Tonight is the party! I’m really excited. It’s such a laid back, fun evening…wish all of you could join us. There are still a million things to get done but Wonderboy and his parents are arriving around noon today, so my Bro-in-Law will be a big help. Everybody PLEASE cross your fingers that my sis is upright and not vomiting. She hit 12 weeks in her pregnancy this week, and allegedly that is when the bleagh subsides…let’s just hope she can enjoy the weekend.

This time last year. . . it was this weekend (fall fest, not the exact date) that Dad and BonusMom announced they were splitting up. . . which means it was the last time I had fun with my dad. . . so many thoughts and changes looking back over the last year. Many of us thought we’d attended the final FallFest…alas it wasn’t so. This years will be even better!!!

I carved two pumpkins last night with those stencil thingies from pumpkin master or some such. It was kind of a pain in the neck, but the final product rocks! The gourds that were grown here, dried out and dremmeled into shrunken heads have been hung with the lights in their mouths…we’ll move those to the trees this evening and light the candles…I’ll take many pictures to post for you to enjoy as well.

I hope you are all having a great ending to a week, and looking to a easy relaxing weekend.

Chrome these shiny stars are for you. Wish upon them and know you are even more shiny and more beautiful.

that is what I gained this week. Point four. Up not down. I was just disgusted and I know better than to get down on it like that but i did and didn’t even stay for the meeting and went to work and just ate all damned day.

so there.

guess I showed that point four who’s boss.

Oh…and my hair is falling out and breaking off at a rapid rate…nice. I look like Susan Powter on the top of my head. Best I can figure I was using a leave in conditioner that had too much protein…and regardless of what those boys told us in the backseat of that pontiac sunbird behind the lake…too much protien is NOT good. Shit falls off. The falling out was expected. My hair jumps ship under times of duress and great stress.Not unlike Ouiser’s dog Rhett in Steel Magnolias Nice. good think it’s already short and messy but it’s adding to my general funk-fest…

I keep ruminating on the Ex-Him’s New Her…it’s niggling in the back of my mind like a Wham lyric that won’t leave you alone...and I want it to go the hell away. Did a client from the bar yesterday who was talking about the New Her and she was very uncomplimentary. I haven’t said anything negative about her. My only comment was if that is really his type (and she is similar, very similar to his ex wife) then what the hell was he doing with me for all those years…she very earthy, no makeup…me fourteen bracelets at a time and as many layers of mascara every day. I own more lipsticks than underwear, so join me will you in an universal : “HUH????”

anyway, I want that out of my head. Other than burning some sage and doing a little dance, I’m out of ideas. Anyone???
that’s it for me. I’m going to riff offf of Chrome and go change out of these cranky pants and find some bracelets to wear.

huzzuah and happy thursday.

Big loads of GOOD LUCK to Gert today..she begins a new adventure! Huzzuah!

Myself, just working on FallFest. Made the kid’s sacks last night, complete with candy, pumpkin and jack o lantern shaped pretzels, glow in the dark necklaces and glow in the dark cups. I got the foodwarmers from the bar last night, got the s’mores stuff, so we are set regarding foodstuffs.

All of the cats are on liquid antibiotics combined with an anti-runny-poo med that we have to give mixed with some oil tuna…i got up this morning to a note saying no kitty food until they finish their tuna and I looked over on the counter and there are five little bowls with plates on top to cover up the food. Welcome to cat life.

Tired is what I am. But not nearly as tired as ole Dionne Warwick who’s singing on the Today show this morning. Good honk. Give that girl some vitamins.

Weigh in today….cross your fingers I get to the 10% goal….only point eight away…bring it on!!

Huzzuah and Happy Wednesday!

I can already tell, I’ll be running a little late this morning…should have done this post yesterday, or even Sunday, but needed some time to process, then had rehearsal and yesterday BonusMom and I ran ourselves raggedy all over the OKC preparing for FallFest “07 which is coming up this Friday out here on the Frontier.

Weekend was good. Went to dinner and backyard chatfest with M. Since the Purple Pool closed for the season, we haven’t seen each other. We’ve both been on trips, and started new projects, so we had some catching up to do. I finally got it into my head I wanted to go up to the bar, his daughter was texting me like crazy to come up for the party they were having, so I coerced my good gal pal Bee and her sexy sidekick ScottyRingo to join me.

Oh What A Night!!

We walk up to the door, and there on the patio is a former friend, former pack member who (due to her behavior and life choices which will remain detail-less) I haven’t spoken to in about 3 years. Fine. I walk right smack up to that table and say high to each of the four girls and walk right into the bar. Looking around, the only person who would understand the enormity off that situation was the Ex-Him. Meanwhile his daughter runs over to give me a welcome hug, he jumps off his bar stool to come over, I lean in to whisper HOLY SHIT BLA BLA IS OUTSIDE and as I look over his shoulder I see Ex-Him’s Current-Her.

the fuck?

Who’d I piss off in the Universe this weekend?

Bee, ScottyRingo and myself grab a table and a hand full of cold beer and I proceed to fill them in on all the details of the patio drama and oh yeah, look to the right that is the new Her. harumph. It was all pretty cool, pretty civilized. One of the patio girls did come in to talk to me and that was fine until she made the comment “are you going to talk to BlaBla?” –“I believe I just did. I said Hi.” –“Well are you going to fix that?” –” I didn’t break anything. have a nice night.”

we invoked the Seinfield “sign of come rescue me” and all night long we were team working through crazy people who would stop by our table. I’m sure we looked like escapees from the funny farm, drinking beer, patting the tops of our heads frantically…whatever

we then proceeded to laugh, take lots of hysterical photos and take shots of…beer. I don’t think the whole world was laughing, but we were doing it enough for everybody. I had on my pants that had deep pockets full of grace and dignity and pretty much ignored the situations at hand and just had a good time…ergo the tater tot and top gun post from Sunday. Bwa ha ha ha ha.

October is here. This one is a busy one for me, rehearsals for two shows, fall fest, two performances, race for the cure…all packed into these 31 days. Woo Hoo!!! It’s way past time for me to be in the shower. Have a great day. grab a shot glass and fill it with coffee, or water, whatever your pleasure, toss it back and cry:Huzzuah to a new month!!!