It’s so nice to be doing memes again. Now that my weekends are free, I’ll doing this regularly–if only once a week.

It was so nice spending yesterday with My Prince. We hung out for a while at a coffee shop (mm–white mocha!) and then walked (in the rain) for about 45 min (hey, rain exhilarates me). to the movie theather where we watched The Forbidden Kingdom. It was awesome!!! I want it when it comes out on DVD. The Prince liked it, too. Then, since we needed to kill some time, we waited to watch Iron Man. That was when we met C4 and her man coming out from just seeing–guess…–Iron Man! My Prince had wanted to see that one, as well, so they convinced me it was worth watching. After buying tickets, we were taken out for a quick lunch by C4 and her man and then dropped back off at the theater. Iron Man wasn’t as bad as I had expected. (I’m terribly suspicious of movies that get lots of hype in the media).

Following the movie, we went over to my Sisters of the Grand Cauldron of Mischief. Yay! They finally met my Prince! And they got along SO well! Actually, it kind of scares me how well they got along. They actually teamed up to tease me at one point. Don’t those girls realize I know where they sleep?

Well, that’s all for now. Enjoy the memes below. I’m going to eat some of that deliciousness my Prince cooked for me.  

Unconscious Mutterings, Week 275:

1. State :: Kentucky–I did a report on it once.
2. Lively :: me with coffee
3. Valet :: I could use one–no, on second thought, just give me a chauffeur. 
4. Traction :: non-skid shoes
5. Official :: …duties
6. Red hot :: …Mama
7. Powder :: powered sugar–mmm.
8. Replies :: "Sarcasm? Who me?" she replies.
9. Flagrant :: The audacity!
10. Tweet :: I once had a teacher with that name.

1. what is your favorite time of the day? Anytime I am with my Prince.
2. who is your hero? My Prince comes the closest.
3. what is your favorite television program? NCIS.
4. do you have a hobby? Writing or reading, mostly. All I have time for anymore.
5. how long have you been blogging? Off and on for a few years.
6. what is your dream job? Don’t really have one. If I could live off the novels I write, that would be ideal.
7. what is your favorite place to buy clothes? Wherever they’re not outrageously priced.
8. do you have any bad habits? I pick at my nails and often leave my clothes laying around.
9. do you feel younger or older than your current age? Younger.
10. what is your dream vacation? Wherever my Prince would take me (he is well-traveled and has excellent taste).

Yesterday put my current position into perspective. Let me review since I’ve been away so long. I have been working in a different position lately. Let’s call this new position "Go-go Girl." So, as Go Go Girl, I have a specified set of duties. That’s cool. What irks me is that anytime someone needs something, they call me and I’m just supposed drop what I’m doing. Not easy when I have pickle juice covered gloves on. And I have a hard time going back to what I was doing. (*grr* What the dickens was I doing?!)

I’ve gotten a lot better at being the Go Go Girl, thanks to previous Go Go Girls who have taught me their tricks of the trade. Yesterday, however, I get to work and am told I am going to work in the old position (of which I was "Queen"). It threw me for a loop. I didn’t realize how accustomed I was to the fast-paced-never-stop-til-you’re-done rhythm of being a "Go Go Girl." In my old position, I’m dealing with customers, waiting (and waiting…and waiting…) on them to decide what they want to order, to find their money (or discover "oops!" they don’t have their money!), and (s…l…o…w…l…y…) count their money. Y…i…p…p…e…e…!

So, I came to work today thinking, "Wow. Being Go Go Girl isn’t all that bad!" *cough* Yeah, if only I’d thought that on a day that wasn’t a Friday. The idea might have lasted a little longer than a few hours. Gah! *Pulls out hair* This is so stressful! Today was especially bad because we were running low on product. And because I was not "Go Go Girl" yesterday, the state that my product was left in was less than ideal. Grr.

Oh, that’s not the best part. If I wasn’t before, this week has definitely earned me the honorary title of "Messiest Worker of the Decade." Every single day this week, I have exploded bags of onions–on Wednesday, the onions went down my shirt. That was nice–all my co-workers making such comments: "Do you smell onions?" "Is that a new cologne?" "Wow. Need some deodorant?" Yeah…nice. I’m not going into the messes I made with the various sauces. *shudder*

It sounds a lot funnier here, but as I’m usually rushed and harried, I’m afraid my sense of humor often fails me. Looking back really helps. Hey, I could be the modern Louisa May Alcott with stories like these.

The food fight at my Sisters’, for example. Pieces of bread hard enough to feel like shrapnel were hurled across the table. Some of them (I can’t imagine who threw them) dinging one of the boys on the forehead and again down his shirt. Then, one of those square take-out boxes from an Asian restaurant bounced off my head. In retaliation, My Evil Twin tossed the liquid contents of her glass in her brother’s face. Her brother then tried a few times to splash me without his sister knowing. I ended his attempts by imperiously and indignantly informing him that I was wearing a white shirt and how dare he be so perverted as to try and get me wet (I’m close enough with them that hurling insults back and forth is a sign of affection). My words caused a burst of laughter at which my brother-from-another-mother shrank back to glare at me in the frustrated silence of failure.

Ah yes, good times. I love my *other* family.

My friends are so sweet. My Evil Twin and the Evil Stalker (my dear Dark Side sisters) came over last night to give me present. It was so wonderful to see them. I was shocked when they pulled a giant gold box out of the trunk of the car and unloaded it on me. Somehow, I mananged to get inside and into my room to open it. And there it was…

Nice, huh? I seem to remember having my eye on this. Maybe I was shopping with the girls, saw it, got excited, and they remembered. I don’t know. I’m lucky to get it. Apparently, it was the last one left. I mean, the last one. It was the one on display. There wasn’t even a box for it. They wrapped it very carefully with plastic bags and such only to have Micky (My Evil Twin) close the trunk on it and crush the glass from one of the doors. Their own hearts crushed, they were nevertheless daunted. With the ingenuity that runs in their blood (and I mean that), they cut a new piece of glass as a replacement. You might notice the difference of the two panes in the first picture. The original has a milky flower pattern.

I love the effect. It looks like a true antique. It even has a little handle missing on one of the doors (which the girls said I could replace with an odd earring). It truly is special. One of a kind. Not another like it. Anywhere. *grin*

I just need to find a place for it. While I’m at it, I may as well show off my room in it’s state of near perfection.

Here’s a view of the preliminary chaos.

And the results…

Ah, yes, 2007 was a great year. It’s not really my new year, but Happy Gregorian New Year to you all, anyway! 

Scene from Aladdin: After years (maybe even centuries?), Jafar (by devious means) has posession of the magic lamp. In triumph, he bellows, "AT LAAAAAAAAAST!!!"

That’s exactly how I reacted…once I was far enough from the public to keep from frightening them. 

Yochi’s gift finally came!! At last! The waiting is over!

Allow me to share his gifts…

Three patches:

Two perfumes. The tall, blue/pink one (on the left) is french: Island Kiss. The shorter one (on the right) is called Arabian Nights.

And last (but certainly not least), the bracelet. Stunning, huh?

*sigh* Gifts from the brave and noble Prince of Arrakis. I’m going to go enjoy them now–the gifts and the letter.  

Unconscious Mutterings, Week 250:

1. Toasty :: sitting in front of a fireplace in your favorite slippers and bathrobe.
2. Allegations :: prove it
3. Herb :: tea
4. Bacon :: pig
5. Neck to neck :: which horse won the race?
6. Simon :: Simple…
7. Heels :: my favorite kind of shoe!
8. Fundamentals :: basics
9. Middle :: …man
10. Seasonings :: cinnamon! mmm

randomness…feed your mind and your blog

week of November 18: Giving Thanks

With Turkey Day so near, lets blog about it!

1. How do you celebrate Thanksgiving? I get together with family, eat, and play various games.

2. Do you cook or go out to eat? Cook. Always.

3. What has been the best Thanksgiving for you? The worst? Fortunately, I don’t think I’ve had a bad Thanksgiving. My Thanksgivings are calm and relaxing. They’re the best when my sister cooks.

4. What are you thankful for? Most of all? That would be my pen-pal, Yochi.

5. Any special traditions you do? See #1.

an extra sidedish this week:

1. cranberry sauce or gravy? Mm, gravy!

2. white meat or dark? Dark, definitely.

3. yams, with or without marshmallows? With, please!

4. stuffing or no stuffing? What?! No stuffing? Are you nuts?

5. pumpkin pie or apple pie? Oh, that’s a cruel thing to ask. Ok, with whipped cream–pumpkin pie; with ice cream–apple pie.

Grr. I was really hoping Yochi’s present would come today. Now, I have to wait til Monday. I guess that’s fair, though, since I’m sending his on Monday. It’s just seems like my life is full of waiting right now.

My Evil Twin is in Georgia; she’ll be back on Monday, and she promised to go ice skating with me.

Her Majesty and Tigger have yet to grace me with their presence (and their presents, as a matter of fact). Plus, they still have my favorite dance CD with them. Well, at least they’re going to reburn it for me. It was a little messed up. That’s nice of them.  

Then, my sister calls me up today and tells me she has presents for me–she’ll bring them when she comes over on Thanksgiving. Of course she won’t tell me what they are.

Don’t you people think I’ve waited enough already?! It’s not like patience is my strong point. Far from it. Grr. I’m done. Done with the waiting. So there.

I’ve got to go now. I’m waiting for Yochi’s next email. 

I’m supposed to be celebrating my birthday tomorrow (proud Scorpio, right here!), but it looks like only one person is coming (my awesome friend, C4). She’s important enough that I’m not going to cancel (I mean, hey, she might blow up! LOL!).

So, I’ll blog about a more cheerful topic. I have an Israeli pen pal (or should I say "email pal, typing pal, keyboard pal"?). We’ve mostly been talking about books, movies, sci-fi in general and dancing. He’s been given an Italian mobster nickname "Triple Toe Tony" because he occasionally dances like a madman. (I’m jealous. My dancing nickname is Dizzy Devie. How boring. )

It got me thinking about nicknames. That and one I’ve recently earned myself. They’re calling me Spider Woman at work. I think I had that nickname at school, too, but junior high was so long ago.

Yay. Another nickname. I wonder if I can count the ones Yochi made up (he’s my pen pal). Eh, like I can remember them all.  

Anyway, eventually, I’ll be buying myself a website. I just don’t know what to call it. I’m leaning toward Duchess of Darkhaven, but Princess Yaffa is more Jewish. I like that. Then, I was thinking Princess of Zion. Jewish with a hint of Matrix. How cool is that? LOL!

Ah, well…I won’t have the money to spare before next year. Plenty of time to think about it. 

Oh! I almost forgot! I’m still working on the final draft of my novel. I’m re-separating chapters. While I was writing it, that wasn’t a big deal. So now, I’m actually making chapters out of a huge blob of fascinating story. Nice, huh? But slow. It’s all on the computer and I have limited access. Phooey.

*perks up* I’m going to email my pen/keyboard pal now!

Shalom! 

Friday’s Feast 165:

Appetizer
If you were a dog, what breed would you be, and why? I would be a greyhound because they’re fast and they have lean, graceful bodies.

Soup
What does the color purple make you think of? Royalty!

Salad
Approximately how long does it take you to get ready each morning? Oh dear. Do I have to answer that? I like to give myself 2 hours because me+rushing+morning=disaster.

Main Course
How many cousins do you have, and are you close to them? I have too many cousins to count. Unfortunately, I’m not close to any of them; the closest of them live across the state.

Dessert
Take your initials (first, middle, last) and come up with something else those letters could stand for. (Example: SFO = Sweet Funny Otter) There’s no way I’m using every single one of my initials, ok? Let’s go with YAH = You are hilarious! (said sarcastically)

Friday Fill-in #42:

1. October is a pretty month. Not as awesome as November, but, hey, they can’t all be perfect.
2. Thunderstorms don’t scare me! Sort of…
3. Haunted houses are interesting in real life. I avoid the carnival ones.
4. My favorite scary movie is Hangman’s Curse because of the plot twist. I can’t spoil it by telling.
5. Don’t mind me. (Said just before I carry out another devious scheme.)
6. It was a dark and stormy night and everyone was nervous because they couldn’t see where I was. Muahahaha!
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to getting out of work if this storm keeps up, tomorrow my plans include Jewish movie night! and Sunday, I want to put up my new mirrors!

Whew! Can I remember all that’s happened this week? Well, I went bowling til midnight on Tuesday. C4’s had this guy pursuing her, and she decided to use a bowling night to get her friends to meet and critique him. He passed the test.

My Evil Twin and I played the first game as one person. In between turns, we gabbed about movies and such. Somehow, we got to talking about how she is a werewolf (I can’t remember why–because she’s always warm?) and how I am a vampire (because I am always cold and my movements tend to be graceful). Musing about it now, I think we got it backwards: she prides herself on being (or appearing) calm and impervious; I tend to be excitable and hot-headed–though I, too, have perfected a cold, emotionless side for certain circumstances. Maybe we’re both half-bloods. Intriguing…

On another topic! I have covered the gap where my closet door used to reside with a pretty, pink curtain. I used two sheer curtains and tied them together to the rod with sheer, pink ribbon.

Notice the tassells? Those were Imah’s idea. Now, all I have left for my royal bedroom is to install my mini chandelier and put up those huge mirrors on opposite walls from each other–for a dance studio effect. (Also, Imah’s idea.)

I must say farewell now. Work demands to be done. Bills demand to be paid. And this thunderstorm might knock out my internet again.

Shabbat Shalom! 

Unconscious Mutterings, Week 241:

1. Rita :: flamenco dancer
2. Comedy :: stand-up
3. Polar :: magnetism
4. Idiots :: Guide
5. Perception :: psychic (I know, I know; I read too much Kay Hooper.)
6. Infected :: wound
7. Fake :: a form of acting. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! We’re all going to die! Die! *gasp* Oh no! *wheeze* I…can’t…breathe…! [Imah stops driving.] Wahoo! Who’s up for ice cream?
8. Relating :: connecting
9. Distraction :: shiny objects–LOL!
10. Gamble :: dreidel. Spin, baby, spin!

randomness…feed your mind and your blog

week of sept 16: random questions

1. What’s your favorite color? Pink!

2. How many languages do you speak? One and a half. Besides English, I can read and write Hebrew–I just need to work on my vocabulary. Imah and I also drop a few words/phrases in French, Spanish, Russian, and German. Maybe a few more…I’d think about it. My favorite phrase of ours is "uno momento, s’il vous plaît."

3. Who is your best friend? My Evil Twin, C4, and Her Majesty.

4. Are you married? Not yet. I still have, oh…about 8 more years of freedom.

5. wWhat’s your favorite song? Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield.

6. What is your greatest fear? Imah hurting herself (and me) in a car accident. (Cruella de Ville from 101 Dalmations and John McClane in Die Hard 3 have NOTHING on her driving.)

7. Who is your hero? Dennis Prager–thanks to his Happy Hour.

Hmm. So much I have to say, but I won’t. Excitingedly waiting for my Sanyo Katana II. And I’m going with my Girlz to the Puyallup fair this week!!!!!!! Yeah, baby! 

I’ve determined this will be a good week. I got two black cats to cross my path last night. For me, that’s good luck.  

Unconscious Mutterings, Week 240:

1. Dork :: not to be confused with geek or nerd
2. Refurbished :: me once I get over my nausea!
3. Basket :: case
4. Mousse :: hair or chocolate?
5. Studio :: *sigh* one day…one day…
6. 8 ball :: Tell me the future… (Actually, I don’t want to know.)
7. Masking tape :: works as well as any other when someone needs to shut up!
8. Love :: heart-breaker
9. Wilder :: than you…since 1901
10. Lindsey :: Lohan (What the dickens happened to her?!)

I stayed up late night (so much for catching up on sleep) watching Die Hard (#1) and uploading the photos I got from My Evil Twin from the road trip–and the dance party. Not many of the latter turned out though. They’re in my myspace photo album now–viewable by friends only. I won’t have time today, but I’ll try to post some here on my blog later this week.

I may do it after work today. It depends…I was planning to go to dance in Seattle with C4 directly after work, but my…er, monthly sickness is nearing. It isn’t much fun dancing while nauseated. Hopefully, the diet Sprite Imah bought me last night will keep working.

I want my feet to dance…NOT my stomach! 

That and I’m wondering if I can really afford it. It’s funny how something as foolishly simple as using the wrong card can screw up your finances. Ugh. (Don’t worry; it’s all under control now. I just won’t be going on any shopping binges for a while!)

Oh, about Die Hard. I’ve never seen a whole Die Hard movie before, so our neighbor, the Motorcycle Chick, lent me the first three! I’m so excited! Bruce Willis rules! 

Unconscious Mutterings, Week 239:

1. Scrabble :: Make up words and look smart! LOL!
2. NyQuil :: *gag*
3. Roadtrip :: Love them! Can’t wait to get all the pics from Tuesday’s trip.
4. Idiot :: moron, imbecile, dunce, doofus…
5. Bandages :: mummy
6. Series :: The Legend of Ruach (best series ever…once I get it published.) 
7. Summer :: …Love
8. Prompt :: punctual
9. September :: I like that song!
10. Chicken :: dance (Please, no more weddings with this music!!)

Um, ok. Promise me there will be no pics posted of me asleep/ half-asleep and I promise not to post pics of the shirt someone left behind at my party. LOL!

No, I was NOT drinking! (Ok, ok, I may have gone overboard with the coffee…)