Daughter's first semi-formal dance

Tonight is Arielle's first semi-formal dance at school. She was beyond excited about it. Her best friend was here an hour early to gossip and fix hair and make up. They both look so pretty! How can I be old enough to have a daughter going to a semi-formal?

When her date showed up, he seemed a little nervous since hubby is a very large man. He brought her a pretty rose wrist corsage. She took it off to put on her jacket and will put it back on once they get to the dance.



Now the wait begins for midnight when the dance ends and she gets home. Yes, I will worry every second. This is also her first date. She's very picky about guys. Her daddy ruined her for every other guy. This boy seems nice. We know his mom and grandparents. Living in a small town, everyone knows everyone.

Pittsburgh Pirates

The annual Pittsburgh Pirates winter caravan was in the area the past two days, so of course, I had to go to all three. :) Last night, I weasled my way into an invite-only party to meet all of them. No biggie since I worked at a radio station with one of the sponsors. Always nice to have friends. I had my small scrapbook with and they all signed my baseball page as well as a baseball. My kids each got a set of cards signed and my cousin got a couple posters, cards and baseballs signed.

Today, they were at my son's school. I took a ton of photos and had the team sign my 12x12 scrapbook that I created for sports. Looks pretty cool so far and I just need to add a few of the photos I took to finish off the page. Most of them remembered me from last night and were laughing that I had gotten the photos printed out so quickly. They all autographed them for me.

Once we left the school, it was off to a local radio station where they were having another invite-only party. Yeah, we crashed it, too, but nobody really cared since we have big cameras and I have press credentials. It was nice talking to everyone there. The bus driver was the funniest one. I probably talked to him the most, then got a tour of their bus.

If you ever get a chance to meet any of the team, go for it. They are all very fan friendly and were willing to sign anything and everything put in front of them. They also had photo cards to give to everyone.

Camera Critters #42

Yet another archive photo. This is the evil Darth Mittens checking out what Santa brought her for Christmas. Spoiled brat won't eat half the flavors we got her! Most cats would be thrilled to get Whiskas and Fancy Feast, but not the evil one! She'll look at the food and if it's not her favorite flavor, she'll just walk away screaming at us. CATS!




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Photo Hunter 147: Chipped

The theme of this week's Photo Hunter is "Chipped". Since I haven't been able to get out and really do much, I'm digging through my archives and came across this tombstone from Gettysburg. It's old, worn and chipped! :)

The migraines are back. This one has been going on for about three weeks now. Today, well yesterday now, wasn't too bad, so hopefully, things will get better soon and I can get some new images to share.

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Underworld: Rise of the Lycans

Just got back from seeing this movie with my son. WOW! It was excellent! Now, as everyone knows, I'm a vampire girl, but it did make me see things in a different way for the lycans. I understand completely why they hate vamps so much and why the vamps fear them. :) Of course, the fact that Lucian is really HOT helped me like it even more.



The fight scenes were awesome when Lucian transformed to wolf and realized he was the true ruler of all the lycans. I won't spoil it any further, but if you like that sort of stuff, I highly recommend going to see it.

Anyone else see the movie? Would love to hear other thoughts on it.

Mama Mia

Has anyone else seen this movie? Mom, Arielle and I watched it tonight. We were going to go out for a movie, but decided to stay in when it was snowing so hard. The movie is excellent! Had us all singing along and dancing.

I can understand why it made so much money at the box office. :) The movie tells the story of a young woman who is getting married and wants her father to walk her down the aisle. Only problem is there are three potentials fathers. She finds their names in her mother's old diary, so she invites all three to the wedding without her mother's knowledge. The movie is hysterical as she tries to keep her mother from finding out she invited them while trying to figure out which one is her father.

I won't give away the ending if you haven't seen it yet. I highly recommend it, especially if you love the music of ABBA. :)

Camera Critters #39

Aphrodite wanted to play a reindeer for Christmas, so she's wearing her horns and showing off her favorite gift, a giant three-foot bone. :)


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Hair Removal

All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal - The Epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the wax.

Read on..........

My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours:

'Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet. So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom. It was one of those 'cold wax' kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off.

No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out.

(YA THINK!?!)

So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees.

('Cold wax, yeah...right! ') I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. It works!

OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire.

With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet.


Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my hoo-ha and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (it was a long strip) I inhale deeply and brace myself. RRRRIIIPPP!! !!


I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!.... .OH MY GAWD!!!!!!!! ! Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP! Another deep breath and RIPP! Everything is spinning and spotted. I think I may pass out...must stay conscious... must stay conscious. Do I hear crashing drums??? Breathe, breathe...OK, back to normal.


I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip!


There's no hair on it.


Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX???


Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip...it's not! I touch.


I am touching wax.


I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG mistake...remember my foot is still propped up on the toilet?


I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down.


SEALED SHUT!!!!


MY BUTT IS SEALED SHUT!


SEALED SHUT!!!!


I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself 'Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off!'


What can I do to melt the wax?


Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right???


WRONG!!!!!!! ******


I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment, I sit.


Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together, is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub...in scalding hot water.


Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax.


So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cemented myself to the porcelain!! God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!! !


I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter..... .


'So, my butt and hoo-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!'


There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, 'Are we talking cheeks or hole or hoo-ha?'


She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box.


YEAH!!!!! Right!!


I should be the joke of someone else's night.


While we go through various solutions. I resort to trying to scrape the wax off with a razor


Nothing feels better than to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry-shaving the sticky wax off!!


By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event.


My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace....the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax.


What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on and....


OH MY GOD!!!!!!!


The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my friend. It's sooo painful, but I really don't care.


'IT WORKS!! It works!!' I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up.


I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair....


THE HAIR IS STILL THERE....... ALL OF IT!


So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts. I could have amputated my own leg at this point.


Next week I'm going to try hair color......