Welcome to my more 'personal' blog. Blogging is a funny thing...we tell our most intimate thoughts for all to read. Do you want to know who the person is behind all those words? Every Sunday Java from Never Growing Old will post five get to know you questions that we can copy and paste into our own Monday meme post.
I hope you also drop by my book blog BITSY BLING BOOKS. I have lots going over there too!
What is Charlie doing for New Year's Eve?
I'm really lame. I never, ever do anything on New Year's Eve. For me, New Year's Eve ranks right up there with birthdays -- I can't stand it. It means another year has gone by and I'm getting older. I know, that's a negative way to look at it. Instead, I should be celebrating all the good accomplishments and looking towards the bright future. Yeah, yeah...I think I will be reading in bed and grumbling about stupid drunks and the neighbors damn fireworks. Bah-Humbug and all that....
How tall is Charlie?
I'm taller than a bread box, but shorter than an offensive line man. I'm around 5'5 -- maybe 5'4 if I'm shrinking.
What is Charlie's favorite pudding flavor?
I don't like pudding -- it's slimy and reminds me of baby food -- or things you eat when you're sick. Yuck
What room of the house does Charlie blog the most in?
It's a tie between the living room and my bedroom. I split my blogging time equally so neither part of the house feels left out.
What is Charlie's best physical feature?
I would say my full lips. When I was younger fleshy lips weren't all the rage -- but now everyone is plumping or injecting to get what I was born with! However, my husband would probably say my hazel eyes that change from brown to green depending on weather and mood. He's an eye guy and an eye doctor. Naturally, he would fall for a great pair of marbles ;)
Monday, December 20, 2010
Be JOLLY By GOLLY!
|The Master Bedroom "Mama's Tree"|
This year's ornament was purchased just last month during a get-a-way in San Francisco. I bought a handmade fish from a small store in Chinatown. I didn't realize until after I shot the photo that behind it is the ornament we purchased from the Hotel Coronado when we vacationed in San Diego. So far the farthest I've journeyed to buy an ornament is Venice, Italy. Yep, I bought a tiny carnival mask in memory of the trip.
|Artist styling of Gabe|
What's On Our Table: Christmas Favorite
1- 2lb. pkg. southern style hashbrowns, thawed
1 can cream of chicken soup
8 oz. shredded cheddar cheese
1/2 chopped onion
1- stick of butter, melted
16 oz. sour cream
Mix all ingredients together and spread in a 9x13 pan.
Bake 350 for approx. 1 hour or until potatoes reach desired tenderness
Homemade White Hot Chocolate
Easy slow cooker recipe
Prep time: 5 mins.
Be Jolly By Golly Blogfest!
To see my "Patriotic Christmas," and get another yummy recipe, visit my book blog:
Sunday, December 12, 2010
I want to know your White Elephant -- or the worst gift you've heard someone else received. Here is a few I'll share to kick things off!
1. Snow tires (from husband to wife)
2. Brake pads (from husband to first wife)
3. Brakes (from same husband to second wife!) Yep, he's repeating his mistakes.
4. A year's supply of Weight Watcher meals (home delivery)
5. Hair removal system for a girlfriend
6. Toilet plunger
Okay....it's share time. Spread the joy and let people know what gift NOT to buy this season.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
*Crinkling my nose* I will be lessening my time online to concentrate on producing this dratted thing that is dying to get out. As my friends and family know all too well, when I'm submersed in writing I become even more of a recluse. Interruptions are a big no-no! Yes, the evil wicked witch is working sign is going up on the office door. As usual, I will be taking breaks throughout the day and will check in and (god-forbid) if I get blocked, I'll appear in public for brain cramp relief.
At the very least, I need to vomit some of this creative goo onto paper. It's a bit out of my comfort zone, but even if it sucks -- I must try because for some strange reason, this idea wants life.