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I'd gotten this new dress a couple of weeks back - and this is a photo of me in the dressing room. I just have two words for it: Tits Up. I also thought, "Holy cleavage, Batman!"

The dress is from Macy's - American Rag Co., necklace is from Hot Topic and the boobs are all mine. *eg*

Current Mood: silly

Merry Christmas everyone!

Here's hoping that you and your family and loved ones are having a wonderful time together with good food, friends and lots of fun and egg nog (if that's your thing)!

Current Mood: happy

A first group of Christmas cards was sent out the other day - and I'm going to get more sent out hopefully tomorrow or by Friday at the latest... so it looks like those Christmas cards may be more like New Year's cards, sorry! :-/

Just a reminder - I'm starting to get the cards addressed and sent out this week, so if you'd like to get one, please go here: Christmas Cards 2010. Comments are screened on that entry, so no one else will have your address.

Even if you did get a card last year, and want one this year, please give me your address again! :-)

Thank you!

Current Mood: sick

I'm doing Christmas Cards again this year! If you'd like a card, please leave your name and address in the comments (they are screened - so no one will see it) and I will get something your way!

Current Mood: calm
Current Music: Old CSI episode on TV

Happy Thanksgiving to my friends celebrating it today -- to my friends that don't celebrate Thanksgiving, Happy Thursday!

Current Mood: happy

RIP

kittygrenade You were awesome, and will be missed.

Current Mood: sad

Some "toys" that I really like - they are sexy, fun and I like that some of the items can be worn "outside" without being obvious!

( If you're feeling sinister )

Someday, I'd love to get the handcuffs - mainly to wear as a bracelet.

Current Mood: relaxed

I wish I were kidding...

This afternoon, we took Teak (our black cat) to the vet for a check-up and bath. It seemed like things were going well, the vet came in and told us that Teak was doing well with his bath, that they would dry him off and meet us out front with a clean cat in his carrier. Instead, we got called back into the exam room and told that while Teak was being dried off, his heart stopped. Despite the efforts of CPR from two vets and two vet techs; intubation and injections of epinephrine, he did not survive.

He was brought into the exam room for us to see him, and it just felt so strange. Looking at him, we both swore that we'd seen him move. We said our last good-byes to him, told him that we loved him and then he was taken back to be prepared for cremation.

We still have Cleo - and Lord only knows how he'll react when he realizes that Teak is gone. Really gone.

And if you don't get the reference, it comes from this: We Gave Rex To A Nice Farm Family

Current Mood: numb

Dear Sephora -

Who in your Marketing Department lied to you this time? It's called Google - and turn off the Safe Search.

Signed,

Concerned in California

( NSFW - taken at the Sephora on Powell St. in SF, CA )

Current Mood: amused

If you haven't heard about this Mormon bombshell - Same-Sex Attraction Can Change, well now you have!

Anyways, the gist of is that at the Church's recent General Conference (read: semi-annual meeting for Church Muckety-Mucks to tell everyone what they'd received through 'divine inspiration' or some such whateverness), one of the aforementioned muckety-mucks (Boyd K. Packer) said during his talk that 'Same-sex attraction can be overcome and any type of union other than marriage between a man and a woman is morally wrong...'.

Ha fucking ha. Nice try, but no.... And of course, there has been backlash - duh - with members offering up their support for this particular muckety-muck. My sister-in-law (brother's wife) is a member of a Facebook group called "I Support Boyd K. Packer". My immediate thought was, "of course you do, because you it's what you were brought up with..."

Then, I ended up being inspired to write this lovely missive at the office:

( To My Sister-In-Law, the Stepford Twit )

Current Mood: amused

Apparently the editors of Entertainment Weekly really, really like us CSI: Original Flavor fangirls (and boys) this week.

The most recent issue (September 17/24) has a lovely little shot of Nick Stokes bent over a table, showing off those good ol' Texas boy Wrangler jeans and wearing a plaid shirt as well - I wonder if he's got the cowboy hat and belt buckle in the locker...*g*. Now, if only they could get rid of ~~the little pest in the prison garb~~ Justin Bieber in that same shot, life would be even better.

( Edit - here's the pic. Well, the best that I could do! )

Current Mood: amused

Hooray for new body piercings - I did this yesterday (well, okay - I had it done. No DIY here!)

Kellie and I went with her cousin, Robin, to Body Manipulations yesterday - during our respective lunch hours - to get all pierced up.

Robin had three cartilage piercings done as preparation for a 3 point spiral piercing once it heals! Kellie had a 3rd lobe piercing done on her right ear (to make things symmetric), and I had a snug piercing - as seen in the picture.

( for some reason, I always get pierced before my hair is colored/cut )

Sure it looks cute, but damn it's swollen and sore today! :-/

Great News for California couples

Yes, this means that Kellie and I can remain legally married to each other - and many other couples can have the same right to get married to the one they truly love.

Current Mood: jubilant

Apologies to the author of "When I Am Old, I Will Wear Purple" and the author of the parody, "When I Am Old, I Will Wear Plaid"

When I Am Old, I Will Join A Nudist Colony

Yes, I will join a Nudist Colony when I'm in my 70s.
When I'm too old to care about letting it all hang out - because it hangs out, no matter what I may try.
My neices, nephews and other assorted family members will deny knowing me.
Rather than listening to Barenaked Ladies, I will be a Barenaked Lady.
By the time I am old, I'd probably be as cynical and smart-assed as ever.
Joining a nudist colony, I would have no sleeve upon which to display my heart.
I refuse to be crotchety and cranky when I am old.
You all have my permission to slap me if I do turn crotchety and cranky.
Rather than wear purple when I am old, I will wear purple now.
Rather than wait until I am old to wear plaid, I will wear plaid now.

For when I am old, I will join a nudist colony.

Current Mood: amused

Yesterday I had a seizure (partial), which is typically no big deal. Except when it happens in public, around well-meaning people who have *no clue* what they are doing. Such was the case yesterday, when I was in an insurance Continuing Education class.

The instructor called for the medics, followed by Kellie ... who was essentially yelled at because I didn't have any of my meds on my person. Kellie tried to explain to the instructor that I take my meds in the morning and evening, and there is no way to use a medication to stop a seizure - it's not like an asthma attack, where I'd just take a hit off my Maxair inhaler. Also, she told the instructor that contacting the medics was totally unnecessary, unless I was obviously injured.

So the medics came and wanted to take me to the ER, despite my (and Kellie's) repeated requests to let me be released AMA (against medical advice). The medic told me that I had to go because my "blood pressure was too high" to let me alone. Kellie was pissed off, and so was I. When I went to the ER, all they did was took my blood pressure twice and released me after 4 hours. Even the ER doc that saw me was in disbelief that I was brought in, telling both of us that since we've had long experience with my epilepsy ... we knew best on how to handle the situation with my seizures.

Later that night, Kellie spoke with her father - a volunteer firefighter/EMT - about what happened, and he agreed that the EMT was out of line and should have respected my wishes. So now, I get to call the SF Fire Department to make a complaint about this whole situation; apparently since this was done by coercion, the FD would be responsible for the expenses incurred.

And as an FYI, this is an example of the AMA form typically used by medics and hospitals: Marin County AMA Form. And I met all of the criteria indicated for not needing to be taken to the ER.

Current Mood: pissed off

The other night, I had a nightmare (kind of rare for me) involving my dad and me being shot.

I was in a library or somewhere with my dad and some other people on the other side of the building. Someone came in, looked around then left. When the person came back, he yelled at my dad, "You aren't GOD!", then shot him. My dad died immediately, then I was shot as well.

Somehow, I managed to stay alive long enough to try to get in contact with several people, to tell them that I'd been shot and that I was dying. No one was available, so I ended up leaving messages and feeling frustrated.

I don't know how to explain it, to be honest. I just know that it scared me - and still bothers me.

Current Mood: distressed

Okay, so am I the only one that feels at least a twinge of schadenfreude over seeing people that were not-so-friendly (as it were) to you in school, looking like shit?

Why I ask/mention this is because my grade school/jr high school bully is on Facebook and looks like she was run over a few million times. Actually, by some strange coincidence, I almost wonder if the South Park guys used her as inspiration for Miss Crabtree:

Really. She's a bus driver too, no less! I just wonder if she bullies the kids the way that she bullied me all that time.

Current Mood: amused

As I'd mentioned in a prior entry, my father died on April 30th. 67 years old, and cancer (stomach, liver, spleen, lymph nodes - and probably other areas) was the end. (And Ronnie James Dio - also 67 - died of stomach cancer recently)

My dad was a good man, he had a lot of friends and family that loved him dearly. He was a biker, rode with a Vietnam Vets Harley Group, and was buried in his road gear (leather vest, chambray shirt and denim jeans). At the wake, he looked as though he would sit right up in the casket and yell "Surprise!" at everyone. And being the good (okay, snarky and rebellious) daughter that I am ... I wore an AC/DC 'Back In Black' t-shirt and denim trousers to the wake. He would've gotten a kick out of that.

I also saw that my sister-in-law is a fembot / Stepford Mormon. Really. People were at dad's bedside at the hospice, and at the wake, in tears (even some of the burly biker guys!) ... except for my sister-in-law, who looked like (in Kellie's words) she wanted to have her hand run through a meat grinder.

That's okay - I wasn't going to let her emotionless mien and my brother's seeming to have turned into a self-centered jackass for a week bring me down. That's their problems, not mine. :)

Anyways, aside from the main purpose of the visit, we did get to see family that we wouldn't have seen otherwise. Rylee and Drew finally got to meet, Kellie and I witnessed Rylee taking her first steps(!!) and hearing her call everything - and everyone - 'Dog-Dog'. I got to spend a couple of extra days with the family, as Kellie had to go to Boston for a business trip.

Finally, here is my dad's obituary: Courtney E. "Parts" Phelps ("Parts" was his nickname in the riding group. The guys have nicknames relating to something about them - for my dad, it comes from the fact that he worked in the parts department at a Harley-Davidson shop.)

Current Mood: sad

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