7:20 pm Gary, Gary, Gary. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

7:25pm Judd may be my new favorite: “GET OUT OF MY JUNGLE.”

7:40 pm Nevermind. I take that back. Judd is no longer my favorite. He is the reason the tribe lost. Dammit to hell. Poor Steph. I just hope she doesn’t start whining now.

8:00 Close call Lydia. You got lucky. Maybe now your new team will see your value.

As always, changing the teams changes the dynamics of the game. Things will get more interesting now.

One person this will affect is Gary. He had it made when he wasn’t on Danni’s team…but she knows who he is and he’s still lying about it. I said it before, but I’ll say it again. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Even if he does make it to the final two, he won’t win because of that one lie. That stupid lie. Time and again this show has proven one thing–it’s not about who needs the money most; it’s about who plays the game the best. Gary’s afraid they’ll vote him off because he doesn’t need the money…but if you look at the past shows, overall, that’s just not true.

Now the show is going somewhere. Let’s get down and dirty, y’all!

I can’t wait for my friend Maria to post…wonder what her thoughts are? (btw, she was SOOOO wrong about Jack on Lost. Hewas just a whiner last night–button or no)

7:20 pm Gary, Gary, Gary. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

7:25pm Judd may be my new favorite: “GET OUT OF MY JUNGLE.”

7:40 pm Nevermind. I take that back. Judd is no longer my favorite. He is the reason the tribe lost. Dammit to hell. Poor Steph. I just hope she doesn’t start whining now.

8:00 Close call Lydia. You got lucky. Maybe now your new team will see your value.

As always, changing the teams changes the dynamics of the game. Things will get more interesting now.

One person this will affect is Gary. He had it made when he wasn’t on Danni’s team…but she knows who he is and he’s still lying about it. I said it before, but I’ll say it again. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Even if he does make it to the final two, he won’t win because of that one lie. That stupid lie. Time and again this show has proven one thing–it’s not about who needs the money most; it’s about who plays the game the best. Gary’s afraid they’ll vote him off because he doesn’t need the money…but if you look at the past shows, overall, that’s just not true.

Now the show is going somewhere. Let’s get down and dirty, y’all!

I can’t wait for my friend Maria to post…wonder what her thoughts are? (btw, she was SOOOO wrong about Jack on Lost. Hewas just a whiner last night–button or no)

Is it just me, or is Jack a big fat titty-baby? I mean, Dr. Doom in all his glory whining and crying about how this can’t happen and that won’t happen.

HELLOOOOOO.

Jack, take a look around ya, big boy. You’re on an island, in the middle of nowhere that is being guarded by a monster. There are “OTHERS” on the island. There is a man living in an underground vault full of food, water, electricity…and you are still in the world of “Jack’s Reality.” Cry me a river.

Dude. You need to take a pill and jump up on the turnip truck. And for God’s sake, PUSH THE GD BUTTON, ALREADY!

Now, onto my favorite bad boy and his little situation.

Whoa. Didn’t see that coming. Chickie-poo whooped his ass. Maybe she’ll whoop up on old Jackie and turn him into a man.

Jack needs to take a few lessons from someone, that’s for sure. And in the meantime, someone should just shut him the f*ck up.

The show was awesome, I will admit. Despite the fact I wanted to mute it half the time Jaqueline was on the screen.

Is it just me, or is Jack a big fat titty-baby? I mean, Dr. Doom in all his glory whining and crying about how this can’t happen and that won’t happen.

HELLOOOOOO.

Jack, take a look around ya, big boy. You’re on an island, in the middle of nowhere that is being guarded by a monster. There are “OTHERS” on the island. There is a man living in an underground vault full of food, water, electricity…and you are still in the world of “Jack’s Reality.” Cry me a river.

Dude. You need to take a pill and jump up on the turnip truck. And for God’s sake, PUSH THE GD BUTTON, ALREADY!

Now, onto my favorite bad boy and his little situation.

Whoa. Didn’t see that coming. Chickie-poo whooped his ass. Maybe she’ll whoop up on old Jackie and turn him into a man.

Jack needs to take a few lessons from someone, that’s for sure. And in the meantime, someone should just shut him the f*ck up.

The show was awesome, I will admit. Despite the fact I wanted to mute it half the time Jaqueline was on the screen.

I’m a huge fan of the tv show LOST, so today’s hottie is brought to you by ABC.

If you’ll recall, a couple of weeks ago, our hottie du jour was Sawyer.
He most certainly is my hottie preference on the show, but Sayid (Naveen Andrews) runs a close second.

Mmmmmm. Wednesdays.

I’m a huge fan of the tv show LOST, so today’s hottie is brought to you by ABC.

If you’ll recall, a couple of weeks ago, our hottie du jour was Sawyer.
He most certainly is my hottie preference on the show, but Sayid (Naveen Andrews) runs a close second.

Mmmmmm. Wednesdays.

Week one:

Recorded food every day but two. Stayed within allotted points every day but one.

Exercised 4 days. Included walking or eliptical trainer and arm exercises and abs.

Pounds lost: 5

So my first week went pretty well. I’m still fairly motivated though I’m very tired. I’m ready for the magic potion I paid that faery for to kick in. I have a feeling I was ripped off. Maybe I should report the faery to the BBB.

Week two of budgeting.

We’ve pretty much kept to our spending plan. Mark did go over the bills with me the first week and we made plans for him to sit down with me every Sunday morning to go over the checkbook. What really happened was I sat down and went over the checkbook while he cleaned the kitchen. Oh well. At least I got my kitchen cleaned!

The one thing that has really helped has been our cash envelope. We put $200 in the evelope and when we want to have pizza delivered or go get a snow cone or rent movies, we take the money from the cash envelope. That’s really cut down on our excessive spending.

Anyway, I’m starved so I’m heading off to eat my cinnamon roll oatmeal and drink my coffee…and I’m going to like it, dammit!

Week one:

Recorded food every day but two. Stayed within allotted points every day but one.

Exercised 4 days. Included walking or eliptical trainer and arm exercises and abs.

Pounds lost: 5

So my first week went pretty well. I’m still fairly motivated though I’m very tired. I’m ready for the magic potion I paid that faery for to kick in. I have a feeling I was ripped off. Maybe I should report the faery to the BBB.

Week two of budgeting.

We’ve pretty much kept to our spending plan. Mark did go over the bills with me the first week and we made plans for him to sit down with me every Sunday morning to go over the checkbook. What really happened was I sat down and went over the checkbook while he cleaned the kitchen. Oh well. At least I got my kitchen cleaned!

The one thing that has really helped has been our cash envelope. We put $200 in the evelope and when we want to have pizza delivered or go get a snow cone or rent movies, we take the money from the cash envelope. That’s really cut down on our excessive spending.

Anyway, I’m starved so I’m heading off to eat my cinnamon roll oatmeal and drink my coffee…and I’m going to like it, dammit!

My fabulous writing chapter, RWA Online, is sponsoring our yearly writing challenge named after a former member, Kia Cochrane. Many thanks to DanaRae Pomeroy (we miss you DR, wish you’d come back) for writing the following article on our beloved Kia.

Dear Kia,

RWA Online hopes we honor your memory well.

———————–
Copyright 2002
DanaRae Pomeroy

The Kia Marathon

Kia was a special lady to many of the people in the Romance Section and, later, the RWA Forum. She was published in contemporary category romance as Kia Cochran. Just prior to her death, she’d turned her hand to attempting mystery romances.

I was one of the few fortunate enough to meet Kia in person. In fact, we ‘camped’ in her back yard in our RV for three weeks, the spring before she died. Kia is responsible (long story) for our move to Greenville SC, ‘tho I’d never met her in person until we pulled into their driveway.

Several of us came to know Kia well through doing the Artist Way course via email and forming a Sacred Circle. When I had the opportunity to spend three weeks literally in her backyard, it was as if we were old friends. In addition to her writing, Kia was a voracious reader. She made weekly trips to the local library and and supported the Friends of the Library in their sales fundraising. She was also a crafter and viewed her knitting and her quilting as she did her writing … a puzzle to be put together, a story to be told, an image to be created.

Kia was always encouraging and her primary mantra to the rest of us was to write, write the story, tell the story, do not stop, do not pull out the red pencil, do not listen to the internal critic, until the story is on paper or disk. Then, go back and plug the holes, flesh the characters, add the description, whatever. The important thing was to write and tell the story, then worry about the “warts.”

Kia survived breast cancer and was headed toward her fifth year “clear” exam when bone cancer set in. Most folks never knew she was a cancer survivor, nor that she was as ill as she was the last several months. She refused to go to the hospital until the very end, wanting to stay at home with her husband, surrounded by the plants she loved and the dogs who were her “children.” She passed away in August of 2000, but she left a memory of her caring and a reminder that the most important thing a writer can do is tell a story that will touch the readers’ hearts.

My fabulous writing chapter, RWA Online, is sponsoring our yearly writing challenge named after a former member, Kia Cochrane. Many thanks to DanaRae Pomeroy (we miss you DR, wish you’d come back) for writing the following article on our beloved Kia.

Dear Kia,

RWA Online hopes we honor your memory well.

———————–
Copyright 2002
DanaRae Pomeroy

The Kia Marathon

Kia was a special lady to many of the people in the Romance Section and, later, the RWA Forum. She was published in contemporary category romance as Kia Cochran. Just prior to her death, she’d turned her hand to attempting mystery romances.

I was one of the few fortunate enough to meet Kia in person. In fact, we ‘camped’ in her back yard in our RV for three weeks, the spring before she died. Kia is responsible (long story) for our move to Greenville SC, ‘tho I’d never met her in person until we pulled into their driveway.

Several of us came to know Kia well through doing the Artist Way course via email and forming a Sacred Circle. When I had the opportunity to spend three weeks literally in her backyard, it was as if we were old friends. In addition to her writing, Kia was a voracious reader. She made weekly trips to the local library and and supported the Friends of the Library in their sales fundraising. She was also a crafter and viewed her knitting and her quilting as she did her writing … a puzzle to be put together, a story to be told, an image to be created.

Kia was always encouraging and her primary mantra to the rest of us was to write, write the story, tell the story, do not stop, do not pull out the red pencil, do not listen to the internal critic, until the story is on paper or disk. Then, go back and plug the holes, flesh the characters, add the description, whatever. The important thing was to write and tell the story, then worry about the “warts.”

Kia survived breast cancer and was headed toward her fifth year “clear” exam when bone cancer set in. Most folks never knew she was a cancer survivor, nor that she was as ill as she was the last several months. She refused to go to the hospital until the very end, wanting to stay at home with her husband, surrounded by the plants she loved and the dogs who were her “children.” She passed away in August of 2000, but she left a memory of her caring and a reminder that the most important thing a writer can do is tell a story that will touch the readers’ hearts.