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because i want you

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There is no better scene in this world than this one from STRANGER THAN FICTION.

I decided that quoting this scene was too much, even though the words are still as strong out of context, the tension and honesty in this scene should be viewed.

Now from a writer’s perspective, I have to admit I love the scenes with Emma Thompson as she’s narrating while she writes. This particular passage always gets me:

Kay Eiffel: As Harold took a bite of Bavarian sugar cookie, he finally felt as if everything was going to be ok. Sometimes, when we lose ourselves in fear and despair, in routine and constancy, in hopelessness and tragedy, we can thank God for Bavarian sugar cookies. And, fortunately, when there aren’t any cookies, we can still find reassurance in a familiar hand on our skin, or a kind and loving gesture, or subtle encouragement, or a loving embrace, or an offer of comfort, not to mention hospital gurneys and nose plugs, an uneaten Danish, soft-spoken secrets, and Fender Stratocasters, and maybe the occasional piece of fiction. And we must remember that all these things, the nuances, the anomalies, the subtleties, which we assume only accessorize our days, are effective for a much larger and nobler cause. They are here to save our lives. I know the idea seems strange, but I also know that it just so happens to be true. And, so it was, a wristwatch saved Harold Crick.

Okay, it’s humpday. The female terrorists kittehs have been wrangled and taken back to the vet as it seems their constant cage fighting and terroristic training has opened up their incisions. Yay for yucky, gaping abdomen holes! Has this slowed them down? Not. One. Bit.

I’m working today, finishing stuff up. I have Christmas bunko tonight, hanging with pals tomorrow and my pal Laura’s birthday on Christmas Eve…this will be my first Christmas Eve without the kids. I’m not really looking forward to waking up Christmas morning alone without them, but I’ll see them mid-morning and it will all be good. It will also give me a chance to sleep off all the wine I will have consumed with Laura the night before.

3 days left til Ho, Ho, Ho!

staring is the only way

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John Clasky: They should name a gender after you. Looking at you doesn’t do it. Staring is the only way that makes any sense. And trying not to blink, so you don’t miss anything. And all of that, and you’re YOU. I mean…
Look, forgive me. It’s just you are DROP DEAD, CRAZY GORGEOUS! So much so that I’m actually considering looking at you again before we finish up here.
Flor Moreno: Soon, please.

This is from the movie Spanglish. I love this movie because it is filled with extremely flawed characters who struggle to find love and happiness in all the wrong ways. Also, Cloris Leachman is in this movie and I love her like I love oxygen.
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This weekend was fabulous. Friday night I was in bed early. I was exhausted 🙂 and needed my rest because I had to have Rader to his chess tournament by 8:00 Saturday morning.

And I had to have the terrorists kittehs to the clinic by 10:00 so they could get fixed. Saturday afternoon was quite interesting for all of us. Chicken Nugget took losing his nuggets like a champ. He just wanted peace, love and happiness. Clementine and Kitty G didn’t come out of the anesthesia with quite the same attitude. They were totally cage fighting. It was ugly. But by Sunday afternoon we were pretty much back to normal.

Ruby didn’t quite understand why her BFF Chicken Nugget smelled funny. And I’m pretty sure she missed his nuts. This is what she did all Saturday night:

Poor baby. She was just so concerned.

Saturday night I went to a Knight Play Comedy Club for about an hour to see my BFF Jenn Christmas Christman host. She did a bang up job and looked like a million bucks in the process!

and then Sunday afternoon my best pals from college came over for a little Chirstmasy Brunch and some wine and a whole lotta gossip. I mean, catching up. Check out my tree…I’m hoping it will survive the terrorist kitteh attacks through the holidays…

Hope y’all had a great weekend! 12 days left til Christmas. Are you ready?

a monday mel-o-jumble!

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Saturday was so pretty and warm, El Jefe and I decided to climb Pinnacle Mountain. I haven’t done this in years…and let me tell you, if I thought my ass hurt after the Death March with Birdrunner on Thursday? Yeah, not-so-much after the climb to the top of Everest Pinnacle. But it was worth it. Check out the view:

After a beautiful day and lovely evening with friends, we woke to frost on Sunday. Bitter, yucky cold. Now, I knew it was coming, but seriously, I just like my warm weather. I’m not a cold weather girl unless there is snow on the ground. And even then, I’m pretty much done with it after two days.

Gimme sun, sand, surf!

In other weekend news, the terrorists kittehs have discovered the red laser. And Kitty G will climb walls to get to it. Hours of entertainment, y’all.

I blogged at Fictionistas today about Holiday music and my lack of Christmas Spirit…but I’m working on it. There is only one song I really wanna hear right now, and here’s my favorite commercial made from that song….

Hope y’all had a good weekend. Not doing my half-marathon training today…but we’ll get back to it tomorrow. I may do my Jillian Michaels DVD tonight, though. That woman can pack a punch in a 20 minute workout. She also scares me a little, so I’m afraid to slack off because I think she knows and can jump out of the TV and yell at me in person.

wrapping up the week

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  1. My ass still hurts thanks to the Death March I went on with Birdrunner and Lindy. Yes, it’s self-inflicted. Yes, I’m training to walk half marathon during the Month of Mel. Yes, I’m whiny but hey I’m also really cute and got carded again last night so suck it.
  2. Fishdog took the boys to see Insane Clown Posse last night. I can’t wait to hear about how much Faygo they were sprayed with.
  3. I have a pot roast in the crock pot…mmmmm tonight’s dinner is gonna be yummy.
  4. Did I mention my ass hurts?
  5. Had the best thing happen to me at Kroger last night. The check out lady looked at me and said, “I don’t know what you do for a living, but it has to be creative because you have a beautifully creative soul.” *love love love*
  6. The terrorists kittehs have discovered the counters and the table and are currently in full destruction mode. Getting a squirt bottle tonight.
  7. I’m decorating for Christmas this weekend. Unfortunately, I won’t have a tree in the house because of the terrorists kittehs. Maybe next year.
  8. I’m looking forward to tonight because El Jefe should be waiting for me when I get home. What a great way to start the weekend.
Hope y’all have a great weekend. Stay warm! Ruby sure is….

these boots were made for awesome

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Love Fall is in the air…

At 5:30 this morning, I had my cup of coffee on my screened in porch wearing my gigantic orange sweatshirt and a snuggieeh. And a couple of kittehs and a puggeh. It was 48 degrees.

So guess what? I pulled out my awesome boots that are awesome and I wore them today. Behold the awesome boots that are awesome!

Now, was I ready for summer to be over? Not really. But foozball and boots I’m always ready for. And coffee on the porch wearing a snuggeh, kitteh and puggeh. Can’t really do that in the summer.

Speaking of puggeh and kitteh–check out Ruby and Chicken Nugget.


HAI! I’M A KITTEH!
HAI! I’M A PUGGEH!

Kitty G is still unsure of the puggehness, but she’ll come around.

2 down…

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My ride to work was kinda like being a part of a portable petting zoo. Ruby always sits on my lap…and Mayhem decided that she should, too. Col. Mustard, he perched on my shoulder. Guess he’s gonna be an “up-high cat”.

The Kittehs are on their way to their new home today…where they will live on a farm and be well-loved little barn kittehs. Ahhhh what a life. And endless supply of mice and milk. Seriously, who could ask for more?
Charlie Chaplin will be making her way to my friend Jeanne’s house tonight and hopefully Birdrunner still wants Kitty G. If so, then we are done because the boys and I have decided to keep Chicken Nugget. He loves himself some Ruby, so he gets to stay.
I’m gonna miss the little kittehs. They’ve been hysterical these past few days. There’s nothing more fun than watching them flump around (flump is my new favorite made up word. That’s totally the sound kittehs make when they wrestle). And I love it when they jump straight up in the air just because the wind blew.
I won’t miss Ruby’s constant whining. She wants to be with the kittehs all the time, but we can’t keep them in the house all the time because WE WOULD NEVER SLEEP. So they’ve been sleeping on the screened in porch. And when it’s time for them to retire for the evening, Ruby camps out in front of the door, staring at the crack between the door and the floor, and whines. It’s like she totally expects them to squeeze under the door and come back inside. Sorry, Ruby. They’re kittehs, not cockroaches.
IT’S ALMOST FRIDAY! You have no idea how ready for the weekend I am…

tomorrow, tomorrow! I’ll see Oxford, tomorrow!

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IT’S ONLY A DAY AWAY!

When: Friday, September 17 (tomorrow)
Where: Square Books, Jr.
Time: 5:00
Who: ME!

Please come see me!

I had the best time with one of my pals, Stacey Jay last year. We signed books, drank wine, signed more books, drank more wine…

Wait. Anyone beginning to see a pattern here? I LOVE SIGNING BOOKS!

I can’t wait to see you guys tomorrow. It’s gonna be a big time full of sparkly goodness.

In other bits of random…

I was checking my website stats and seriously, somebody in Boulder, CO googled I HATE MELISSA FRANCIS. That’s just mean and hurtful, yo. I’m good people. Don’t be hatin’ on me!

I’ve also had some weird search terms on my website search bar. Like one day a month or so ago, someone just kept searching for KILL and HATE.

So this is what my report looked like:

08:17:30 2010 Kill
08:17:28 2010 Kill
08:17:23 2010 Kill
08:17:22 2010 Kill
08:17:16 2010 Kill
08:16:24 2010 Kill
08:15:46 2010 Kill
08:15:10 2010 Kill
08:14:31 2010 Kill
08:11:35 2010 hate
08:11:34 2010 hate
08:11:31 2010 hate
08:11:30 2010 hate
08:11:29 2010 hate

dudes. Seriously. That’s just not nice! I don’t blog about killing and hate so why are you searching for them? Also, I know people and I know things. And I know people who know things about people. So, watch it. mmmkay? This is my sandbox. Don’t throw sand at me in my own box!!! Besides, I’m all friendly, and sparkly, and fun to play with. Haters are not allowed.

And in Kitteh news. 2 are promised (Charlie Chaplin and Kitteh G) and 2 are maybes (the boys) but my kids wanna keep one of the boys, so I’m not sure what we’re gonna do about that.

I probably will be scarce tomorrow. If I think about it, I’ll pre-post a blog. But I may not think about it. We’ll see.

Have a great weekend if I don’t catch ya mañana!

free to good home and I’m not talking about me (this time)

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Meet the Kittehs. They are all litter trained and eating real food. They are fun and purry and affectionate and are ready to be adopted. (I’ll even bring them to Oxford with me on Friday if anyone in the area wants one!)

Here are the boys. I’m showing this view first so you can see the difference in their color. Chicken Nugget is the light one; Col. Mustard is the darker.

Chicken Nugget
Col. Mustard

Here are the Calicos:

Mayhem

Kitty G

This black and white little girl is Charlie Chaplin. She’s been promised to my friend Jeanne, but I couldn’t post pics of her siblings and leave her out!!
If you’re interested, please contact me via email. First come; first serve!
oatmellow [@] gmail [.] com

prepare to be blinded by the cute

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So Clementine the Tart (aka the pregnant teenage kitty who was abandoned in my yard) has popped. And here we are 6 weeks later, overloaded by the cuteness. These babies are ready for new homes. As much as I hate the idea of getting rid of them (because I do adore all of them) it is way past time. My back porch was supposed to be a beer garden, not a petting zoo.

Did you know that Dr. Pepper boxes make the best Kitteh hidey holes? True story. Here we have (from the left) Mayhem (she’s a striped calico) Chicken Nugget (aka Lemonjello he has a twin brother you’ll see in a second named Colonel Mustard aka Orangejello) and my favorite of them all Kitty G.

Colonel Mustard and Kitty G love to play. Col. Mustard apparently is part vampire. Go figure.

Chicken Nugget posing like a good little boy. That’s Mayhem looking for trouble behind Nugget.

Mayhem is a hot mess.

This is Charlie Chaplin. She’s so shy that I can never get any good pics of her. But she’s sweet as pie. She’s black and white and has a cute little black mustache…

I’m going to post more pics soon. I will continue to post pics until all the kittehs have found new homes. I don’t need anyone thinking I’m the crazy cat lady. I’ll NEVER get a date then!