PSA

When you decide to wear a linen wrap dress to work, don't grab just any ole bra. Make sure you select the non Very Sexy non push up bra from VS.

See I wasn't paying attention this morning when I got dressed. I just went for black without a thought as to what the finished result might be when sitting at my desk.

Yes peeps. My boobies are out there today. The girls do look good but it is not appropriate for the office, especially when you work with a bunch of men.

I went and asked a close, personal friend and facility manager if he had a safety pin laying around so I could pin 'em in.

His response? "No but I do have a push pin. If we push it in, will they deflate?"

Um no.

So in an attempt to take the attention off of the cleavage, I'm gonna' drink Pepsi and sit here and let the belches rip.

Think that will work?

From the Deck - Round 2

Another night on the deck...chillin'...laughin'...eatin'...drinkin'...you get the idea right?

I wish I had pictures to share with you but I left my camera at home this morning and tore ass straight from work to the deck of Salty's to meet Kyla for grub and good times.

T, You're welcome. No clams this time but we did have oysters on the 1/2 shell, coconut prawns, fish and chips, and king salmon. HA! *You'll be here soon enough so hush it.*

Without pictures, I will have to let the descriptive words from their website paint a picture for you.

"When spring and summer arrive our wrap around decks are the locals' favorite." - You got that right!

"Long summer days and evenings with warm sunshine and refreshing saltwater breezes encourage Salty's guests to linger with refreshing cocktails and tasty seafood appetizers." - Kyla, please forgive the 9-5 corporate job getting in the way.

The location we were at provides a "waterfront view of Puget Sound, the Olympic mountains, and Maury Island." - So pretty and uber relaxing.

You might also see "ferries visiting Vashon Island. Sunsetting over the Olympics. Scuba divers in the Puget Sound. Children collecting shells and rocks on the beach." - And then some...like massive amounts of people exercising, taking their dogs for a walk, boaters going to and fro.

Sound like a slice of heaven to you?

Yea, to me too.

I've said it before and I will say it again. You simply can't beat the scenery this area has to offer. I am blessed to have it literally in my backyard every day. Rain or shine, windy or calm, icy or hot...it's breathtaking.

Makes my home state of Texas pale in comparison. Now, if I could just get some spicy Tex-Mex, some ragin' Cajun, and a lower cost of living up here, I'd really be in heaven!

Peace and Love Peeps. I'm off to bed. It's going to be another long one tomorrow and a hot one too. Wanna' guess where the locals will be?

From the Deck

Plan B was all good.

It was overcast. It was windy. It was sweatshirt worthy.

It was good times.

We, or should I say Pete aka Grill Master, cooked cow, chicken, and dogs. We also had fresh corn on the cob and a caesar salad.

Drinks ranged from water to beer to goose and lemonade to Capri Sun.

Cameras were out in full force.

Laughter was plentiful.

Memories were made.

Good times.

Change of Plans & Timely Reminder

I went to bed really late, or should I say early this morning...like 4:30 AM. Yea, insomnia sucks. However, I did get the rest of the place cleaned up with only needing to make the bed with the freshly washed linens (love that!), run the Dyson over the crap ass apartment carpet, and take the trash to BFE this morning. About 10:00 AM, when I realized the sun was not going to make an appearance and either a sweater or sweatshirt would be needed to make the day a pleasant one, I call Pete to find out if we were still going with Plan A. You know, bring the girls over, go to the park/beach, have some fun times with the paint, glitter, glue...all my artsy tartsy crafty stash as he calls it. We're going with Plan B. I'm heading over there to bbq at his place with a few of our other friends. You mean I could have not cleaned up yesterday? I could have been a bum and gone to a friend's bbq/party or stayed in and read? I was all set to chill here. The girls were super excited to be coming over. I figured worst case scenario was he could hang on the couch while the girls and I got our creative energies flowing and if all else failed, we could watch Charlotte's Web from On Demand. He's such a ball buster and a buzz kill. Just kidding. He's totally right that my place is a little small for all of us to hang all day and have the other peeps over for the bbq. You're not supposed to think of what could be. You are supposed to focus on what is. Lessens the disappointment and frustration. Live in the here and now. Embrace life. Live it. So, here's to Plan B and a big thank ya' shout out to the powers that be for reminding me to go with the flow, to not over think. To just be. Peace and Love Peeps.

Finally!

I finally got the top of my home desk cleaned off and organized today.

Aren't you proud of me?

If you are not, you dang well should be. I've only been talking about how I needed to get it back in shape for a while now.

I turned my both my home and cell phone to "silence all" and got cracking this afternoon.

I filled up two trash bags worth of stuff.

There is something so freeing about purging all the unnecessary papers, magazine articles, mailers, old bills, etc.

I really dislike clutter and being unorganized so I am not really sure why I let it pile up to paperweight status.

All I know is the top of the desk is clean and I am feeling so much better because of it.

Next up? The desk drawers and filing cabinet.

And before you go thinking I just moved stuff from the top of the desk to the drawers or the filing cabinet, I did no such thing.

Items I need to file have been placed in a decorative bag under my desk. A small decorative bag at that.

After all was said and done, I was even inspired enough to make a quick semi-scrapbook/semi-collage page of my nieces and nephews to put on the side of the fridge.

Pete and the girls are coming over tomorrow and the girls keep asking to see my nieces and nephews I talk about to them so I thought this would be the quickest and easiest way to get the job done since I am sooooo very behind on getting pictures developed and put in albums or scrapped.

Hope all of you are enjoying your long weekend so far. I know cleaning a desk top doesn't sound exciting but trust me, it was a great way to pass the day.

Peace and Love Peeps.

Old School

I've been on the hunt for a pair of travel speakers for months and months.

Don'tcha' just love when you are not looking for something it pops right out at ya'?

That seems to happen to me all the time.

So there Pete and I are in Radio Shack to pick up an adapter to plug the iPod into the surround sound the other afternoon. He and I have different taste in music. Way different. I can appreciate his jams, he can appreciate mine and we share from time to time.

It's only fair if the man is going to be doing the bbq'ing/cooking he should be able to listen to his tunes right?

So anyway, the Radio Shack dude is helping me select the right adapter and Pete grabs my arm. Grabs it hard.

Pete: "Babe! Babe! Look!!!"

Mo: "Chill."

Pete: "You have to see these. It's perfect. Just what you have been looking for."

Mo: Giving the man the evil eye looks to her left and sees those sweet little travel speakers and exclaims, "Suwheeeet!"

He was right. Just what I have been looking for. Compact. Easy to pack in my iPod travel carrying case with the wall charger, cord, and headphones.

They were pretty cheap ($19.99) so the sound quality isn't excellent but it is good enough for me while on the road in certain places that don't have an mp3 adapter available.

Being the nerd I am, when we were driving back from the store, I plugged them into his iPod, turned the speaker on, put in on my shoulder next to my ear and did the best 80s rendition I could muster.

Remember those days? The days of the boom boxes?

Yea, me too.

Old school style.

I can remember having my Run DMC and Beastie Boys tape playing all the time in my big ass black boom box while wearing my green and white classic Adidas. Them were the days!

This new little set up kinda' reminds me of those days.

Oh, and someone will ask what was playing when I took the shot. I know you will. I am not sure which one of you it will be but it'll come at some point. Love ya' beaotches. The song was "Gimme That" by Chris Brown.

And just for the record, I will not be rocking out with the speakers next to my ear with the iPod resting on my shoulders in public...unless you ask me to.

Making the Most of It

I bet you can figure out how we spent the day yesterday.

After a few more hours of working, I crawled into bed, had just fallen asleep when I was woken up by Pete. He came in all stealth like and I am glad he did otherwise I would have wasted the day away sleeping.

We tossed around a few ideas and decide to run to the store to pick up some food to bbq later and then head to the pool to be lizards in the sun.

Wouldn't you know the cabana and pool were closed as they were doing work to get ready for this weekend and kick off to the summer?

So we loaded up the car and headed over to the lake and beach area about four minutes from my place.

It made up for the last few days of mad number crunching.

We lounged. We listened to tunes. We drank some goose. We talked. We read. We giggled. In a word, we chilled.

About four hours later we decided to head over to the local ale house for Thursday night happy hour. All the usual peeps, and then some, were there. Everyone had either been at the beach, on a boat or in their backyard so the laughs and carefreeness of summer is definitely upon us.

We never did get around to bbq'ing. I think I am supposed to pack the chicken and ears of corn and head to Pete's tonight.

We'll see as it supposed to be another fan-fabulous day here today.

So, with that being said, I am off like a dirty shirt. The sooner I get to the office, the sooner I can come out and play again.

Peace and Love Peeps.

Oh and T, the sunburn he mentioned on the phone turned golden brown by this morning...just like I knew it would. He and Kyla got along last night. Must have been the liquids they both consumed making them play nice huh?

And everyone else, in case you are wondering, I did "lock" the fur babies out of the bedroom last night. Princess snuck in and slept in the chair but she's the quiet one so no worries there. {insert drumroll} He slept in the bed.

Dude!

The universe is working against me.

I'm all done with my deadline and ready to go on my cc's today to find out...what is that you say?

WE ARE DELAYING THE CONFERENCE CALLS UNTIL NEXT WEEK DUE TO ...!!!!

Oh well, at least I am ahead of the game right?

This girl is going to take a deep breath and go get some sleep.

Peace Out.

Saving Me From Myself

Drinks, chips, dip, and taco salad for dinner with your best friend.

Much needed Wednesday night break.


She saved me from myself.

Few other quick updates.

I have almost completely met the deadline.

Guess who will be up at the crack of dawn, plugging away at the office so she can be fully prepared for tomorrow's conference calls? Yea, that'd be me.

Guess who has decided she is not ready to give up the fight with the increasing gray hair? Yea, that'd be me again. Kyla's going to work out a plan. I just may go back to the one color but adding highlights in afterward after all. This head of hair will not go gray quietly into the good night.

Guess who has decided when Pete is over the kitties will be locked out of the bedroom? Yea, that'd be me also. We talked this afternoon and god bless him, he recognizes this is their house. I expressed to him I appreciate he recognizes this but the point of him being here at night is to sleep in the bed next to me, not on the couch.

See last night at some point I heard Jasmine crawl back up on the bed and start her incessant meowing. It has become a reflex for me to reach out to pet her until she settles in. After that happened, he got up and went to the couch. This I didn't hear and didn't know until I woke up this morning.

It might take some adjusting and getting used to but I'm willing to give it a go. He also recognizes how big of a change this will be and was touched by my desire to give it a go.

Everyone insert "awww" here.

Guess who is heading to bed now? Yea, that'd be me.

Peace and Love Peeps.

Damn if I didn't do the backspace thingy and still have the crapola extra spaces. Guess I don't know how to add a picture correctly either.

Know what I say to that?

****Pffft you punk ass bitch.****

Sweet Jesus

EDITED: This I do not understand. I post an entry. I come back to edit something. All this empty effing space adds to the orginal post. I try to delete the spaces and they stay. WTF? I'm listening internet. What am I doing wrong? What can I do to fix this? To avoid it? Please tell me. I don't like the spaces anymore than you do.

Let's talk about a couple of my Sweet Jesus moments lately shall we? First up: I am slated to become the single cat lady people have joked about me being in my future. It's coming, soon, to my life. See T and family are making their way back this way and their fur babies need a place to stay until they get settled. There will be four pussy cats in this 700+ square foot dwelling. 2 meanies and 2 lovies. Fun times in the summer time. Sweet Jesus. I already briefed Pete on the situation and guess who won't be spending too much time over here during my journey into cat lady existence? Second: I arrive home from work yesterday to find Pete asleep on the couch. We had a workout and night of chilling planned. When I tried to wake him up he tells me, through heavy lidded eyes, "Why can't you ever come in, leave me alone, and go do what you need to do?" Don't hate. He was super tired, which I was too (staying up for 24 hours + will do that to me), and have learned that even if what he says when he is asleep has a hint of truth to it, I should not take it personally. So, what did I do? Kissed him on the tip of his nose and proceeded to kick off my heels, walk to my home desk, and got another four hours of work in while he slept. I finally woke him up around 7:45. We watched sports center, talked for a bit, debated on whether to get dinner (we didn't), and headed to bed at 10:00. Sweet Jesus. We're becoming truly domestic. And it is all good. And in case you are wondering, we did. Oh and let me just say, it was a nice and tender, slow, loving interaction. Sweet Jesus. Third: Deadlines suck. Last minute deadlines really suck. I am truly in the depths of a deadline that is getting the best of me. Maybe they are called deadlines because you just might be in the process of killing yourself to meet the expectation. I normally have two to three days to complete the task at hand and I have less than a day to get some analysis done. My dear Sweet Jesus is on my side and knowing this, I won't be dead when I cross this analysis finish line. Back to the number crunching I go. Peace and Love Peeps.

Been There, Done That & Have a T-Shirt to Prove It

9 WORDS WOMEN USE

1. Fine: This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.

2. Five Minutes: If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.

3. Nothing: This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine.

4. Go Ahead: This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It!

5. Loud Sigh: This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to #3 for the meaning of nothing.)

6. That's Okay: This is one of the most dangerous statements a women can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.

7. Thanks: A woman is thanking you, do not question, or Faint. Just say you're welcome.

8. Whatever: Is a women's way of saying (I don’t care what they say, real Saints don’t cuss) YOU!

9. Don't worry about it, I got it: Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking "What's wrong?" For the woman's response refer to #3.

My Needs

I realize I have needs.

I am not afraid to voice them.

I am not too shy to tell what I want and need.

I promised myself I would never again self sacrifice for the sake of keeping the peace.

Last Friday, after I greeted Pete with a whopper of a hello honey kiss, which turned into a quick make out session {insert yum here}, I proceeded to lay my head in his lap while he finished watching the Poker tournie show, we engaged in a conversation like this:

Me: "Next week is going to be a bad one for me. I can already tell with the inventory numbers I looked at today. It's going to be long and intense. "

Him: "Figures. Right before quarter close."

Me: "So I'm just saying now I am going to need it at least twice next week. Do you think you can accomodate?"

Him: Snicker. "Why would you say it like that?"

Me: "I'm not sure what your week is going to be like and considering this week (it was super busy for us both and it was my cycle week), I just wanted to get it out there, to make sure you knew, and um could plan for it."

Him: "You're such a minx, a dirty little whore."

Me: "But I'm your dirty little whore."

Him: "Thank goodness."

And then he kissed me.

Now you know what I will be doing at least part of this week.

Oh and just for the record, I'm down with quickies, with a nooner as much as a tender moment kind of loving.

Rainy Sunday

A rainy Sunday in the Pacific Northwest.

Nothing much beats that.

A time to huddle and cuddle under the covers (which I did this morning with the kitties).

A time to watch tv indoors and be lazy (which Ace did this afternoon).

A time to be crafty and create (which I did yesterday and again today because I am wicked inspired and am making the time to tap into that part of myself).

A time to recognize the beauty of a rainy day and the possibilities it can bring just as much as a gloriously sunny spring day can.

T, I hope you enjoy the pictures. I had you in mind when I snapped them as I was driving back from Impress this afternoon. And damn them for not carrying the Tim Holtz Ranger distress inks. I should have called before I got out and spent some of my $3.45 a gallon of gas fuel.

Peace and Love Peeps. Monday morning will be here before I know it and wouldn't you know it? I have some laundry to finish up before I can get my arse in bed.

Spring Has Sprung

You were probably thinking I would post pretty flower pictures didn't you?

Been there, done that.

I wanted to mix it up a bit and show you what I see from my kitchen window.

Yea, nothing quite like having a tree flip you off first thing in the morning and all through the day.

What did I ever do to you? Punk Ass.

But seriously, has does that furry little thing turn itself into a cone? I am constantly amazed at nature, the world in general.

Day 1 and Counting

I'd love to tell you the girls are all getting along but hell to the N-O. Princess has taken up residence in the hallway and is doing her best imitation of a wild cougar. She is growling, hissing, and jabbing to her heart's content. Good girl. Protect your domain. I praise you because this way I don't have to worry about Farrah helping herself to kitty almond rocca's, dirty clothes, or leather shoes. Momma loves you for being so fierce. Jasmine is howling like a banshee. She too is hissing and jabbing away. Earlier tonight she even lunged for Farrah's neck with a little bite. Don't worry peeps. Both the kitties are declawed and the bite was nothing more than a mouthful of pomeranian fur. Farrah is holding her own. It's gonna' be a crazy few days I can tell. I'm betting just about the time they start to get comfortable with each other, Farrah will go home. Onward to other random items. Have you tried the new, limited edition summer flavor Pepsi? I did tonight on my way home from Pete's and it was yummy. Just what I need though. Something yummy and full of sugar when I am seriously trying to get my ass back in gear and drop some pounds that somehow just up and came back...all on my ass and thighs...like overnight. And like my ass and thighs weren't big enough to begin with. The gym will become my very best friend in the weeks to come. I can finally do 20 minutes at 4.0 on a 3.5 incline without getting winded again. Running is still out of the question. Lifting is good to go too. Pete is challenging me to a game of tennis or racquetball. I'm down and now might be the right time to do it so I won't hurt his ego by beating him. See if I can't run on the treadmill, how will I be able to keep up on the court like I normally do? I got winded playing hoops with him tonight before dinner and all we were doing was a small game of 1 on 1 in the driveway. I won in horse though. After bball he grilled burgers and we, along with his roomie and his roomie's son, watched the games...until Pete and I fell asleep on the couch. Oh yea. That's some exciting times I tell you. I believe I have officially become an old fart I used to make fun of back in the day. Falling asleep on the couch, watching tv, before 9:00 PM. I'm such a party animal. Getting up at the butt crack of dawn and getting to bed late doesn't help but hey that's what being a responsible adult does for and to you right? And speaking of sleep, I'm getting up early so I'm out for the night. Peace and Love Peeps.

Have You Ever Wondered?

Have you ever wondered why when you want to find fun, funky, and inspiring crafty stuff you can't really find any but then when on a whim you stop by your local favorite S&S they have so much you can't decide what to get or you end up breaking the bank?

Must be Murphy's Law or something.

I went to Impress tonight before happy hour to pick up a punch I had on reserve (one of the file tab ones) and holy heck did they ever have some super suwheet papers in!

I was in hog heaven peeps. I almost went crazy but you'd be so proud of me. I only picked up two. Yes, you just read that correctly, only two and for a particular project in mind.

What project you might be asking. Well, that project would be the Father's Day canvas I will be doing with the girls for Pete.

Oh and shocker! The colors for the project are blues and metallic silver with black and white photos.

Ok, ok, ok. Those of you who have had the pleasure or misfortune (hopefully pleasure comes to mind) of knowing me in person know blue is not one of my favorites. I've come to like the robin's egg blue with brown combo and to do this project, with the recipient in mind, means blue is the primary color pallet.

His favorite color is blue so it makes logical sense to select the color scheme but let me tell ya' it is hard to select paint and papers in colors you don't normally gravitate toward.

I forced myself toward the blues. I made myself do it. Here's to just hoping he likes what we put together or at the very least acts like it. :)
Another have you ever wondered from today is have you ever wondered why the weather during the week can be outstanding and then the weekend hits and it turns cruddy?

Murphy's Law at work again or the universe making sure you appreciate the good days when they are present?

We've had a couple of glorious days here and this weekend it is supposed to be not so glorious.

Guess I'll get the rest of the household inside tasks done and be a good babysitter this weekend. Kyla's little fur baby Farrah is spending the weekend with Jasmine, Princess, and me while she is out of town for business.

Have you ever wondered what you look like to other people when you are driving along in your car? You have? Me too! I decided to snap a couple of pictures to see for myself. They might have been a little more realistic if I had my mouth open in mid song, bopping away or the baba attached at the lips but I didn't think about that until about five minutes ago. One thing I will say for sure, I like the happy face better but let's keep it real. I won't be driving along with a smile on my face just so I can put a happier face forward. I hope you and yours have a great Friday and a wonderful weekend. Other than babysitting and finishing up some household tasks, I have a brow appointment, will be attending the rubber stamping show, and hope to create some cards and pages. I'd like to finish the Jonathan Kellerman book I've been reading too. And I would like to spend some time with Pete and the girls. I haven't seen the girls since the weekend of April 29th. Aggressive I know but if I stay on track I know I can get most all of it, if not everything above, done. Peace and Love Peeps.

Tuesday Tales and Domesticity

Every day images from Tuesday night at one of our spots on the waterfront.

I love how common elements of our life can be turned into art if you are willing and able to see the beauty and possibilities.

At first, Kyla groaned about the camera being back in action but trust she got into it and secretly I know she likes the documented evidence of our times together, memories being captured.

Heck, she was the one who decided we needed to garnish the finished clams to "add color and have better presentation" on the plate of clams we devoured.

So those of you with digitals and a life artist's eye, do you drive your friends and family crazy with the endless "wait I have to take a picture of this!" and consistent snapping away of photos too? And have they come to love, appreciate, and expect it? For you to have your camera with you at all times?

Last night was a classic example. Pete was over for dinner and to my horror, I set the stove on fire for a moment. Yes peeps, it is possible to start a fire when boiling taters. {insert laughter}

After we put the fire out and I explained how it happened Pete turns to me and says, "Too bad your camera wasn't right here. You could have gotten a killer shot of the flames licking the pot."

He then went and grabbed the camera and I took a shot of the charred burner. He is such an enabler.

And while we are on the topic of Pete and dinner, after we worked out we went to the grocery store to get some of the fixings for dinner and we're at the checkout.

Keep in mind neither one of us has a ring on...on any finger. Bill is paid and the cashier, who is also the store manager, says "Thank you Mr. and Mrs W..... Have a good night."

Um, we both looked at each other with a look of fright, bust out laughing, and exclaimed, "Oh My!"

That never happened to me before, even when I was married and the ex was with me.

Bite your tongue before you say this is a sign of things to come.

And I never replied before Kimmy (sorry) but we have no plans of moving in together. Jokingly we've talked about it but um no. Not going to happen. Not now. I won't say never but as for now, not going to do it...wouldn't be prudent.

Heck, lately he's taken to sleeping on the couch instead of the bed when he has to get serious sleep and get up early. He says my couch is comfortable (I concur) and he's not so fond of sharing the bed with the fur babies and no matter how much I try, he can still "feel" the fur on the bed.

Deal breaker peeps. Love me, love the babies. Love me, love the fur. Love me, love the situation of them ruling the roost.

And in case you are wondering how I decided to turn the stove into an indoor grill, when I was cooking lunch yesterday I spilled some of the alfredo sauce on the stove top. In the spirit of my OCD and cleaning as I cook, I grabbed a napkin to wipe the sauce up. Part of the napkin caught on fire and I guess some of it burned off into the burner part.

Good times.

Oh, and I know someone is going to ask what was for lunch and for dinner. Lunch was grilled chicken mixed in with pasta with alfredo sauce and broccoli. Dinner was meatloaf, garlic mashed taters, corn, and a caesar salad.

Laters taters. I gots to get back to work.

Introspection

Candles.

A very large part of my life.

Call me a pyro. Call it an obsession. Call it what you want. I love me some candles.

Tea lights, pillars, jar candles...they spell relaxation for me.

There is nothing more that I love than to come home, light all the candles, reflect on the day, unwind, set a mood.

Do you get what I am saying here?

Remember when the power went out in December and the girls came over here with their fur babies because they knew I would have the most light available considering the circumstances?

Well, they challenged me to keep up with how much I spend on candles for a year.

Not one to back down, I took them up on it and started tracking my purchases 01.01.07.

Here's a quick break down to date:
$17.42 - pillars for hurricanes
$21.78 - ice block pillars for entryway wall
$27.22 - ice block pillars for fireplace
$28.31 - jar candle on nightstand

Let me do the math for you and let you in on how my mind works a little bit more than you already know.

The total to date is $94.73.

May 15 is day 135 of 365.

If I burned the candles every day since January, which we know I have not but roll with it, that equates to $.70 a day. That's less than buying a latte a day. So even though $94.73 for candles may seem like a lot, it is actually not that much, especially considering the peace it brings me.

Then, since I figured out May 15 is day 135, I determined 36% of the year has passed leaving us with 63% remaining.

Have you accomplished what you set out to do so far this year?

It is never too late to get started. I know I have lots to get cracking on.

DJ Mo in the House

By request someone special wanted to know what tunes I selected on the most recent cd's burned for the road trip last week.

So, adding to the collection of tunes, I burned what I term a chill CD, because I can't be shaking it all the time, and two mixed CDs with some of the most recent downloads and some of the old favs.

And to answer your question nutso, yes I do have satellite/Sirius in my rig but I rented a car so the CDs were needed. Yes, I could have done an upgrade to a luxury car and had XM satellite in the rental but I have a budget to adhere to. And yes I could have plugged the iPod in but I don't have one of those converter things.

Call me old school. I still like the CDs. Now I burn 'em instead of buying 'em.

Anyway, without further ado, I hope you enjoy:

Chill Playlist

Cupid's Chokehold (Featuring Patrick Stump) by Gym Class Heroes

You & Me by Lifehouse

Savin' Me by Nickelback

When I'm Gone by 3 Doors Down

You'll Think of Me by Keith Urban

Over My Head (Cable Car) by The Fray

How to Save a Life by The Fray

Into the Ocean by Blue October

If Everyone Cared by Nickelback

Here Without You by 3 Doors

It's Not Over by Daughtry

Far Away by Nickelback

Lips of an Angel by

Other Side of the World by KT Tunstall

You & Me by Lifehouse

Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol

Let Me Go (Rock Version) by 3 Doors Down

Everything Changes by Staind

Through Glass by Stone Sour

And the booty shaking cd named for this road trip, Eastern WA Road Trip

Give It to Me by Timbaland featuring Justin Timberlake & Nelly Furtado

Break It Off by Rihanna & Sean Paul

Glamorous (Explicit Version) by Fergie

Wait a Minute by The Pussycat Dolls

Tell Me (Featuring Christina Aguilera) by Diddy featuring Christina Aguilera

Vibrate by Petey Pablo

This Is Why I'm Hot (Album Version) by Mims

Last Night (Featuring Keyshia Cole) by Diddy featuring Keyshia Cole

Say It Right by Nelly Furtado

Come to Me (Featuring Nicole Scherzinger) by Diddy featuring Nicole Scherzinger

Rehab by Amy Winehouse

With Love by Hilary Duff

Tell Me 'Bout It by Joss Stone

Makes Me Wonder by Maroon 5

I Don't Need a Man by The Pussycat Dolls

Big Girls Don't Cry (Personal) by Fergie

Because of You by Ne-Yo

And the two Mix Artists/Alternative

All of Your Love by Hellogoodbye

Crazy by Gnarls Barkley

Black Horse and the Cherry Tree (Radio Version) by KT Tunstall

Mama's Room by Under the Influence of Giants

Photograph by Nickelback

Dani California by Red Hot Chili Peppers

Here (In Your Arms) by Hellogoodbye

Suddenly I See by KT Tunstall

Girl Next Door by Saving Jane

Oh, It Is Love by Hellogoodbye

In the Clouds by Under the Influence of Giants

For You I Will (Confidence) by Teddy Geiger

Touchdown Turnaround (Don’t Give Up on Me) by Hellogoodbye

You're Beautiful by James Blunt

Rock Star by N.E.R.D.

Somewhere Over the Rainbow by Israel Kamakawiwo'ole

High School Never Ends by Bowling for Soup

Sexy Mistake by The Chalets

I Write Sins Not Tragedies by Panic! At the Disco

Miss Halfway by Anya Marina

Yours to Keep (Featuring Neneh Cherry) by Teddybears

When You Were Young by The Killers

Rock Star by Nickelback

Waiting On the World to Change by John Mayer

Streetcorner Symphony by Rob Thomas

Right Where You Want Me by Jesse McCartney

It Ends Tonight by The All-American Rejects

I'll Be by Edwin McCain

And I will be damned if the new blogger and I still can't figure out how to cut, copy, and paste without all the extra space none of us need or want.

PAB.

Peace and Love Peeps.

Randomness and Hibernation

We'll talk about this in a minute.

First I would like to say HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!

Please forgive me, all you wonderful ladies and mommas in my world, please? I did not, and still have not, made your mother's day cards. It does not mean I was not thinking of you, because I have been. It simply means I have been busy and decided to take my own advice and hibernate, which means I have not done one thing on the list of things to do.

Well, I have cleaned up most of my place and caught up on my sleep. But I have not done those cards among other cards and projects I need to do. I took the hibernation to the true level and spirit it was intended in.

Friday night I headed over to Pete's for dinner. Before I went I stopped by the library to drop off some books, pick one up from reserve, and decided I would grab some back issues of the Rubber Stamper and Creating Keepsakes. I'm always on the look out for inspiration ya' know.

So there I sit, in the recliner, kicking back and relaxing while Pete was grilling. I am minding my own business and am enjoying the quiet time. And then it hits.

The teasing that is. He was like, "Are you serious? That is the most obscure magazine. And on a Friday night this is how you choose to pass away some of the time?"

Yes, my darling, it is. Then I proceeded to point out to him he doesn't seem to mind the art projects I have done with the girls, the cards and little surprises I make for him, or the birthday present we are working on for his mom so back up off me buddy.

He got it, gave me a kiss, and walked away laughing. Hmmm...wait until he finds out I am going to a show at the fairgrounds next weekend and again in July.

Plus he should be thankful I spent my Friday night doing that otherwise he might have found me sleeping in the chair instead of being wide awake waiting for my cow and tater not to mention that I found a super cute idea for his Father's Day gift from the girls. Thanks Ali Edwards. You have inspired me once again.

Saturday I slept and slept some more. Did some reading. A couple loads of laundry. And huddled in the bed with the kitties while I caught up on this week's dvr'ed shows. Love me a marathon session of Bones, Criminal Minds, Grey's Anatomy, CSI, ER, Close to Home, and Real World. I really need to catch up on Oprah. I am 16 shows behind.

Today I slept in some more, had some quiet time talking to mom, starting cleaning, baked some chocolate chip muffins, and plan on taking it easy for the rest of the day.

I, thankfully, am home all week. I was supposed to be gone three days in two cities but due to some of Friday's activities, we cancelled the trip. This is a good thing because I get to play catch up around the office and here. I can use the time at home.

Which means y'all should be treated to some pictures and daily updates. Now, aren't you feeling lucky and excited? :)

For now, I am signing off. I have more hibernation to attend to.

Peace and Love Peeps.