The Novelty Girls

Happy Halloween, everyone, and blessed Samhain to those who celebrate it. Anybody doing anything fun for the holiday?

Also, it’s the eve of the ultimate insanity: National Novel-Writing Month, aka NaNoWriMo. So, of course, the obligatory question: Who’s in?

*cough*raiseshand*cough*

Okay its a distraction. Television. But sometimes I need it. When we watch its usually sci fi I’ll admit. Sexy Dr. Who, Torchwood, Heroes Atlantis-stuff like that.

But we have one show that is all romantic dramedy-not up Cookie’s usual alley-but he’s just as hooked as I am-though probably for different reasons. Yes it’s mind candy-fluff-but sometimes I need a little fluff with my alien westerns LOL-and its certainly good to take a break when you are up to your neck in edits {as I currently am}.

Its a little Northern Exposure revisited-but then I liked that show too. There is just something about quirky fictional Alaskan towns I guess. Plus-the men of Elmo are hot! Yes, I’m talking about Men in Trees.

Not only are the men studly and conflicted lol-but the music on this show is just gorgeous. I’ve been discovering a lot of new bands just from watching this show. And the men-did I mention the men?

He looks handy. He also has a cool tendency to walk around totally naked. Gotta love a free spirit.

Jack reminds me of Cookie. sigh

there are more cuties but those two are more than enough eye candy for one day.
Enjoy your own distractions this week. Back to edits, edits and more edits!

And our final week of animal cruelty.

Bwah ha ha ha ha! My mom bred chihuahuas, man would I have loved to mess with some of the little yappers this way. But I didn’t. Wanna know why? Cuz it’s just not right.

Okay, someone should explain to these people that dogs don’t have anything to fill those coconuts. At least not in the front.

Someone has waaaaay too much time on their hands if they did all that.

Bet he wishes the croc got him now that this is on the open web.

The torment comes in groups now. Say it with me people: animals have fur coats, don’t mess it up by dressing them. It’s. Just. Not. Right.

My post is soooo easy today! Join the Novetly Girls at EBookLove. We’re chatting, giving away books, and being our usually naughty selves.

http://groups.yahoo.com/group/eBookLove/

What more is there to say? My internet has crashed some 10 times this morning. Randomly. With no warning. Pages start loading…and loading…and loading…the little graphic spinning in endless circles. My network connection says I’m connected. I have two little computers and a pretty globe. The globe says “the world is at your fingertips because you are on the internet”. Only, I’m not.

I’m starting to get pretty hacked off with it. The cable co. insists there’s nothing wrong with our lines, our modem, our router, or their equipment anywhere nearby. Hubby and I discovered a great trick for “grounding” our cable, which reduced the crashes GREATLY. (thanks everso to one of my CPs and her hubby for that tip!) And yet…10. Freaking. Times. this morning alone.

Of course, one might make the argument I’m addicted to my internet. It’s an unhealthy relationship, some might say. Well Ppffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffft to you.
I’m a SAHM, pregnant with my fourth kid, and without my internet…I’m home ALONE with a 3 year old and a dog. Hardly sanity-inducing, yaknow?! I NEED to connect with the outside world!

So um. Tell me you’re addicted too. Tell me how your morning would be completely craptastic if you were signed with the Dirty Bumhole ISP.

So, as you may or may not know, my mother worked in the movie industry for most of my young life. We got to meet interesting people, some famous, some odd–and we definitely have fun stories to share when we reminisce around the holiday table.

On the down side-my mother was VERY clear about the fact that we could not ask the people we had childhood crushes on for autographed pictures or harass them in any way. The upside? We got to hang out on set, and both my sister and I were at the very least extras in most of the movies she worked on.

Funny story. Cookie-my husband-LOVES this fact about our family. He thinks its the coolest thing since sliced bread. So proud that he bragged to a co-worker about the ability to see 7 year old me on the big screen for a few seconds-in THE WORST Comedy Spoof on Horror EVER. The precursor to the Scary Movie series-without the budget. Student Bodies.

Yep. Its a story about a killer who does a lot of heavy breathing and kills people with paper clips, eggplants and horse head bookends {props that actually graced our home for years}. Mom doesn’t like to admit that she worked on this movie. No one does LOL. But it is the ONLY film I have ever seen where my Extra abilities rush to the fore. That is…where you can see me.

Anyway, Cookie’s fellow employee went out and bought it on ebay {it is apparently hard to find-unless you are old school and still buy VHS movies-then there are a few on Amazon} and gave it to us as a present. Isn’t that sweet? So I actually have, frozen for all time-me biting my nail anxiously as they find bodies #5 and #6 on a parade float-killed with an eggplant. I can’t BELIEVE the Academy hasn’t called me.

Thats my nanosecond of fame. Feel free to share yours.

Continuing the pain and agony of animal endangerment this week.

This is so not right.

Dude, I’m sorry. Cats are more wily than dogs…the dog would be the one who got caught.

That’s so cute it’s just not right.

Poor dawg. It never even knew what hit him.

Harry Potter in an experiment gone so wrong.

Most business men I know don’t look that happy. *sigh*

In our house, the holidays are pretty crazy. It begins with Halloween, a candy infested costume searching week of insanity. Add to it that we’re trying to help my mom with some moving and organizing (five hours south of us) you can see that we’re a little nuts.

After Halloween comes the dirt faced okie kid’s birthdays. Born 362 days apart, they have to have separate birthdays and yet, together. Oh, and on November 13th is the Mother In Law’s birthday too (but that just involves going out to breakfast).

Thanksgiving is next. This year, though, I may get to travel to Sacramento and meet up with one of The Novelty Girls for some face time together.

Then my nieces birthday in December, the usual Christmas insanity involving tree searching, WAY overspending and eating too much and then New Years.

I’m tired just thinking about it!!!

Somewhere in there I have to finish my sequels to “Heart Of The Storm” and edit the two erotic pieces I have coming out next year. Have I made you groan?

But here’s the thing. I LOVE this time of year. I love the insanity of it. I adore the decorations and the music and the weather. So, though I’m watching the calendar tick down and wondering if I’ll be able to stay sane this season, I’m also excited.

I’ve already watched “A Christmas Story” twice. Does that mean I’m a nutcase? If I am, don’t tell me.

How about you guys? Are you ready for the race to the end of the year? On your marks….get set…………

Sick people germs that is.

My family is sick. Little H has an ear infection w/fever of course…Big H is having cold/flu symptoms…Oldest girl is having stomach issues.

I’ve been surrounded by germy people all day. The youngest girl and I are the only well people in the house.

For now.

You know how it is. It’ll spread. It’s inevitable!

This has been my first chance to get on the computer all day. It’s not even Saturday anymore. It’s early Sunday AM.

I’m worn out. I’m tired. I’m going to bed.

Sometimes I feel like there are two Me. The one who writes. And the one who does everything else. When I’m in a book, I spend hours typing away getting words out as fast as they come to me. But this week, I gave myself permission to not-write for a while.

And I’ve:
Watched a LOT of TV. (I forgot how much I like Crossing Jordan. And CSI (even reruns). And…well, there’s quite a list.)
Created a few mock book covers for books I’m not even really working on at the moment.
I’ve crocheted things for the baby. (who is kicking and rolling to let me know s/he is there.)
I’ve had quite a bit to eat.
Done laundry.
Cooked real meals instead of french fries and sandwiches.

I’m not sure these two me-people can co-exist at the same time. What I realised I DO need to do is to take some time off from writing more often than I have been. Time to just…play online. (Did you know that RD isn’t the only website out there?!)

I’ve asked before about balance. How to be a writer, and wife, and mom, and ourselves, all at the same time. Is this it? Do we just do it all as best we can while our muse if off drinking, and hope the kids, husband et. al. remember it when we hide in the cave for days at a time? I’m not sure how that’s going to go over at my house, especially once the newest arrival gets here.

But for right now, I’ve got to say, being on sabbatical kind of rocks. I’m going to go cook something fabulous for dinner (maybe even bake cookies!) and crochet something new for the baby. Later I’m going to colour with my two youngest, and watch Animaniacs on DVD. What a rough life, eh?