Month: December 2015

The Mansion Party Syndrome

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When I was younger, I used to daydream about Prince.  I would imagine what it would be like to be at one of the legendary parties at his mansion.  These were your typical lame-ass young girl fantasies.  Prince would come trotting out in his stilettos like the sexy little satyr that he was and he would play guitar for us.  Perhaps our eyes would meet for one magical moment.

But then I grew up, and I got a newsflash courtesy of Cold Hard Reality:  I would never actually go to one of Prince’s parties.  It just wouldn’t happen, in the same way that I would never date that old school crush or become a good dancer.  It wasn’t a painful realization, as by then my life had turned out to be far more unpredictable and meaningful than any celebrity fantasy could be.

The problem is, I live in a nation…

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Weather Report

It’s a bit nippy in Tallahassee this bright December morning.  
🌴 But just look at the rest of our week! 🌴

It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas?

  
 While somewhere far, far away… 
And that’s a good thing! 

John Scalzi Gets it Right

If I were a brilliant writer I’d have written this exact review. Thank goodness the brilliant writer who is John Scalzi, my favorite Scifi author in the galaxy, wrote this review of The Force Awakens so I didn’t have to. 

http://whatever.scalzi.com/2015/12/18/my-non-spoilery-review-of-the-force-awakens/
And for Pete’s sake, follow this man and read his books!

The Ghost of Christmas Past

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I have no idea where this story starts– only Emily could tell you that, and she has been silent for years now.  I can’t fill in all the details, but I can tell you when her shadow crossed over our doorstep.

It was a fine and cozy doorstep in Ripon, North Yorkshire, England, HPIM1355 and it was our home for four fantastic years.  We dove headlong into the spirit of British life and tried to pretend that we were Brits ourselves.

We fooled no one, but we had a good time.  The kids attended British schools, my husband and I drove on the left side of the road (more often than not), and I learned how to make a mean steak and ale pie and sticky toffee pudding.

When we returned to the States in the summer of 2009, there was a posh lilt to my children’s speech, a cupboard full of…

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Cleansing

caffeine
booze
antidepressants
throw them all away
smash the bottles
discard the pills
try to find the you
that exists
without
any edges

I’ve been slowly weaning myself off of the antidepressant, Effexor. So far, so good. While I’ve had a few of the side effects that come with withdrawal (i.e. headaches, brain zaps, etc.) they’ve not yet been overwhelming. 

While I’m at it I’ve decided that I might as well stop drinking wine and coffee, too; although, I’m not quite ready to give up  my one “hoppy” beer in the evening. I think I’m doing pretty well. Let’s see what Studly has to say:

 

Studly’s frownie face.
 
Seriously, if you don’t hear from me in a few days it means I’ve gone off the deep end.

Peace, people!

No Spoilers

saw Star Wars VII
was blown away,
but just what happened
i cannot say.

there were some droids
and space ships, of course
along with tons of action
and use of the Force.

scoundrels and wookies
who still own my heart
princesses grown up
and jedis apart.

there’ll be no spoilers
forthcoming this day,
but see it asap
so we can discuss, okay?

The Force Awakened, But I Forgot To

If one placed Star Wars geeks on a numbered continuum with ZERO being anyone who’d never seen the films and didn’t particularly care to and TEN being someone who began spasming five years  ago when the newest sequel was announced and hasn’t had a particularly sane moment since, I’d fall somewhere around an EIGHT. 

You need proof? One portion of our bedroom is something of a shrine to Star Wars. I have action figures of Luke Skywalker, Leia Organa, and Han Solo, a large Yoda hand puppet, and a bank featuring a beeping R2D2 and talking C3PO. I have characters from the extended universe, numerous Star Wars themed mugs, tshirts, and books. My television remote is a light saber. I’ve seen Episodes IV, V, and VI hundreds of times each and can quote the dialogue verbatim. Yes, I’m a bonafide fan.

I remember the delicious thrill I got when I first heard the news of a new Star Wars film in the making. I might have squealed. Ok, I’m sure I squealed. Studly Doright thought I was a trying to pass a kidney stone. Good thing he didn’t go into medicine.

It felt as if those five years would never pass, but thanks to the Disney machine and Facebook there were plenty of hints and tidbits to feed those of us hungry for any link to the future release, and all of a sudden the day is here!!! Star Wars Episode VII The Force Awakens has arrived.

I played it cool. After all there was absolutely no reason for me to see the movie at midnight. I’d set my alarm and be in line for the 9 a.m. showing on Friday. 

My excitement last night was intense. Instead of singing Christmas carols I was humming theme music from the films. The coffee maker was set to make a nice pot of caffeine to help me wake up. My clothing for the event was laid out. And I overslept. 

After my initial, “Oh Crap!” moment I showered, skipped the coffee, threw on my clothes, and rushed to the theater only to find the line snaked around the mall. Crap. So I stood in another line and purchased tickets to the 11 a.m. showing that had decent reserved seats remaining. It won’t be IMAX 3D, but hey, I didn’t see episode IV in 3D. So I guess I’m going old school on this one. When Studly’s ready to see the film in a couple of weeks I’ll insist on 3D, but for now I just need to see this film.

As I’m typing this it is 9:49 local (Central) time. In a little more than an hour I will gladly enter a galaxy far, far away. So I had a slight malfunction. Han will make it better.  “Uh, we had a slight weapons malfunction, but uh… everything’s perfectly all right now. We’re fine. We’re all fine here now, thank you.” (Winces.) “Uh, how are you?”–Han Solo, Episode IV, A New Hope.

  

Peace, people!


True Story

  

I keep my blog fairly free of political posts. Oh, occasionally I’ll get riled up about something and spout off, but for the most part Praying For Eyebrowz is a peace-filled zone.

My Facebook feed is just the opposite in a schizophrenic sort of way. It’s filled with dozens of political memes along with a smattering of cat videos. I tried to go without posting political stuff on my feed, but I’m almost addicted. 

A few days ago I posted this meme. I think it’s hysterical and makes light of the whole wacky far right’s insistence that the President is a Muslim in cahoots with radical jihadists. 

 

In my comments section I found a nifty conversation between two extreme right wing conspiracy theorists who waxed eloquently about the evils of the current administration bringing about a New World  Order. On and on they went using ridiculously inflammatory language intended to get a reaction from me or my friends. And a beautiful thing happened:

We ignored them.

No one responded to these two. It was beautiful. We could’ve gotten all righteous and gone on the attack, but decided to let it go, and the conspiracy theory nut jobs played out like a couple of dud firecrackers. 

To celebrate this lesson learned I am going to declare my Facebook page and my blog  politics free zones for the next two weeks. That’s my Christmas gift to friends and family. Yes, among other things I’m a bit of a cheapskate.

I’ll leave you with a cute Christmas cat video:

http://youtu.be/Sh4wJD3Noq4

Just One More Chapter?

  

read to me mommy
one more chapter pretty please?
then i’ll go to sleep

  

once upon a time
a fierce kitty caught her tail
sweet dreams sweet kitten