A year in review
That sounds really big sounding doesn't it?
Like a lot of important stuff happened and I did a lot of majorly big important stuff and all that jazz. [raspy chuckle]
Though Technically, I'm cheating because my exact birthday isn't for about an hour to six or so depending on if you mean Exact exact or just "wtf, let's just go with the day n call it good" exact.
My Exact time/date would be May twenty-ninth at five forty-seven in the a.m.
[Click to read the Birthday Babble of Yours Truly]See what I mean? It's a Little bit different but only if you're doing my horror-scope or in the government. xP
Most folks would just go, "Aw come On, just say 529 n be done with eeet! We want Cake!!"
And rightly they should because This year's bakery blitz is quite the stunner. I say "bakery" blitz but in actuality, it has never Seen an oven much less been cooked in one. Though I'm sure Parts of it has.
This year's birthday blitz-bomb is a Culiver's Frozen Custard Brownie Overload Concrete Cake!
Do I deserve it? Prolly not. Do I need it? You have no ideeeah. Do I want it? What do You think? Will it be good for me...? Again, prolly not.
Now ask the Big question... Do I Care? Not on your sweet bippy I don't. I only really get a chance to do something wild in dessert once a year (the rest of the time I stay carefully in the mundane else I wish I Had) and my birthday is it.
All other holidays, meh. My birthday though... That's the One time I tell my guts to suck it up, we're gonna spurge for something tasty and terrible for me.
As far as special things done... Well a week or so ago, I got my hair chopped. Hope, you remember the style I had for your wedding? Well it's basically that only a bit shorter on the sides and back. No streak though. Not yet anyway.
Unless you count all that glorious snowy white, gun metal silver and mercurial grey.
If you do, then yes, I have quite a lot of streaking. X3
Remember how I always said I earned every grey/silver/white hair I had...? Well, apparently I'm a top bracket earner as far as that goes. It was all hiding under the thickness. Once the thickness was cut off, suddenly my head appeared to have started to sprout wings. XD
The roots along the sides going from just below the temples and over the ears has less color than a starched linen sheet from the Ritz.
A shame it didn't follow the cow lick or go directly from the temples... That would have been Ah-Mazing! But it's still pretty and I'm rather proud of it none-the-less. My first steps into becoming a Crone. [cackles then coughs raspily]
Okay so getting older isn't All peachy keen and squeaky sheen. I am, of course, sick. It's either an old "friend" revisiting (broncitis) or allergies or a combination of the two. [shrugs]
Coupled with the high wetness in the air and pollen... Eyah, right about now I'm thinkin' maybe those old farts that hike it to parts unknown but for the desert aren't as nuts as I used to think. I would much rather not go where it's That hot but I could live with out the mugginess we almost Always have here. I hate the idea of becoming a modern day carpet bagger but honestly, I have to wonder if that's in the cards for me if I ever want to have less health problems. Ah well, who knows. We'll have to wait and see.
Maybe a nudist colony... That might be nice. Not to look at of course but to live some place where you don't have to worry about if you've gained too much to wear anything that doesn't have elastic in the waist line. All those old wrinkly fat people, not a one giving a damn if everyday their birthday suit needs some fresh starch and a go with a flat iron. [grinz] Sheer heaven I would think. Well aside from the bugs, hygiene, sun burns and sanitary places to sit... I'd just make sure to carry handipacks of Lysol and Clorox in my purse. Fanny pack...?
A hot pink fanny pack with 'grissled' instead of 'juicy' written in neon on it. ^_^
Where was I? I admit it... I dosed off for a minute there.
Otherwise, I never would have had the pleasure of my normally squeaky mid-soprano kitty doing her impression of "Harvey Fierstein doing his impression of an alarm clock"... In my ear... At the top of her lungs.
Yes folks, my normally barely talky kitty is in heat. And while she is, her vocal ranges become.... Surprisingly diverse let us say.
So awake I am. Roughly on the day of, so okay it kind of is.
Yoda and Medea's love child I may be. X1
Boy that had to've been some wild night wouldn't it! lol
Oh C. took me to see the latest Star Trek movie when it came out as an early birthday treat. If you haven't seen it, you shoooould!
It was Ah-Mazing! They cast Benedict Cumberbatch (Sherlock Holmes series more recently on the BBC) as Kahn. Truly a flip out of left field but very well done. The whole thing start to finish was worth every penny to see it. I may have nearly peed myself for it no less. I couldn't find a decent time to go to the bathroom where I wouldn't miss something important! So note to all... It's not a short movie and unless you Need refreshment, forego it until after the movie's done or you may end up either regretting an untimely break Or an untimely swim!
Also keep tissues close at hand because this one isn't mostly fluffy-n-howdy. But tell your males not to worry... There's so much action, canon ST tongue-in-cheek comedy and flirting around they won't really notice those sudden out of the blue moments where their eyes get suspiciously moist and their noses run Just an Eensy bit. At least not before they get hit by them anyway. But don't tease'em too bad. Those tear-jerker moments are solidly played and Not a heart beat into camp or falsehoods. Everybody plays their parts with no hamminess, no more over the top than is called for and you'll see no drama llamas taking over and making it the Star ship Lollipop.
All in all, I'd give the movie a nine out of ten. The only reason it doesn't get a ten is because there's no such thing. ;1
Anyway, that's my blog for this day, the twenty-ninth of May in the year two thousand and thirteen.
And in proper timing, I'm actually short my Exact birthday but what the hell... You only turn forty once (thank god!) and given my stepping closer to being a Proper Crone, I think I can accord myself just a Little room for not-quite-ness.
Those of you who celebrated Memorial Day, I hope it was a memorable one. [grinz at the groanz]
Now if you'll excuse me, I think I'll just nip in to the underwater kitchen and turn some left over chicken somethingoruther into BBQ pulled chick on a... Well whatever bread there is actually.
Peace n Peaches y'all!
~me out
P.S. and all that jazz- To everybody who has, is and will wish me a happy birthday, Thank you. I love that I'm not Totally somebody's imaginary friend! lol
Like a lot of important stuff happened and I did a lot of majorly big important stuff and all that jazz. [raspy chuckle]
Though Technically, I'm cheating because my exact birthday isn't for about an hour to six or so depending on if you mean Exact exact or just "wtf, let's just go with the day n call it good" exact.
My Exact time/date would be May twenty-ninth at five forty-seven in the a.m.
[Click to read the Birthday Babble of Yours Truly]See what I mean? It's a Little bit different but only if you're doing my horror-scope or in the government. xP
Most folks would just go, "Aw come On, just say 529 n be done with eeet! We want Cake!!"
And rightly they should because This year's bakery blitz is quite the stunner. I say "bakery" blitz but in actuality, it has never Seen an oven much less been cooked in one. Though I'm sure Parts of it has.
This year's birthday blitz-bomb is a Culiver's Frozen Custard Brownie Overload Concrete Cake!
Do I deserve it? Prolly not. Do I need it? You have no ideeeah. Do I want it? What do You think? Will it be good for me...? Again, prolly not.
Now ask the Big question... Do I Care? Not on your sweet bippy I don't. I only really get a chance to do something wild in dessert once a year (the rest of the time I stay carefully in the mundane else I wish I Had) and my birthday is it.
All other holidays, meh. My birthday though... That's the One time I tell my guts to suck it up, we're gonna spurge for something tasty and terrible for me.
As far as special things done... Well a week or so ago, I got my hair chopped. Hope, you remember the style I had for your wedding? Well it's basically that only a bit shorter on the sides and back. No streak though. Not yet anyway.
Unless you count all that glorious snowy white, gun metal silver and mercurial grey.
If you do, then yes, I have quite a lot of streaking. X3
Remember how I always said I earned every grey/silver/white hair I had...? Well, apparently I'm a top bracket earner as far as that goes. It was all hiding under the thickness. Once the thickness was cut off, suddenly my head appeared to have started to sprout wings. XD
The roots along the sides going from just below the temples and over the ears has less color than a starched linen sheet from the Ritz.
A shame it didn't follow the cow lick or go directly from the temples... That would have been Ah-Mazing! But it's still pretty and I'm rather proud of it none-the-less. My first steps into becoming a Crone. [cackles then coughs raspily]
Okay so getting older isn't All peachy keen and squeaky sheen. I am, of course, sick. It's either an old "friend" revisiting (broncitis) or allergies or a combination of the two. [shrugs]
Coupled with the high wetness in the air and pollen... Eyah, right about now I'm thinkin' maybe those old farts that hike it to parts unknown but for the desert aren't as nuts as I used to think. I would much rather not go where it's That hot but I could live with out the mugginess we almost Always have here. I hate the idea of becoming a modern day carpet bagger but honestly, I have to wonder if that's in the cards for me if I ever want to have less health problems. Ah well, who knows. We'll have to wait and see.
Maybe a nudist colony... That might be nice. Not to look at of course but to live some place where you don't have to worry about if you've gained too much to wear anything that doesn't have elastic in the waist line. All those old wrinkly fat people, not a one giving a damn if everyday their birthday suit needs some fresh starch and a go with a flat iron. [grinz] Sheer heaven I would think. Well aside from the bugs, hygiene, sun burns and sanitary places to sit... I'd just make sure to carry handipacks of Lysol and Clorox in my purse. Fanny pack...?
A hot pink fanny pack with 'grissled' instead of 'juicy' written in neon on it. ^_^
Where was I? I admit it... I dosed off for a minute there.
Otherwise, I never would have had the pleasure of my normally squeaky mid-soprano kitty doing her impression of "Harvey Fierstein doing his impression of an alarm clock"... In my ear... At the top of her lungs.
Yes folks, my normally barely talky kitty is in heat. And while she is, her vocal ranges become.... Surprisingly diverse let us say.
So awake I am. Roughly on the day of, so okay it kind of is.
Yoda and Medea's love child I may be. X1
Boy that had to've been some wild night wouldn't it! lol
Oh C. took me to see the latest Star Trek movie when it came out as an early birthday treat. If you haven't seen it, you shoooould!
It was Ah-Mazing! They cast Benedict Cumberbatch (Sherlock Holmes series more recently on the BBC) as Kahn. Truly a flip out of left field but very well done. The whole thing start to finish was worth every penny to see it. I may have nearly peed myself for it no less. I couldn't find a decent time to go to the bathroom where I wouldn't miss something important! So note to all... It's not a short movie and unless you Need refreshment, forego it until after the movie's done or you may end up either regretting an untimely break Or an untimely swim!
Also keep tissues close at hand because this one isn't mostly fluffy-n-howdy. But tell your males not to worry... There's so much action, canon ST tongue-in-cheek comedy and flirting around they won't really notice those sudden out of the blue moments where their eyes get suspiciously moist and their noses run Just an Eensy bit. At least not before they get hit by them anyway. But don't tease'em too bad. Those tear-jerker moments are solidly played and Not a heart beat into camp or falsehoods. Everybody plays their parts with no hamminess, no more over the top than is called for and you'll see no drama llamas taking over and making it the Star ship Lollipop.
All in all, I'd give the movie a nine out of ten. The only reason it doesn't get a ten is because there's no such thing. ;1
Anyway, that's my blog for this day, the twenty-ninth of May in the year two thousand and thirteen.
And in proper timing, I'm actually short my Exact birthday but what the hell... You only turn forty once (thank god!) and given my stepping closer to being a Proper Crone, I think I can accord myself just a Little room for not-quite-ness.
Those of you who celebrated Memorial Day, I hope it was a memorable one. [grinz at the groanz]
Now if you'll excuse me, I think I'll just nip in to the underwater kitchen and turn some left over chicken somethingoruther into BBQ pulled chick on a... Well whatever bread there is actually.
Peace n Peaches y'all!
~me out
P.S. and all that jazz- To everybody who has, is and will wish me a happy birthday, Thank you. I love that I'm not Totally somebody's imaginary friend! lol