I got this in an email and thought it was interesting. I hope those of you who read my blog will play along!
You just put 10 random things that people may not know about you. Simple!
1) “Smooth” by Rob Thomas instantly makes me happy. I don’t care how bad a day has been… when I hear the song I smile
2) The word ‘dookie’ (as in poop) grosses me out. My Grandma used to say it all the time and i would gross out. Not sure why it bothers me, but it does.
3) I have a horrible fear of Spiders crawling through my window screen. I won’t even sleep with the window open.
4) When I was six, I wanted everyone to call me “CeCe Bloom” because I loved the movie ‘Beaches’
5) I believe in supporting local authors, artists, etc. I go to book signings when I hear of them and have met several talented people this way. I also go to art shows, craft fairs, and anything else like that.
6) I read “Gone with the Wind” when I was in the 4th grade, “Little Women” in the 5th, and “Scarlett” in the 6th grade. My teachers were impressed lol
7) Although I LOVE traveling… I HATE flying.
I have a rule: Do NOT talk to me until the plane has been safely in the air for five minutes. I literally sit back with my eyes shut until this time. If there is ANY turbulence, then forget about talking to me! It ain’t happening lol!
8) I collect glass dog figurines. My Dad started the collection when he was little. It then was passed onto my cousin. It was passed onto me when I was 12. I have added about 10 figures to it, but they have a special meaning behind it, like my ‘Lady’ from ‘Lady and the Tramp’ figure.
9) I love sending out Christmas Cards. If I have your address, you will get a card from me. My old high school friends always seem to get a kick out of this
10) I have known that I want to be a writer for as long as I can remember. I recently found a ‘book’ I wrote in the 4th grade as an assignment. In it, I stated that when I grew up I was going to be a writer. (I also misspelled my middle name two different ways, both wrong, which my sister laughed about)
There ya go! 10 things about me! I hope you all play along!
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Sunday, November 20, 2011
The Great State of Abraska…
The other day my niece came home from school. As usual, she was full of chatter. Each day I get to hear about the current gossip in the 6th grade, which student is sick, and anything exciting that happens in class.
My niece rattled off some gossip and then she exclaimed, “Oh! We also learned about crazy laws that some states have.”
Her eyes sparkled with interest, so I asked, “Oh yeah? Like what?”
“Well,” she began as she flopped down on the couch, “In Oklahoma there is a law that says it is illegal to spit on the sidewalk!”
“I remember hearing about that one. There is also one where it is illegal to curse in front of women and children on a Sunday.” I replied.
“The best one was from Abraska! Did you know it is illegal to flick a booger?”
I looked back at my niece and tried not to laugh. Clearly, she misunderstood.
“Um, I think you have a fact wrong.”
“No! It’s true! In Abraska, you can go to jail if you flick a booger! Isn’t that gross?”
“Abraska?” I asked.
“Yeah!” My niece said, nodding her head.
I am trying not to laugh, “Um… do you mean Nebraska?”
She looked at me with a puzzled expression on her face, “No, it’s Abraska…”
I do laugh now, “There isn’t a state called Abraska. There is a state called Nebraska.”
“No, I know it started with an ‘a’.”
I smile, “I’m going to name off some ‘a’ states… Arkansas, Arizona, Alabama…”
“That’s it!” she exclaimed. “It was Alabama!”
I laughed. The mystery had been solved.
“What grade are you in?” I asked with a smile. I was only teasing, though.
She didn’t reply, but opened her book to read instead.
Abraska, eh? Oh my. It gave me a good laugh anyway.
My niece rattled off some gossip and then she exclaimed, “Oh! We also learned about crazy laws that some states have.”
Her eyes sparkled with interest, so I asked, “Oh yeah? Like what?”
“Well,” she began as she flopped down on the couch, “In Oklahoma there is a law that says it is illegal to spit on the sidewalk!”
“I remember hearing about that one. There is also one where it is illegal to curse in front of women and children on a Sunday.” I replied.
“The best one was from Abraska! Did you know it is illegal to flick a booger?”
I looked back at my niece and tried not to laugh. Clearly, she misunderstood.
“Um, I think you have a fact wrong.”
“No! It’s true! In Abraska, you can go to jail if you flick a booger! Isn’t that gross?”
“Abraska?” I asked.
“Yeah!” My niece said, nodding her head.
I am trying not to laugh, “Um… do you mean Nebraska?”
She looked at me with a puzzled expression on her face, “No, it’s Abraska…”
I do laugh now, “There isn’t a state called Abraska. There is a state called Nebraska.”
“No, I know it started with an ‘a’.”
I smile, “I’m going to name off some ‘a’ states… Arkansas, Arizona, Alabama…”
“That’s it!” she exclaimed. “It was Alabama!”
I laughed. The mystery had been solved.
“What grade are you in?” I asked with a smile. I was only teasing, though.
She didn’t reply, but opened her book to read instead.
Abraska, eh? Oh my. It gave me a good laugh anyway.
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
"Sir, we DON’T play pranks at this Hotel!”
In a previous post I talked about how I have met some of my best friends through wrestling events. The really great thing is when I am able to travel with my friends and, of course, go to an event. To me, that is where the true memories happen.
In 2007 my two friends and I decided to go to a PPV event in St. Louis, Missouri. We flew in the day before the PPV so that we could go to a House Show, which we love going to.
Yousef and I both flew in from Oklahoma and Terrica flew in from Arkansas. Since Yousef and I arrived first, we went to our hotel to check in. The hotel was amazing and was located in an old train station. And our room was on the club level, so it was extra fancy.
The hotel room was large with a bathroom to die for. We had a window that overlooked the mall that connected to the hotel. Everything in the room was meant for luxury. Yousef pointed out that there was a phone by the bed. There was a phone on the desk. And there was a phone in the bathroom.
After Yousef and I checked in, we went back to the airport to meet Terrica. We got our rental car and drove to Rolla, MO for the House Show. After the event, we drove back to St. Louis and then called it a night.
The next day Terrica and I were lying on the bed watching TV while Yousef was getting ready for the PPV.
***I have talked to him about the moment several times, so I am going to go into his point of view for the next part ***
I was in the bathroom getting ready while the girls watched TV. I looked over at the phone and the urge to play a joke took over. I picked it up and dialed #422. Nothing happened, so I hung up and tried again.
This time the phone began to ring and a man answered the phone.
“Front Desk. How may I help you?”
I licked my lips, “Um… can you connect me to my friend’s room?”
“What is the name of the guest you are trying to reach?”
I tell them Sarah’s name and I can hear the man typing.
“Sir, do you know the room number of your friend?”
I reply, “Yes, 422.”
There was a long pause and the man finally says in a dry tone, “Sir, you are IN room 422. We cannot connect you if you are IN the room.”
I feel my face flushing red and I stammer out, “Uh, I wanted to play a joke on her. Sorry.”
I hang up and begin laughing.
His tone clearly implied one thing:
“Sir, we do NOT play jokes at this hotel!”
****
When Yousef came out of the bathroom he was laughing. He told us about the joke he tried to play and Terrica and I begin laughing, too.
To this day, whenever there is a phone in the bathroom at a hotel we all giggle a little. It is moments like this that always shine through and give us all something to remember and smile about. J
In 2007 my two friends and I decided to go to a PPV event in St. Louis, Missouri. We flew in the day before the PPV so that we could go to a House Show, which we love going to.
Yousef and I both flew in from Oklahoma and Terrica flew in from Arkansas. Since Yousef and I arrived first, we went to our hotel to check in. The hotel was amazing and was located in an old train station. And our room was on the club level, so it was extra fancy.
The hotel room was large with a bathroom to die for. We had a window that overlooked the mall that connected to the hotel. Everything in the room was meant for luxury. Yousef pointed out that there was a phone by the bed. There was a phone on the desk. And there was a phone in the bathroom.
After Yousef and I checked in, we went back to the airport to meet Terrica. We got our rental car and drove to Rolla, MO for the House Show. After the event, we drove back to St. Louis and then called it a night.
The next day Terrica and I were lying on the bed watching TV while Yousef was getting ready for the PPV.
***I have talked to him about the moment several times, so I am going to go into his point of view for the next part ***
I was in the bathroom getting ready while the girls watched TV. I looked over at the phone and the urge to play a joke took over. I picked it up and dialed #422. Nothing happened, so I hung up and tried again.
This time the phone began to ring and a man answered the phone.
“Front Desk. How may I help you?”
I licked my lips, “Um… can you connect me to my friend’s room?”
“What is the name of the guest you are trying to reach?”
I tell them Sarah’s name and I can hear the man typing.
“Sir, do you know the room number of your friend?”
I reply, “Yes, 422.”
There was a long pause and the man finally says in a dry tone, “Sir, you are IN room 422. We cannot connect you if you are IN the room.”
I feel my face flushing red and I stammer out, “Uh, I wanted to play a joke on her. Sorry.”
I hang up and begin laughing.
His tone clearly implied one thing:
“Sir, we do NOT play jokes at this hotel!”
****
When Yousef came out of the bathroom he was laughing. He told us about the joke he tried to play and Terrica and I begin laughing, too.
To this day, whenever there is a phone in the bathroom at a hotel we all giggle a little. It is moments like this that always shine through and give us all something to remember and smile about. J
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Bloody Mary
The other day my niece came home from school talking about a few of her classmates. They apparently played the “Bloody Mary” game at a slumber party. She said it sounded lame and she didn’t know why they thought it was scary.
My sister told my niece that she played Bloody Mary at a slumber party when she was about 10 and it scared her so bad that my Dad had to come and get her and take her home. Well, my niece is starting to get this excited look in her eyes. She loves being scared even though she claims she's not.
So I tell her about playing the game with my cousin. In my defense, I was seriously like 5 when we played and, of course, it scared me. My niece is begging to play now, so finally I agree.
Before we play, I look up the history of the game and read it to her.
Here is a brief description of the game, for those of you who have never played.
From castleofspirits.com
Bloody Mary is the children’s game of summoning an evil and vengeful witch through a mirror. The person (or people) stand in front of the mirror with a candle or flashlight. They say “Bloody Mary” three times in a row to summon her.
The belief is that by summoning her, she will appear in the mirror and try to pull the person (or people) into the mirror with her. Of course there are many variations of the game, with different things that happen when you say the name.
By now my niece is really excited to play. She loves being scared, so this is something she knows she will like. On the other hand, she is 12 and asked before we played if I thought it was real. I laughed and told her no.
So we go into our small bathroom. I tell her that I am going to turn off the light so her eyes can get used to the dark and then turn on the flashlight (we thought it was safer than a candle lol) just so she can see what it looks like.
I do this and when I turn on the flashlight she has a death grip on the hand-towel hanging on the wall. Well, now I know this is going to be fun, so I turn off the light.
“Are you ready” I ask her.
I can barely see her nod, but she is silent.
“You have to say it, or she won’t show up.” I prompt my niece.
She is still silent and I can hear her breathing. Oh yeah, she is scared.
I lower my voice and say, “Bloody Mary. Blooooddddy Marrrrrryyyy. Blooooooooodddddddyyyyy Maaaaaaarrrrryyyyyyyy!”
And then I turn on the flashlight. When the light comes on, she is standing with her hands covering her face so she doesn’t have to look at the mirror. (She later explains that she figured if she couldnt see Bloody Mary, then she couldnt be trapped in the mirror lol)
I think I am being funny, so I let out a little scream.
My niece starts screaming at the top of her lungs and swings around, knocking the flashlight out of my hand. Then she shoves me back so hard that I almost fall into the shower.
I am laughing so hard at this point that I can barely stand up to turn the main light on.
By this time, my niece is starting to calm down (and uncover her eyes). She sees me on the floor and starts laughing, too. Then she tried to play it off, like she wasn’t scared, but we both know the truth.
Oh the “Bloody Mary” game. Traumatizing children from one generation to the next.
My sister told my niece that she played Bloody Mary at a slumber party when she was about 10 and it scared her so bad that my Dad had to come and get her and take her home. Well, my niece is starting to get this excited look in her eyes. She loves being scared even though she claims she's not.
So I tell her about playing the game with my cousin. In my defense, I was seriously like 5 when we played and, of course, it scared me. My niece is begging to play now, so finally I agree.
Before we play, I look up the history of the game and read it to her.
Here is a brief description of the game, for those of you who have never played.
From castleofspirits.com
Bloody Mary is the children’s game of summoning an evil and vengeful witch through a mirror. The person (or people) stand in front of the mirror with a candle or flashlight. They say “Bloody Mary” three times in a row to summon her.
The belief is that by summoning her, she will appear in the mirror and try to pull the person (or people) into the mirror with her. Of course there are many variations of the game, with different things that happen when you say the name.
By now my niece is really excited to play. She loves being scared, so this is something she knows she will like. On the other hand, she is 12 and asked before we played if I thought it was real. I laughed and told her no.
So we go into our small bathroom. I tell her that I am going to turn off the light so her eyes can get used to the dark and then turn on the flashlight (we thought it was safer than a candle lol) just so she can see what it looks like.
I do this and when I turn on the flashlight she has a death grip on the hand-towel hanging on the wall. Well, now I know this is going to be fun, so I turn off the light.
“Are you ready” I ask her.
I can barely see her nod, but she is silent.
“You have to say it, or she won’t show up.” I prompt my niece.
She is still silent and I can hear her breathing. Oh yeah, she is scared.
I lower my voice and say, “Bloody Mary. Blooooddddy Marrrrrryyyy. Blooooooooodddddddyyyyy Maaaaaaarrrrryyyyyyyy!”
And then I turn on the flashlight. When the light comes on, she is standing with her hands covering her face so she doesn’t have to look at the mirror. (She later explains that she figured if she couldnt see Bloody Mary, then she couldnt be trapped in the mirror lol)
I think I am being funny, so I let out a little scream.
My niece starts screaming at the top of her lungs and swings around, knocking the flashlight out of my hand. Then she shoves me back so hard that I almost fall into the shower.
I am laughing so hard at this point that I can barely stand up to turn the main light on.
By this time, my niece is starting to calm down (and uncover her eyes). She sees me on the floor and starts laughing, too. Then she tried to play it off, like she wasn’t scared, but we both know the truth.
Oh the “Bloody Mary” game. Traumatizing children from one generation to the next.
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Old Poem and old memories
I was cleaning out my closet when i came upon my old poetry notebook. Yes, i dabble in poetry. Sometimes it helps me clear my mind or helps me get something out of my system. I'm not claiming to be a poet laurent here, but i like them lol.
Anyway, here is one that i wrote when i was a teenager. I am pretty sure it was about my crush and how he didnt notice me (but i dont remember his name, so must not have been love ;) ) Gosh, i was so angsty!
LOL i hope you all enjoyed this little sample! Maybe one day i will publish a poetry book, but i seriously am not holding my breath lol!
Anyway, here is one that i wrote when i was a teenager. I am pretty sure it was about my crush and how he didnt notice me (but i dont remember his name, so must not have been love ;) ) Gosh, i was so angsty!
ANGST
I was stupid for wanting
Stupid for feeling
Stupid for hoping
Stupid for needing
When will I learn
When will I see
That no matter what
Some things will never be
It was fun while it lasted
It was too good to be true
I should have known
I wasn’t good enough for you
I try not to take it personally
I try not to take it to heart
But you have it down, you see
Almost like a painful art
I was stupid for wanting
Stupid for feeling
Smart for growing
And somehow I am dealing
LOL i hope you all enjoyed this little sample! Maybe one day i will publish a poetry book, but i seriously am not holding my breath lol!
Saturday, September 3, 2011
More Songs that Inspire
I'm pretty sure i have posted a list of songs that i listen to while writing, but recently i have found new songs that i LOVE LOVE LOVE!
I hope you all enjoy them as well.
Skyscraper- Demi Lovato
this song brought me to tears the first time i heard it! Her voice is so moving!
Invisible- Skylar Grey
another great song, I think we have all felt like this.
Someone Like You- Adele
OMG i love any song by Adele, but this is my fav!
Porn Star Dancing- My Darkest Days
Okay, some times we need HOT songs... and this is def one of them! ;)
I hope you all enjoy them as well.
Skyscraper- Demi Lovato
this song brought me to tears the first time i heard it! Her voice is so moving!
Invisible- Skylar Grey
another great song, I think we have all felt like this.
Someone Like You- Adele
OMG i love any song by Adele, but this is my fav!
Porn Star Dancing- My Darkest Days
Okay, some times we need HOT songs... and this is def one of them! ;)
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Wrestling Buddies
Hey all! Happy Wrestling Wednesday! (This might become the next internet sensation, you never know!)
Today, I am going to tell you how Wrestling has given me some of my dearest friends. Let me explain. When you go to a live event, you are usually with at least one person that you know. I mean, who wants to go alone!
When I first started going to live events, my older sister and my BFF at the time went with me. My Dad INSISTED that my sister went with me because he didn’t think it was safe. That was fine with me, though she was more than glad when she didn’t have to go with me. I was just happy to be there!
At one of my first shows, I met “Blair” and we hit it off. She was older than I was and had met so many wrestlers, so I was in awe. Through “Blair”, I also met “May” and “Kasey”. The three of us went to many shows for a few years and I met other friends because of them.
“Kasey” and I went to a show together and I met my current BFF. LOL we were both at the elevators and she asked me if a certain wrestler had just walked by. I replied “Yes Ma’am” and we were friends after that. It was just a random moment that brought us together.
My BFF and I went to a few shows with “Blair”, but that didn’t last long. Then my BFF and I met “Hailey” through a fellow wrestling pal. “Hailey” even came to Arkansas where we all went to a House Show (non-televised event) and sat in the front row. It was one of the best shows that I have ever been to for so many reasons.
My BFF and I also met some wonderful gals during at trip to Tennessee. Our most current friends were made at another House Show in Arkansas. “Sparkle” and “Glam” were sitting next to us and a rowdy fan brought us together. They live close by so we have been able to keep in touch.
Some other friends that I have met through wrestling include: A GOAT, An Ohio Hardy Fan, A Clown, and A young man and his mom.
It just amazes me how easy it is to meet people and make friends by just having one thing in common. Don’t get me wrong, there are also people that you meet who you never talk to again, but I cherish the friends that have been true.
It just goes to show: you never know when you will meet someone who will change your life!
Today, I am going to tell you how Wrestling has given me some of my dearest friends. Let me explain. When you go to a live event, you are usually with at least one person that you know. I mean, who wants to go alone!
When I first started going to live events, my older sister and my BFF at the time went with me. My Dad INSISTED that my sister went with me because he didn’t think it was safe. That was fine with me, though she was more than glad when she didn’t have to go with me. I was just happy to be there!
At one of my first shows, I met “Blair” and we hit it off. She was older than I was and had met so many wrestlers, so I was in awe. Through “Blair”, I also met “May” and “Kasey”. The three of us went to many shows for a few years and I met other friends because of them.
“Kasey” and I went to a show together and I met my current BFF. LOL we were both at the elevators and she asked me if a certain wrestler had just walked by. I replied “Yes Ma’am” and we were friends after that. It was just a random moment that brought us together.
My BFF and I went to a few shows with “Blair”, but that didn’t last long. Then my BFF and I met “Hailey” through a fellow wrestling pal. “Hailey” even came to Arkansas where we all went to a House Show (non-televised event) and sat in the front row. It was one of the best shows that I have ever been to for so many reasons.
My BFF and I also met some wonderful gals during at trip to Tennessee. Our most current friends were made at another House Show in Arkansas. “Sparkle” and “Glam” were sitting next to us and a rowdy fan brought us together. They live close by so we have been able to keep in touch.
Some other friends that I have met through wrestling include: A GOAT, An Ohio Hardy Fan, A Clown, and A young man and his mom.
It just amazes me how easy it is to meet people and make friends by just having one thing in common. Don’t get me wrong, there are also people that you meet who you never talk to again, but I cherish the friends that have been true.
It just goes to show: you never know when you will meet someone who will change your life!
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