Let us observe a moment of silence for Bobcat Greyskull. He lost his tail last July, and today he’s losing his man-parts.
In more glamorous news, Bell Bottoms, Nipsy and I went Disco Diva shopping this weekend. Check out THIS awesome find. I will not be wearing the pajama pants at the party…
If the mail runs correctly, I will be wearing THESE pants instead:
And the shoes that Nipsy found for me at Savers? AMAZING.
I’m also thinking that maybe this is the perfect color for my toes…
It’s gonna be a groovy time…and I can’t wait to see El Jefe decked out. You know he’s gonna be hot. Especially if he’s sporting a super 70s ‘stache…
It’s Day 2 of the Month of Mel and it’s already been a banner month! (get it? Banner? and I posted a Month of Mel banner? See what I did there?)
It’s going to be 80 degrees today. It’s like Mother Nature is bowing down to my awesomeness and granting me my every wish. Well, my current weather wish… I’m wearing sandals today! I’m so happy I got a pedicure a couple of weeks ago…
Robyn (formerly known as Birdrunner, currently known as Bell Bottoms) and I have been planning a super fun combo housewarming/birthday party. There will be disco balls, gold lame’ and white suits galore! I can’t wait! We are gonna party like it’s 1979 next weekend.
I’m working on a fabulous playlist. Any suggestions? Don’t worry, I’ve got the BeeGees and Donna Summer…and definitely we’ll have some Copa Cabana! Can’t have a disco without a little Barry Manilow.
Her name is Lola, she is a showgirl…with yellow feathers in her hair and a dress cut down to there…
OH guess what? I got my first Month of Mel prezzie last night. I heart my friends who love to play along…
I made good foods last night. Bacon-wrapped Rosemary Chicken and roasted potatoes with wilted garlic spinach. I would have gotten marked down for the plating, but as for the taste, I might have even pleased Chef Ramsey. Maybe.
And then it put me in a coma. I’m not exactly sure what time I started dozing on the couch, but it was early. I’m sure I was mouth-breathing and drooling into Lake Melf when El Jefe woke me up and suggested I make the bed my new home.
The weekend is here y’all. Get your Sparkle On. I had to fight off a couple of Twi-hards but I finally managed to kill a sparkle-pire and gain my sparkle back. I hope you’re wearing your shades today…because I’m shining bright!
Also, today is my going away lunch with my current co-workers. I’m gonna miss seeing these guys everyday, but now that I have a nametag, it’s officially time for me to go. 🙂
Aw yeah.
I love that life seems to be falling into place for me right now. Knock on wood, it continues because I’m digging this happy thing.
Yesterday I had a bit of a set back and my personal sparkle dulled for a while. Dudes, I’m not a big fan of dull so yesterday didn’t work for me at all.
I’m better today. Much better. It’s amazing how little notes and phone calls from friends can make you light up like a sparkler. I will never forget how lucky I am to have the people in my life that I do. I am good at surrounding myself with awesome. 🙂
And look! Sparkle Plenty can be yours, too!
But only if you’re a girl…
You know what else made me feel better? Watching Daniel Tosh Completely Serious on Netflix. Holy Crappin’ Damn he’s funny. And sooooo not right. Which makes me love him even more. Here’s an example of the awesome. It is sooooo very NSFW (unless you wear headphones…)
I got people to see and stuffs to do today. I’m having my Bday lunch with my bestie from high school on Friday. Yay for Sushi! Can’t wait!
Happy Humpday. Or Wine Wednesday. However you choose to celebrate…you know there’s no judgement here…
Once upon a time, there was a buxom (isn’t that a great word?) red-head named Melf. Melf wrote a book. A vampire book for teens. Melf sold that book in 2007…and then this other vampire book for teens MADE A BIG SPLASH.
And then Melf’s book came out…and the #1 question Melf was asked? “Do your vampires sparkle?”
And Melf’s answer? “I sparkle. My vampires do not.”
Welcome to the beginning of awesome. (BTW, I’m totally going to buy these shoes. Holy Crap how freaking sexy are they? Plus they are my favorite color AND THEY SPARKLE!)
In all seriousness, I love sparkle. It’s a great word when applied to how I feel most of the time. Sparkle is contagious, so I try to sprinkle my sparkle everywhere I go. The world is just a much better place when it’s all a-glitter. Don’t you think?
Sometimes I’m funny. This is a true story. I’m not even making it up. I can sometimes make people laugh.
And sometimes I only make myself laugh. But seriously, if I don’t make myself laugh, who will?
This morning, I made both boys laugh until my oldest asked me to stop because he was gonna have an accident and he wasn’t talking about pee. I told him that would be a problem for me because my love stopped at teenage poop. There. I said it. I put a condition on my love for my children and that condition is poo.
This did not help the laughter situation at all, btw. But he managed to control his guts, which is good because I totally would have put him out of the car with $10 and said, “Good luck with that.” (ok, maybe a slight exaggeration as there is currently no cash in my wallet. Sorry kid.)
Anyway, I’m just glad I can crack my kids up. I figure this will go a long way in the future therapy that I will be paying for. At least they can laugh at how screwed up I made them.
I had another, almost perfect moment with my youngest this week. We were getting our geek on at the Science Fair. When it was over, we had to brave the bitter, 40 mph winds to the car which was almost 2 blocks away. In a burst of simultaneous awesome, we started singing TALK DIRTY TO ME by Poison (it had been on the radio earlier). So there I am, with my 13 year old son, racing across middle school campus belting out an 80s hairband classic. In the midst of this musical moment, a couple of girls passed us and yelled “Hey Rader’s Mom!” and I stopped singing long enough to yell “Hey strange girls I don’t know!” and then we continued on.
Yes, I am a very lucky momma. If there’s one thing I’ve ever done right in my life, it’s my awesome kids. Even if I have effed them up a bit…
For the past two years, instead of New Year’s Resolution, I chose three words to describe the previous year and three words to describe the coming year.
I was on vacation this year, and I didn’t get to do a Day the 1st posting…so I thought I’d rectify that somewhat…
2011 Day the 12th
My words for 2010 focused sparkly fun
Focused would be the one word that did not ring true for the entire year. I flailed a bit. I barely wrote & I got off my fitness routine.
But sparkly and fun? Hell yeah.
So let’s get to 2011.
I’m not going to describe the coming year in three words. I’m not going to continue to make resolutions such as “Be a more disciplined writer” like I did the past two years. (because let’s face it, I’m not a disciplined writer. Not even close. So why set myself up for failure that way?) I have one goal and one goal only for this year: Move forward.
I spoke briefly on this at Fictionistas on Friday. I’m putting one foot in front of the other and getting my life back in order. Part of doing that is cutting the negative out of my life and leaving the past where it belongs. Now it’s time to focus on my present and move into my future.
I promise to sparkle hard while I move forward. I really look best in glitter, anyway. 🙂 “We cannot change our past. We can not change the fact that people act in a certain way. We cannot change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude.” Charles R. Swindoll
Attitude is everything.
ETA: my friend Elen reminded me that one of my resolutions from the past two years was to “Laugh everyday.” She gently nudged me to continue to do that. So, I’m officially editing my resolution list:
Aw yeah.
Bitchin' Fiction: Musings by author Melissa McKenzie / Melissa Francis 