair went from a small showing of roots to OH MY DAMN I HAVE ROOTS THAT NEEDED TO BE COLORED 3 WEEKS AGO! Calling Katie-of-the-Hair today.
Did I mention how excited I am about going to see Harry Potter this summer?
I’m also Ogrely excited about the new Shrek movie coming out this weekend.
Clementine the new kitty is no longer pregnant and there are no kittens to be found. I’m sure she was so malnourished when she found us, the babies died. Sad really…but it’s time to get her fixed. Which might put an end to her good mood, but I really don’t care.
Also, I wanna know who on earth is googling Monkey MILF and what exactly you think that is? Do monkey’s have MILFs in their society? Would it be a MMILF? Monkey Mom I’d Like to ….
Alrighty then. That’s about all I got for ya today. Sorry to be so boring, but sometimes a girl just doesn’t have anything to say. No really. It’s true.
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mish and mash
This will just be a mishmash of news, updates, and whatever else I decide to tell y’all.
For the Mish part:
BITE ME! has gone into a 3rd printing….just a month into its release! I’m totally stoked about this. Now, has everyone out there bought their minimum of two copies yet? Remember, it’s a rule:
Her debut novel titled Bite Me! is
scheduled to hit the shelves Fall 2009on the shelves now and she totally expects everyone who has met her, talked to her, emailed her, or uttered her name to buy at least two copies.
LOVE SUCKS! has an official release date….July 27, 2010! (almost exactly a year to the date from BITE ME!) I should also have a cover soon, which I’m very excited about.
I started working on 2 new projects this week and I have a 3rd project waiting in the wings. It feels really good to be working on something new again!
And now for Mash (not to be confused for M*A*S*H):
Rader (not to be confused for RadAr from M*A*S*H not Mash) has joined the chess club. He came home last week and informed me he was either going to try out for Archery or Chess…and Chess won the battle.
Ian has already had a ‘bad’ haircut, which was actually a great haircut but he said it was too ‘Emo’ (not to be confused with Emo Phillips. One has nothing to do with the other) and we had to get it fixed. So my awesome Katie fixed him right up. Ian is now no longer ‘Emo.’ (apparently I like Emo. Go figure)
My Thurz Girls are saying goodbye to one of our favorite waiters tonight Paolo and his family are headed back home. It’s a sad day here in the Rock.
I don’t know what I’m going to wear to work today. Must get on that.
Any mish or mash you’d like to add?
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the weekend in review
Thursday: Received my final round of edits from awesome editor and in it, she included a lovely surprise that totally made my day. Read about it here at Ficitonistas. There’s even a picture. (Sorry to disappoint, it’s not porn.) Then I went out with my girlfriends and we celebrated
Friday: Do I remember Friday? Let me think. Oh yes. I got my hair did. The lovely Katie at Fringe Benefits rocked the color and cut as always. But then we had a bit of a snafu and she rallied the troops like the super hero that she is. So here’s what went down. We had 
my head covered in the lovely coppery red (WHAT? YOU THOUGHT IT WAS NATURAL? see how good she is?) I was rocking the plastic shower cap and texting some friends as I waited. (How did I ever survive getting my hair done without my crackberry?) It was time to rinse when suddenly, there was NO WATER IN THE SALON.
Yes, a water main had busted and I was going to have purple hair. Or no hair. it was not going to be pretty. Katie sprung into action and called some nearby salons but they, too, were affected by the water outage. I joked and said “Maybe we should use the bottled water. Or I could just run home and rinse.”
Next thing I know, one of the salon studs was holding a 5 gallon jug of water over my head as Katie rinsed and washed. Yes, I was rinsed by a $60 bottle of water. And my hair never felt softer.
Also, the color rocks; as does Katie.
After the hairmergency, I had a pretty low key day that ended with dinner with a girlfriend. Or so I thought it ended. It was 11 pm. I was burrowing into the bed when my cell phone rang. I figured it was a wrong number because really, nobody ever calls me that late.
But no. It was my friends K and K. I now call them the Devil’s Handmaidens. Here is the conversation that follows:
The Handmaidens: We’re going to Tunica and you’re coming with us.
Me: Nope. Can’t.
Handmaidens: Yes you can.
Me: Srsly, I can’t. I might could do a nightcap somewhere but no to Tunica.
Handmaidens: Fine, we’re coming to get you. We just wanna go somewhere.
Okay, so they came to get me. And we went out for a drink. And then we, um, took a detour that is a really funny story but one that cannot be told on this blog. Trust me when I say, it was VERY 
educational. And fun. And funny. Maybe I’ll tell you over a beer sometime.
Then we came back to my house where the Handmaidens stayed until 4 a.m. Not only that, but Handmaiden #1 went out to her car and brought in a box of Corn Pops. Who carries Corn Pops in their car? Just in case? So we snacked on Corn Pops and gossiped until I finally said, “Y’all are either spending the night or going home because this bitch is going to bed.”
I’m too old for late nights like that. (I say this every time I have a late night like that. My friends have way too much energy for me.)
Saturday I chilled in the morning watching Amanda Bynes movies (totally love her) and then went to Birdrunner’s house for the 4th celebration. The kids swam and I hung out with Stinkydog and Hopper and the rest of the fam but I was still so tired from my night out with the Handmaidens that I had to leave before fireworks. I’m not a big firework girl anyway. The only fireworks that really did anything for me was actually this past spring in Daytona when I could watch them from my balcony. That was kinda awesome.
Sunday: I wrestled with dog fur all day until I finally gave up. Yup, that’s about it. Dog fur 1; Mel 0
How was your holiday? Anything fun or exciting happen?
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busy day
Getting my hair did this morning. I’m 2 weeks overdue and trust me when I say, it’s obvious. I like my red hair, except for the fact that I can actually see the gray now when the roots grow out. When I was blond, the gray kinda just blended in.
Now I have no problem with gray hair, I just have no plans to ever actually be gray. Unless it’s that pretty, soft, white-gray…but then, I’ll never know if I have that hair or not because if things go as I plan, I’ll never see it.
I’m also having lunch with my h.s. boyfriend today. Since reconnecting, we tend to meet about once a month to catch up. We missed April because of our travel schedules, so today may be a long lunch. LOL I heard a rumor he’s riding his Harley if it isn’t raining… I’ll take a picture.
Speaking of pictures….(he’s gonna kill me for this) Here he is the summer b/t 8th and 9th grade…
wasn’t he just dreamy? *snort*
Sorry dude. Couldn’t resist.
Y’all have a good weekend! Got any plans?
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zen
A good hair day makes the bad Monday go away.
Right?
Also, I bought a new wireless keyboard for the Mac desktop. It’s not ergonomic but it does make typing easier. The keyboard that came with the desktop required superhuman strength to type.
I still have a cold and the meds are wearing off so I’m feeling a little bleh now, but in a few hours I can take some NyQuil and nod off into the land of medicated dreams. Oh yeah. That’s definitely something to look forward to.
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changing veils…
In this time of economic crisis…where we have 2 house payments, 1 income and me trying to avoid waiting tables at all cost (everyone take a moment to send good thoughts out to the two proposals that are in NY…Momma needs a new pair of shoes to buy groceries!) I’m making some sacrifices.
We’re cutting back everywhere we can.
And one of the places I’ve decided to sacrifice is my hairdresser. Okay, not completely. She’s still going to cut my hair, but I can’t afford to have her cut and color it every 6 weeks. (Katie, if you’re reading this, I’ll see you next week for a cut.)
I’ve been blond for forever. I get a wild hair up my ying-yang every once in a while and color it red or brown but I always go back to blond. since I can’t afford to have Katie color my hair, I can’t maintain my blond at home. It’s just too difficult.
So my BFF from high school and I went shopping for boxed color. And we found this:
L’Oreal Excellence Creme Light Reddish Brown (6RB)
And now, I’m no longer a blond.
Here is a picture of me from this spring:
and here’s the new me:
What do you think? Good change or bad?
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hello again.
I took a day off from Blogging because I was too busy writing. I had a bit of a breakthrough yesterday and it felt great and I didn’t wanna break the momentum to talk about nothing.
Which, let’s face it, my blog is the “Seinfeld” of blogs. Which is fine. Apparently I can talk about nothing all day long.
I’m sitting in Community Bakery this morning, enjoying my hubby’s company and my cup o’ joe. We’ve been temporarily relocated to my in-laws’ house, due to an unfortunate septic tank incident. Fishdog’s parents don’t have a wireless network. Hell, they barely have internet, truth be told. So, we had to set out this morning for food and our internet fix. MUST. CHECK. MAIL. she says, thumping a vein…Hurry. Hurry….
Ahhhhhh. Much better. I can’t imagine not being able to wake up and log in to delete the 17 spam messages I get every morning.
I’ll be spending next week in Oxford. My plan is to become a hermit inside my own home and write. I have a lofty page count goal, but since I’ll have no kids, no hubby, no carpool line, no soccer, no cross-country…I might be able to hit my mark.
Today I have my first hair appointment since relocating. This girl has been highly recommended by a friend and apparently enjoys a client who enjoys changing her hair. We’ll see what happens…
So what’s going on with you? Anything big happen this week or any plans for next?
Oh and before I forget…
Woo Pig Sooie! Beat Kentucky!
Bitchin' Fiction: Musings by author Melissa McKenzie / Melissa Francis 