Monday, April 30, 2012

When did comedy stop being funny?

I love a good comedy.  I love to laugh.  I have a few shows that I watch each week because they make me laugh. This TV season has been a little disappointing for me because, well, TV just isn't as funny as it used to be.

I have been a huge fan of "How I Met Your Mother" and this season has been a BIG disappointment.  I wish they'd just name the mother and end the show.  Now I'm invested and no matter how much the episode's disappoint or depress me, I have to stick with it to the end and find out who the mother of Ted's children is going to be.  

If you're a fan of the show, maybe you know what I'm talking about.  A lot of the story lines this season have been out and out depressing.  It's gotten this way maybe the last season or two with parent's dying to infertility and friendship's ending...I want to be ENTERTAINED.  It's a comedy, not a drama!  

Please, comedy writers, make me laugh.  I desperately need to laugh!!  Life is so dang serious most of the time and I really look forward to having 30 minutes of mindless entertainment to just feel silly.  Save the drama for...the dramas.  Bring back the laughter!!!

Sunday, April 29, 2012

The Little Black Dress

About eight months ago, I went shopping with a friend who needed a dress for a wedding.  She asked me to go with her and really, I was just excited about a girls night out; shopping for clothes was never exciting to me.  

So we went to Nordstrom's and I have to tell you, that store scares me.  It's big, it's expensive and really, it's just not me.  I'm a Target/Kohl's type of gal so I felt a little out of my comfort zone.  Anyway, she picked out like a half a dozen dresses and none of them thrilled me.  In my mind I was like "Great, now I'll have to fake liking one of these".  I was browsing through the racks and found a great little black dress.  I held it up and she was like "".

Ten dresses later, she allowed it in to the dressing room.


This was THE dress.  It was beyond perfect.  It transformed her.  One look and I was like "SOLD!"  There was not going to be another dress in any store, any where that was going to top this dress.  She bought it, we ate dinner, we cruised the mall and it was a great night.  

For MONTHS I teased that I wanted that dress.  I had absolutely no where to wear that dress but it was so spectacular that any scenario I could think of I would end with "While wearing the black dress".  It became a long running joke that never got old.

Well, lo and behold, we get invited to a wedding and I need a dress!  You see where this is going, right?  So naturally, my first instinct was to ask for the dress and of course, my girl said yes.  It took weeks for her to remember to bring it out and for me to get it and when I got it home, I took it out of the bag, slipped it on, zipped it up and...

it did NOT fit!

I'm not talking it was too big; that would have been too easy.  No, no, it was a tad bit small - but only in the bust.  I was BEYOND devastated.  I had to think and wrack my brain on what I was going to do.  I couldn't alter her dress, I couldn't FIND another dress, I wanted THAT dress.  

I figured that after almost a year, it would be hard to find and if it was available that the price would be better.  It was not.  Finding it was damn near impossible but alas, I DID find it.  By the time I did, I had bought a back up dress from Kohl's that after seeing me in the Nordstrom dress Frank deemed the back up dress "heinous".  I had to agree.  The problem was the cost.  I took back the Kohl's dress and so there was some money but I still needed to come up with $100.

I won't say where it came from (story for another time) but let's just say that I asked God to send me that money and He did.  I immediately ordered the dress and when it came in, I took it out of the box, slipped it on and...


I was transformed.  I had a Marilyn Monroe-esque figure.  I slipped on a pair of mile-high heels and all I can say is that I did NOT want to look away from my own reflection and if I could, I would wear that dress every day.

For YEARS I wanted to scream every time I read an article about the little black dress because I never found one.  I would search and search and search but never find what I wanted.  Now I have one.  And I love it.  And when this wedding is over, I promise to post pictures because it will be amazing!!!

Saturday, April 28, 2012

And She's Back...Again!

Yes, yes, I know...I forgot, briefly, that I have a blog.  Actually, I haven't forgotten, it's just that there isn't enough time in the day for me to do all that I want to do.  So let's see, what's been going on since I last posted?

My new job/position at work is going really well.  It's challenging and frustrating at times but all in all it's been a good experience. I really prefer being a little challenged each day rather than sitting like a mindless drone.  It makes the day go faster.

It looks like Frank is finally going to get the foreman's position.  I mean, it's always been their plan but it looks like it will go in to effect starting Monday.  Praise the LORD!  He's a mix of excitement and apprehension right now but all in all I think he's looking forward to the challenge.  

We're going to a wedding next weekend and seeing family members that we haven't seen in close to 17 years!  One of Frank's nephews is getting married and the last time we saw him, he was a young boy!  It's a little surreal and we are very excited to have been invited.  It's going to fly by super fast but I think that it's going to be a great weekend.

I submitted my second book to a publisher.  In case I didn't mention it, I decided to NOT go with the publisher who wanted me to change my whole book in to the first person POV and instead decided to submit someplace else.  I hate the whole waiting process.  I guess because, for me, it never ends well.  So I am praying for a positive result this time.

We are still house-hunting although not as seriously.  We saw a couple of houses that we liked but nothing that we loved and really, I think I want to wait until the middle-end of summer just so that we have some time to get our ducks in a row.  Tonight Frank was up in the attic and we got rid of some things that had been up there for who knows how long and were actually ruined.  If we do a little bit each week, maybe by the end of summer, the process of moving won't be quite so mentally exhausting.

Other than that, it's just life as usual.  Let's see if I can stick around here for a while this time!

Monday, April 16, 2012

Virtual Assistant Needed!

Okay, so I have to admit, I've been kind of a slacker in my book promotion role.  With my new job and working 45 hours a week, there just aren't enough hours in the day to do it all so I am looking for a virtual assistant.

What is that, you ask?

Well, I'll tell you.  For me, this person would be an intern.  Someone young and fresh to the field that wants to start on the ground floor in the marketing/promotion field.  They must have a firm grasp on the social medias and have an excitement level about working with an unknown author to get their name out there.

Hours are flexible but I am looking for results.  Someone creative who thinks outside the box and willing to find the best way to get the word out on my book and any upcoming ones.  Which, FYI, I just submitted book number two to a publisher and they requested a full manuscript so WOO-HOO!

The whole "intern" title is mainly because I have no money to put in to this right now but I'm willing to be someone's guinea pig right now so that they can learn the ropes.

We'll see if I get any takers!

Sunday, April 15, 2012


Something must seriously be in the air lately because this is a topic that is coming up WAY too much and not just in my life!

I have a very dear friend who is in a relationship with a guy that can be a little, shall we say, smothering.  At a quick glance he is a great guy who would do anything for her and at times I've felt bad for him because he just does so much.  But then you stop and look and you realize that it's not as sweet as it seems.  

When she asked for a little space because she was struggling with some very serious issues within her family and in her personal life, he would show up with food, flowers, drinks, etc.  Okay, not a crime.  Then he would continually ask if he could come over or if he could be involved with things that she had clearly told him no to but he kept asking.  When she finally got fed up and said "Enough!" and that she needed to not talk to him for a little while, he would text her constantly begging her to just call him.  Then he would change his Facebook profile picture to one of them together and make his status' things that he, I guess, hoped would prompt her to call.


Then, in my own life, I am dealing with someone who CLEARLY wants a huge say in my spiritual life and quite honestly, I'm a little fed up.  You know that I left my church and have been church hunting.  Not as diligently as I should, but we're looking.  It's rather draining.  I do not talk to anyone really about this search because I don't want anyone's opinion on where I'm going so that I am not swayed.  I need to make my own decisions and base them on MY spiritual life - not theirs.

So this person is sort of a contributing factor to my leaving my church in the first place because of their constant "You should be doing this..." or "you need to be doing that..." and their refusal to understand that my FAMILY comes first.  So now, several months out, I'm starting to get text messages and emails that are geared to guilt me in to something.  I know, I know, no one can make you feel guilty but it's the only way to describe it. 

I am not a retreat person.  I've gone, I've tried, I HATE THEM.  I have stated this for YEARS and yet people are continually badgering me that I need to go.  "Why don't you go?"  "We really want you to go!"  "It'll be fun!"  Um, you know what?  NO, no it won't!   I don't enjoy them.  They annoy me.  While a room full of women will be in tears over someone's long winded testimony, you know what I'm doing?  Plotting ways to throw my chair through a window so I can escape and shooting mental daggers at the speaker in hopes that they will shut up.  Not a spiritual experience ever.

So why do I have to walk my spiritual walk by someone else's standards?  Why are my desires and wants and needs being ignored?  What someone may see as concern, I'm seeing as manipulation.  Since leaving that church, I feel closer to the Lord than I have in YEARS.  YEARS!  I spend more time in prayer and listening to different pastors and seeing how different church's operate has been a pretty cool learning experience.

Don't text me about how I should be at the retreat.  Don't send me emails telling me that I should continue to come to...whatever!  I have made my break and I wish people would respect that.  I don't respond to these things mainly because I know that I will be hateful (like this ranting blog!) and I don't want to lose this person as a friend but at the same time, what kind of friend continues to badger someone about things that have been clearly stated?  Where is the line?

I don't like it and I'll tell you what, if I were not a firm believer/Christian, this person's behavior would make me run in the opposite direction.  Your "encouragement" is manipulative.  I'm not going to live like you, pray like you, walk with the Lord like you.  I am my own person and since I HAVE read the Bible in it's entirety, I am confident that God loves ME for who I am - after all, HE created me.  

Not you.