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lines that inspire

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Last night, I was watching one of my new favorite TV shows Leverage (I love On Demand) and one of the characters made a comment that really struck home for me.

“He deserves to be seen as he really is. Everyone does.”

I love that line. The truth in it is so simple and elegant, yet very powerful.

A quote that I often use as my mantra is from Mel Brooks:

“If you’re quiet, you’re not living. You’ve got to be noisy and colorful and lively.“

I’m not really sure who said this next quote, but I got it from a signature of a friend who emailed me not long ago:

Life is short. Break the rules. Forgive quickly. Love truly. Laugh uncontrollably & regret nothing that makes you smile.

No truer words were spoken there.

Is there a particular quote or line from a book that inspires you?

I leave you with one final Mel Brooks quote. The man is amazing:

Every human being has hundreds of separate people living under his skin. The talent of a writer is his ability to give them their separate names, identities, personalities and have them relate to other characters living with him.

things to ponder

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Why is it that I can wake up at 6 a.m. with no problems and feel well rested on a Sunday, but come a work day, I feel like I’ve been trampled by an elephant?

Why does my dog bark at the mailman when he’s a block away on a different street? Also, why does my dog have a problem with the neighbors parking in their own driveway?

Why don’t houses come with a ‘self-cleaning’ option?

Why can’t I go to a movie without buying popcorn? It’s ridiculously expensive and stupid to purchase it, yet it tastes so good I can’t resist!

Why did my daddy nickname me Lissa Jane when I was growing up when my middle name is Renee?

Why does the word ‘fart’ make Rader laugh?

How is it I can find 30 4-leaf clovers in fifteen minutes, but I can’t pick a winning lottery number? What the hell kinda crack-job luck is that?

How excited am I that in 3 weeks (exactly 21 days from today) you’ll be able to buy my debut novel BITE ME! off the shelves?

SPAM: it’s not just for breakfast anymore

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Okay, it was never for breakfast at my house. It is a canned meat-like product and it is not something I would eat. Not even diced and thrown into an omelet.

Spam is also junk email.

For some reason, this morning it struck me as funny that junk email was called Spam and I wondered why. So I did a little digging. Maybe this is public knowledge and I’ve just been out of the loop, but now I know.

It seems that the term Spam originated from one of my favorite Monty Python skits. You know, the Spam skit where the vikings sing “spam, spam, spam, spam, spam, spam, Wonderful spam!” over and over again? Yes, well, apparently the meaning derived from that.

Something that keeps repeating and repeating to great annoyance.

For the story on how the term originated, go here.

What brought this on today? My new favorite Spam subject line.

“Read this or you’re gay.”

That’s right. If I didn’t read the email, I would turn gay. What’s a girl like me to do? Oh the dilemma.

I hit delete. So now what?

who the hell is they?

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You know the ‘they’ from “You know what they say…”

‘They’ sure say a lot.

Let’s discuss.

Things ‘they’ say:

Out of sight out of mind.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

So which is it? Does anyone know? Apparently ‘they’ don’t.

Life’s a bitch.

Life’s a bowl of cherries.

Do ‘they’ just cover their ass with these cliches? How does this work?

Stick it in your ear.

Stick it where they son don’t shine.

Apparently ‘they’ have a thing about sticking it but ‘they’ can’t make up their mind where.

Money is the root of all evil.

Money makes the world go around.

Money can’t buy you happiness.

Okay, so if money is the root of all evil, then it stands to reason that money can’t buy you happiness. However, if money makes the world go around, then one would reason that it could also buy you happiness and that it is NOT the root of all evil. Again, ‘they’ confuse me.

Laughter is good for the soul.

‘They’ definitely got this one right.

ack!

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I didn’t blog yesterday! WTF, dude? My only excuse is that I didn’t get much sleep the night before and just flat out forgot. My bad.

I really wish I had something enlightened to share with you today, or a good story, but not really.

This week is British Soccer camp week. Those of you who are regular readers of my blog, know what a fan of British Soccer Camp I am… For the 1st time in 4 years we’re not hosting any coaches–which is a good thing, because when we do host, I tend to NEVER sleep. The lads are always entertaining. (and very easy on the eyes)

I hit the gym and the track yesterday for the first time in a few weeks. Did circuit room, abs, and walked 4 miles in about 45 minutes. I’m sore today. Feeling it big time. But I’m glad I went. I’m gonna blog over at Fat Chicks Running this afternoon about my time on the walking track. It’s pretty funny. I’m apparently a ‘rule breaker.’ I know–you’re shocked!

Ian has been in Dallas for a week watching his cousin play some kick ass soccer in a National Tournament. Taylor’s team is now in the finals. Am hoping to get some pics soon to post for ya soon.

That’s about all that’s going on here. Nothing witty or snappy today. I’m just too tired. Maybe I’ll be able to muster up funny for tomorrow.

Stay tuned.

What’s going on this week with you guys?

finish the sentences

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I stole this from @jennchristman because my brain is fried. See #7.

1. My ex is…from long time ago way back when.

2. I should learn to…sail.

3. I love…music.

4. People say that I am…funny.

5. I don’t understand…war.

6. When I wake up in the morning…I make coffee.

7. I lost…my revisions. No I don’t wanna talk about it.

8. Life is…unpredictable. See above.

9. My past taught me…that life is unpredictable.

10. I get annoyed when…I have to wait.

11. Parties…make me happy.

12. I wish…I lived at the beach.

13. My childhood pets…were named Checkers, Shingles, Amber, Big Red, Moose, Charlie, Sadie and Spike.

14. Tomorrow is….Wednesday.

15. I have a low tolerance for…apathy.

16. If I had a million dollars…I’d move to the beach.

17. I’m terrified of…becoming jaded.

18. I’ve come to realize…I love lottery math, but I may have to change my lottery numbers. They don’t seem to be hitting…

20. I am listening to…a playlist I put together.

21. I talk…about everything.

22. My good friends…center me.

23. I hate…not having it all.

24. My cell phone is…tied to my soul. Don’t judge me.

25. Before I go to bed…I chat with friends and watch the Daily Show.

26. The person most likely to re-post this is… who cares?

27. The person least likely to re-post this is…again, who cares?

28. My favorite pictures…make me smile.

29. I sing…very badly but all the time.

30. If I were a crayon…hot pink.

Random Mel-O-Jumble

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This morning, I was struggling for a blog topic. I’m not sure if it was my restless sleep last night or my foggy head this morning, but I just couldn’t come up with anything.But then I drove Rader to school and a few things popped into my head.

So here goes. This isn’t a meme. It’s just a Me.

Things you probably didn’t know about Mel.

  1. If I have cash, I tend to give money to the homeless guys begging at stoplights. This usually happens about once a month (I rarely carry cash). I truly believe they need that $5 more than I do and if they’re scam artists, good for them—I’d rather not know. It takes courage to stand there for the world to judge you. I don’t care if they use my cash on food, booze, drugs, or cigarettes. They have a need and I can help them, even if it’s only a buck. Rader is usually in the car with me when I give money. I always feel bad when I don’t have any cash and he always tells me that he has some cash if I want to go home and bring it back.
  2. Sometimes a song will make my heart hurt.
  3. I didn’t know what I wanted to do with my life until I was 30 years old. If you have a kid who is wandering from path to path, don’t give up! (I have a kid who is going to do the same thing I did. I hate that for him, but I totally understand him.)
  4. I hate panty lines and think there is no excuse for having them.
  5. It only takes me 30-40 minutes to get ready in the morning. Shower, shave, hair, makeup, clothes.
  6. I don’t wear a lot of makeup. I wear mineral foundation, mascara, lip gloss or tinted Chapstick. Occasionally I’ll wear eyeliner. Evening makeup is a light eye shadow and lipstick.
  7. I wear flip-flops almost year around.
  8. I don’t think that teaching abstinence and birth control/safe sex are mutually exclusive and I don’t understand how parents in this day and age can justify NOT talking to their kids about safe sex. As a matter of fact, I talk about sex so much to my kids that I’m pretty sure they’ll never have sex because of it. *SCORE*
  9. I don’t understand why people start off with “No offense but…” People need to own their opinions. And they need to learn how to express them properly without the “No offense” padding.
  10. If I had a choice between sports and a girly thing like a baby shower or wedding shower, sports will always win. (I will sacrifice that for my BFFs. Mainly because they wouldn’t torture me with stupid games.)
  11. I used to drink 6-10 Diet Cokes or Coke Zeros a day. Now I have maybe 2or 3 a month (except when on deadline). And those usually have bourbon in them. Or vanilla vodka. Heh.
  12. I am planning to buy a pair of red cowboy boots this year.
  13. I’m really excited about getting my tattoo soon. I can’t wait to show you guys!

I woke up again!

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I tried another NEW THING AT THE GYM yesterday and again, I didn’t die in my sleep! This is becoming a habit I think.

I blogged about my ZUMBA experience over at Fat Chicks Running so don’t forget to pop over and read all about it.

What’s on your agenda today? During my cleaning frenzy last weekend, I never did make it to my living room/desk area. I’m considering tackling that today. And taxes. I have to tackle taxes. Both things I don’t want to do but both things HAVE to be done. So, I’m thinking both of those things are priority numero uno.

This weekend we have our first all day soccer tournament. Of course, it was 70 degrees here two days ago, tomorrow is supposed to be 51. WTF? I mean, dude, I do NOT want to sit outside and watch these games like a granny with an afghan on my lap. I suppose I could take my Scooby Doo Blanket and wear my skull cap, huh?

Today is supposed to be pretty and in the 60s. I am suffering from spring fever so bad! I will definitely get outside and run today.

Oh and in Harriet the Head news, I think she’s having an affair with Grim now. He came by for a visit last night and flirted with Harriet all night. I mean, who knew? It was annoying after a while, so I finally took some benadryl to force Harriet to shut up and go to sleep.

Have a good weekend y’all!

Conversations in Mel’s head

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Y’all wanna know what it’s like to be me? Here’s some snippets of conversationsI had with myself yesterday.

I apologize in advance.

Head: I hurt and am filling up with snot.
Me: I know.
Head: What are you going to do about it?
Me: I don’t know. Take a Claritin and hope it’s all better tomorrow.
Head: You’re not going to the gym, right?
Me: Wrong.
Head: Dammit, I don’t wanna go spreading my germs everywhere.
Me: We washes the equipment after we uses it, precious. Besides, maybe Evil Barbie Hair Girl is there and we can sneezes on her and gives her the Bird Flu.
Head: Sounds promising. But we don’t have the Bird Flu.
Me: But maybe we will.
Head: *rolling eyes*
Me: I saw that.

At the gym:

Head: There’s Evil Barbie Hair Girl, go sneeze on her.
Me: It would be wasted, we don’t have the Bird Flu. I can tell.
Head: But, if it’s a good juicy sneeze, I bet you’ll lose another pound.
Me: Good call.
*ACHOO*

This morning on the scale:
Me: You lied.
Head: It was a theory that we disproved.
Me: Shut up, McScientist.

Last night I twittered:

[Mel]<— haz a worry! *gasp* trying to think of a blog topic for tomorrow and is afeared she may be out of funny!

Here was the conversation that followed:

Head: Really? Really? You think you’re out of funny.
Me: Maybe. I just don’t feel funny.
Head: That’s the Bird Flu talking.
Me: We don’t have the Bird Flu.
Head: I think maybe we’re developing it.
Me: I think we’re developing Multiple-Personality-Disorder. Maybe I should give you a name instead of just calling you head.
Head: I like the name Harriet.
Me: I’m not calling you Harriet.
Head: It was just a suggestion. Besides, shouldn’t I get to name myself.
Me: No. You’re my head, I get to name you. I always liked the name Zoe.
Head: lalalalalalalalalalalala I can’t hear you.
Me: Let me try this out. Shut up, Zoe.
Head: I’m only responding to Head or Harriet. Lalalalalalalalalalalalalala
Me: Hm. Zoe isn’t working for me. Kalliope? No, too complicated. Maybe I should call you Einstein since you’ve been so good at testing theories lately.
Head: I could compromise and go for Madame Curie.
Me: Okay, Madame Curie. You’ve got a deal.
Head: Maybe just call me Madam.
Me: Maybe I should go to bed.
Head: Maybe you’re right. Take some benadryl first.
Me: Goodnight, Madam.
Head: Goodnight, Nutjob.
Me: I’m going to let that slide because we have the Bird Flu.
Head: Thanks.

what to wear

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I have to go to work today. I don’t mind it, I like the people I work with a lot and I like job. I LOVE the hours. Seriously, I work Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday 8-3. Oh yeah. My work week was made directly from the recipe of awesome.

Eventually the job will go full time and I’ll have a decision to make. I know I’ll take the job if it’s offered, it’s a great company that pays well, and has amazing benefits. Plus, I truly like my department, which is fabulous. I don’t dread going to work at all.

But today, I dread wearing real clothes. I miss being able to work in my PJ pants or my exercise clothes. No, I don’t wanna do it everyday (that got a little old) but damn, it’s cold and rainy today and I just want to put on my black yoga pants, my hot pink tank top, a sweatshirt and running shoes and report for duty.

I’m thinking that would be pushing even the most lenient of ‘business casual’ dress codes.

But really, it would even be more convenient for me since I’m going to the gym this afternoon. I could just hop in the car and drive straight there.

It’s a scrubby kind of day, but I’ll be looking cute. (duh.) Of course, that means I have to figure out what I want to wear now…

What’s on your agenda for today? Are you going get to be scrubby?

Oh, and I’m back at FCR today, talking about breaking through my plateau, my next reward CD, and my upcoming race.