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Thursday, September 16, 2010

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

how did i miss this???

What the heck? I watched the Emmys and missed this. Well, I watch part of the Emmys. Came in late and left early. Being the certified Gleek that I so proudly am, I feel compelled to show you. Please don't tell me this is the 10th time you've seen it. Humor me.

If I Had Only Known


We have all been there.


In the know, or lack there of. Unfortunately "the know" came a little late, right? The know is a special, wise, learned place which only comes with age and experience. When we were 15, 16, 18, 21, just think how much easier our lives would have been if we only knew.

So today's thought is (and I could write a novel on this topic)...

If I had only known ___________________.

I'll go first and let me preface this by saying that shallow is okay.
Deep is okay. Whatever floats your boat and comes to mind is...


If I had only known...
that they really DO eventually give up their blankies and pacifiers. Seriously, how many thirty year old men have you seen walking around with a pacifier? Don't answer that.

Deep thought?

If I had only known...
that, like the scarecrow in The Wizard of Oz, I really DO have a brain.

Okay, think deep thoughts. Think shallow thoughts. Just think.

Your turn.

If I had only known _________________.

Thursday, August 26, 2010

thoughts on sleep or lack there of


I sit here with the cat and dog, who by the way are thrilled to death that someone emerged from the closed door of the bedroom to feed them at 4:45 a.m., only because I fruitlessly tried to get just a little more shut eye at 3:00, 3:30, 3:45... Tell me, please. What the heck? Eh, you don't have to tell me. Hormones, baby. Middle-aged hormones.

Sleep is a funny thing. When we're teens, we easily sleep until noon. As we get older, we rise for our work or our babies or both. My thinking is that before it's over, I'll be going to sleep at 6:00 and waking at 2:00. Hey, at least it's a decent eight, right?

Maybe at this point I should just go with the flow. Get up after I wake at 2:30 feeling refreshed and thinking, before I glance at the clock, "Hey! I slept all night!".

A solid eight has turned into a halfway decent four.

So that's my rant for today.

What's yours?

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Here's a Thought...

what's after 29?

It's not as much a thought as a challenge - or a game.
That's it! A game.

We could play "I Spy". I spy a suitcase!

I spy a belt!

I spy a 17 year old!

Top it? I think not.

Really. I dare you.

unreal good margarita pizza recipe

Two recipes in one week? Is the world turning? Are we in the twilight zone? I know! I think this heatwave is finally beginning to get to me. Don't question it. Let's just roll with it.

Tonight I was craving a margarita pizza. So, after checking around on the internet and comparing it to what I actually had in the pantry, I went to work. It was so unbelievably yummy that I am compelled to share...

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[mine actually looked BETTER than this, but I ate it and had no photo.]

Boboli pizza crust
fresh tomato, sliced
1/4 cup olive oil
1 tbs. minced garlic
1 tsp. salt
mozzarella cheese
parmesan cheese
chopped fresh basil

In a bowl, combine olive oil, garlic, salt, and sliced tomato. Allow to sit for 15 minutes

After 15 minutes, remove the tomatoes and brush the pizza crust with the olive oil marinade.
Top with shredded mozzarella, basil, sliced tomatoes and bake in a 425 degree oven until done.

Add your favorite red wine and you are DONE! Enjoy.

*Photo credit:*
...although mine looked prettier. see above.

Friday, August 6, 2010

i am in LOVE

...and you will be, too.

Was I right? Are you in love now?

I thought you would be. :)

Saturday, July 24, 2010

new digs

Like my new digs? It's nothing really - just a summer cottage. It was getting too hot in Atlanta, so we thought we'd head north to our mountain "cottage" to cool down. We went from 95 degrees to a cool 98.


We have 528 bathrooms.

Yeah. Okay, so it's not ACTUALLY ours. Shocking, right?

This morning as I sat in the fancy dining room, I had pancakes with peaches, raspberries, raspberry syrup, and sausage WITH a side of peach ice cream, grapefruit juice, and 20 cups of coffee. I snuck and took a picture, but the waiter walked up, I panicked, stashed my phone, and forgot to save the photo.

I informed the hubs after consuming our delectable delights that we are going on a diet next week.


Every time I walk to my room I think of The Shining.
Next thing you know I'll be running through a maze while Johnny is chasing me with a snow plow - in 98 degree weather. Johnny? Jack? Jack.

I need more peach ice cream.

Thursday, July 22, 2010

the competition

Thought you might enjoy this. It's a reprint from my other home.

It begins innocently enough. After working (like a dog) the time comes for photographing a few new handbags. I pull out the camera, then I beg coax politely ask the model to take a little time out from texting looking at magazines studying to pose for me. And so it begins...

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one nice photo down...

[ you hear the theme from Jaws playing quietly and gradually getting louder ]

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she begins to circle her victim

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distracts her with a gentle nudge

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alas, the camera hog in all her glory

Model yells, "But it's all about ME!!"

heh heh heh, not this time, you daft human!

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That's right. It's all about me now!

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"Clearly my profile is superior."

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Until tomorrow,

Thursday, July 15, 2010

vacationing with teens

My apologies. I have been the ultimate bad blogger. The biz has taken up my entire existence. Just ask the family. I do however, want to share our recent vacation. Follow me into the big, black wormhole otherwise known as teendom.


they play hard.


while the adults float like slugs. do slugs float?


they shop and say things like, "buy me this. i NEED it."


they sleep. anywhere. with anything.


they wear dorky shoes when no one their own age is looking.


teens ignore all forms of communication while experiencing the bonds of close friendship.


as a little side. my score is the bottom one. which is why the adults do this...


enough said.


back to the teens... they sleep more.


teens relish the thought of taking pictures of themselves.
even these.

For a great cobbler recipe, visit me here.

until next time.
what new and exciting things have you experienced this summer?

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

her mischievous behavior

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We were so proud of her. She was trained to stay off the sofas and chairs. Well, we were proud for a few years. Then I began to hear a sliding sound followed by a thump in the middle of the night if I happened to walk through the dark den.

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This was followed by daytime sneakiness. I would catch her taking a nap on the sofa. Eventually we gave up. She'd ruined the sofas and chairs with her long nails. She was constantly shedding. It was terrible. So we bought a leather sofa.

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Now? Now she blatantly climbs onto any piece of furniture except for her own bed. The cat sleeps there.

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Now if we could just do something about the dog.

Sunday, May 30, 2010

got attitude?

whats after 29?

[ got attitude? ]

well if you don't, you'd better locate it - and quickly.

Sunday, May 16, 2010

another one

I have this sick habit of stealing youtube videos from Jennifer over at Hope Studios. Heck, why not??? She does all the legwork. I reap the benefits. I love this.

Saturday, May 8, 2010

goodbye mom

A young man shopping in a supermarket noticed a little old lady following him around. If he stopped, she stopped. Furthermore she kept staring at him.

She finally overtook him at the checkout, and she turned to him and said, "I hope I haven't made you feel ill at ease; it's just that you look so much like my late son."

He answered, "That's okay."

"I know it's silly, but if you'd call out 'Good bye, Mom' as I leave the store, it would make me feel so happy."

She then went through the checkout, and as she was on her way out of the store, the man called out, "Goodbye, Mom."

The little old lady waved and smiled back at him.

Pleased that he had brought a little sunshine into someone's day, he went to pay for his groceries.

"That comes to $121.85," said the clerk.

"How come so much? I only bought 5 items."

The clerk replied, "Yeah, but your mother said you'd be paying for her things, too."

Friday, May 7, 2010

well if you REALLY loved me...

what's after 29?

If you REALLY loved me, you'd build me a disney house for Mother's Day.

No kidding. this house is about five minutes from mine. It is a private home occupied by an elderly couple. Story goes that the lady loves disney so much that her lovingly devoted husband built it for her. It actually has a "mote" lap pool surrounding the entire house.

whats after 29?

I would kill to see the inside of this place. Can't you imagine that the kids are wondering what the HELL they'll do with this house some day. lol

(sorry for the photo quality. I took it while driving. yeah not very safe, but hey)

Thursday, May 6, 2010

life's too short for...

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I just did this on my other blog an it was so much fun. I'm giving my list first, then you comment adding your "life's too short for..." and I'll add it to the post with your link. Okay, here goes...

life's too short for...


instant coffee

being serious

not reusing, reducing, recycling

Now it's your turn.

{{ life's too short for... }}

a day without a good laugh (the card family)

you're next.

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

true comfort

a full tummy

a snoring cat by my side

a margarita in my hand


a new hairstyle and color. :)

happy happy

joy joy joy joy joy...

tell me about your day?

Monday, May 3, 2010

Sophie, Guest Blogger

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Hi all! Sophie here. The boss is really tired after a long day of doing whatever it is that she does in her room of stuff. Allz I know is that when we walked outside today to point the black box at a few of those things she's obsessed with, I spotted a goose standing by the pond, close enough to catch! What's a black-haired girl to do?

I didn't actually catch the goose monster, but I ran her into the water, then I swam around in circles. The boss was clearly cheering me on. I felt proud. She was so happy with my watchgirl duties that she promptly gave me a bath, toweled me off and sent me straight to my porch.

What? (You'll have to speak louder. I have watery ears at the moment.) Did she get to point the little black box toward the things she put together? No, she decided she'd rather give me a bath. She'll be back tomorrow. Until then...

woof. woof. drool. drip.

Friday, April 30, 2010

the extraordinary slacker

what's after 29?

Can't believe I haven't posted since Sunday. I'm becoming an extraordinarily talented slacker. In my own defense, I've been working my tushy off! My brain, instead of having typical conversations with itself, is in overdrive thinking thoughts such as SEO, sales, work, promotion, work, promotion, blah blah blah. I really miss that inner voice - you know, or don't you? - the one that answers back? No? You don't hear that voice? Okay. Well. Um, neither do I.

Great news!

Hubs and I are EMPTY NESTERS this weekend! Break out the margaritas and quesadillas! We're getting a little jump on cinco de mayo. So, if, on the local or national news, you hear about this middle-aged couple who broke wild, well...

It wasn't us.

So, what are your plans for the weekend?

Sunday, April 25, 2010

What Not to Do

What not to do when posing for prom pictures.

Don't do the vogue pose if you're double jointed.
You tend to get carried away and freak out your date.


Again, no model poses or facial expressions.
You'll just come out looking mentally challenged.


Don't pout.
It causes premature frown lines and doesn't do anything for your date's attitude.


Don't fight your date.
Heaven forbid you let him know that you're actually stronger than he is
- another quick way to end the date early.


Much better.
Just remember...


His hand is only allowed in that area. No higher, no lower.

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Happy Happy Saturday!

I hope your Saturday has been splendid so far. I have a little announcement for you, my What's After 29? buds. On my other blog, having to do with my actual occupation, (what? you think I'm just a fabulous writer 24/7?) I am hosting a giveaway for the sweetest, most eco-friendly, and totally rad (yes, I can use that word because I'm over 29) reclaimed leather wristlet. For the men out there, a wristlet is like a small purse and your wife/girlfriend would be most impressed if you won it and said, "here honey, I got this just for you". So, what do we do? We march ourselves over to my other place pronto to enter.

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Isn't it cute?

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I like to call it my...
Reclaimed Leather Soft as a Baby's Butt Wristlet.
Okay, so I need to work on my titles. Sue me.

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Tip of the Day:

Tip of the Day:

Before you completely take apart a little purse to repurpose into a fabulous new purse or wristlet...

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Just for future reference.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

it was the cats fault

what's after 29?

I'm sure you've heard, maybe even used the excuse, "The dog ate my homework". Well, I'm using that excuse this morning except this time, it was the cats fault. So, I was on schedule and set to write my Tuesday post last night when all of a sudden I realized that the cat was NOT sitting next to me on the sofa. In fact, I couldn't remember the last time I'd seen her. I proceed to look and search and walk outside, calling her name (she's old and declawed and couldn't defend herself against wild animals such as coyotes or hawks who swoop down and, what the what??? How the heck did she get out anyway?). I looked in the pantry, in the basement. Suffice it to say I look everywhere.

Crying, I gave up and went to bed. Woke up at 2:00 a.m. to walk around again to search. No Oreo. Woke up this morning. Went to the front door, the back door. She had simply vanished. Went to feed the dog. Opened the cabinet, under the sink in the laundry room, to get the dogfood, and guess who pops out? Yep. She's proceeded to gorge herself on yesterday's dinner and immediately threw up. I missed her.

Monday, April 19, 2010

can we flip flop?

Dear smart ass,

Can we flip flop?

How about I'll be the teenager now and you can be the parent?
...just wondering.

{ this picture has nothing to do with the parent/teenager thing }

{ totally unrelated photo, but my personal best so far}

Friday, April 16, 2010

this is the way it is

this is the way it is...

what's after 29?

dogs are like children

what's after 29?

cats are like teenagers. yep.
or is it the other way around?

have a good one,

believe it or not...

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