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Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Why Dogs are Better

On Monday, I mentioned my sub-par speaking performance when I was put on the spot at a company meeting.  That's probably my low point as far as public speaking goes. Here is a talk I gave for a speech class (around the same time, ironically), this would be one of my high points--must keep the blog balanced!  Enjoy!


(oh yeah, I should probably warn you not to eat or drink during the following rant...)


Did you know that in 2006, there were 73 MILLION dogs in the United States? Every year millions of dogs are sent to animal shelters and subsequently killed because shelters don't have enough space to care for them all.

What is one of the biggest reasons a family disposes of their prized pooch? The birth of a baby, and the uncertainty of how the dog will react. I think this behavior is atrocious and I propose we STOP having babies and START adopting dogs. 


While this might sound outrageous at first, think about it: Dogs cost less to raise, are more user-friendly, and a whole lot less temperamental than children. After much deliberation, I've compiled the top ten reasons why dogs are better than kids:

  1. Dogs make better body guards than children.
Are you kidding me? My kids hide behind me when they run into their classmates at the store! If they're too timid to say hello to a friend, I'm pretty sure they're not going to be much help with burglars. Though their whining can get pretty shrill at times, I think a dog has the advantage here since burglars are more afraid of a dog bite than they are a toddler bite.

  1. You can teach a dog tricks…and they're easier to house-train
Now, I'm not asking that my children learn to balance a cookie on the end of their nose, toss it in the air( at my signal and not a moment before) and swallow it whole. No. But it WOULD be nice if they would oh, I don't know, throw their dirty clothes (and ONLY their dirty clothes) down the laundry chute. Or maybe make their beds without my having to threaten their life and/or freedom. A dog can be house-trained when it's just a few months old, not so with kids…we're talking YEARS!


(I should also point out that dogs create considerably less laundry than children do.)

  1. Dogs are always happy to see you, aren't embarrassed to be seen WITH you…they even come when you call.
What I wouldn't give to have my children perform this one. They are occasionally happy to see me, but more often they're embarrassed to be seen WITH me. I'm not allowed to touch my oldest when we're out in public. Someone might SEE us.  God forbid anyone find out her mother loves her.  Shhhhh.  It's a secret. Seriously.

  1. People expect dogs to smell.
Do I really need to explain this one? People think babies smell 'sooooo good" HA! Have I got news for you. Kids are odor-creating factories from birth! They poop, they pee, they throw up all over you. They hide food under their beds (not to mention in their diapers, hair, and between their toes) that not only attracts multi-legged critters to the buffet, but creates mysterious odors that you can't locate (or identify!) for weeks on end. 


Dogs? They smell like dogs.  Is that so bad?

  1. Your dog has better hearing. Dogs can hear you approaching from miles away. They will be waiting at the door, tail a-wagging to greet you (see #3 above). Your dog can hear you rustling the bag of dog food or reaching in for a dog biscuit and will come running. Your children, on the other hand, will go into hiding when you come home, just in case you want them to carry something. Your child could be right next to you, even looking you in the eye and will claim they didn't hear you ask them to take out the trash/set the table/clean their room.

  1. Your dog knows when to stop begging. 


    The dog stops begging when you tell it to go lie down, or when the sandwich is gone. Not so easy to get your kids to quit begging. I'm still looking for a sure-fire way to solve this one.

  1. Dogs won't pester you to get a kid.
Dogs can be quite protective of the kids, and get very attached, but they're just as happy without a toddler teetering behind them trying to grab their tail. My kids, on the other hand, have been begging for a dog since they were old enough to talk, and think that their existence is meaningless without one.

  1. Dogs won't complain about what's for dinner, and you can let your dog eat off the floor
Dogs don't care what you feed them, as long as you remember to do it. Heck, even if you forget a meal, they'll still love you. 


My kids? Unless we're having hot dogs, macaroni and cheese or pizza, ONE of them is telling me its inedible. And then there are those weird food rules. One has to have her sandwiches cut diagonally, another can't have food touch any other food on his plate, and when one says she wants "butter bread" that actually means peanut butter toast while "butter bread" means soft bread with butter on it….sheesh, can't you tell the difference?

  1. You can leave your dog home alone, tied to a leash, or in a cage and no one will report you to Human Services.
Not that I know this to be a fact, I've never actually tried to put my children in a cage. We did have a leash—er, safety harness—for my daughter on vacation once. I'm going to look into that cage, though. I could keep it under my deck…..

And the number one reason dogs are better than kids……

  1. If your dog gets pregnant, you can sell the children!
Just try to do THAT with your 16 year old!


Tuesday, June 29, 2010

A question...

Happy Tuesday, everyone!


Don't ask me how I did it, but somehow I rigged it so I can email ideas directly to my blog as a draft.  I have dozens of ideas just waiting to be fluffed and buffed.  This is great!


...except...


Not a one of them interests me for today.  That poses a bit of a problem you see.  What do I write about now?


While I mull that over, let me take care of a little housekeeping.  I know a lot of you unplug on the weekends, so I wanted to let you know about the Matching Game / possible contest I'm pulling together.  All you have to do is email me one paragraph from your WIP along with your title by July 9th.  I'll compile a mixed up list and we'll see if we can match the titles to the excerpts.  Maybe we'll have a prize of some sort...we'll have to see how my bank account is doing.  My email is missvspeaks(at)gmail(dot)com.


Another contest you'll want to check out is Jen's 500 follower contest at unedited.  There were 542 followers last time I checked.  HOLY MOLY, I have follower envy.  Go on over and check it out while I try and figure out what to do for a post today.


hmmmm


I know what we'll do today.  My sister in law left some conversation cards here this weekend.  I'll pick one at random and we'll all take a stab at answering it.


Ready?  (shuffle shuffle shuffle)


Who is the funniest person you have known?  What made him/her so funny?


Ahhhh, a good one.  I've known a lot of funny people, but I'm going to say this was a guy I used to work with.  He's VERY computer savvy, though, so I will refrain from naming him.  He was funny because he said exactly what he thought.  Oh, and he had no shame.  He would do anything, say anything.  He's the sort comedians, magicians, etc always pick out of the crowd.  I admired his ability to let go and embrace his inner dork...we all have an inner dork, but the rest of us spend most of our energy hiding it, not showcasing it.  His cubicle was near mine for the last year or so I was with the company and he made me laugh out loud. Every. Single. Day. 


There.  So who's the funniest person YOU have known?  

Monday, June 28, 2010

Mock Me Monday - On the Spot

I've mentioned before that I used to work on Federal proposals in another life.  My job was primarily coordination of team members, making sure that the engineers got me their technical portions of the proposal and sales got me the list of staff, then I would pull all these pieces together and make sure our proposal answered everything it was being asked to address.  I was also in charge of making sure we maintained page count, font size, formatting, styles, in both the Technical and Business Volumes.  I also got to make all the copies and assemble all the binders.


Scintillating, isn't it?


These were MAJOR undertakings and anyone involved had to clear their calendar for at least a month, while the pressure mounted each week until during the final few days NOTHING else is accomplished except last minute revisions and other proposal-related tasks.


One such proposal was hellish.  It would have been a multi-million dollar contract stretching out over five or ten years. HUGE.  We managed to get it pulled together and I dropped it off at FedEx just minutes before heading to our annual staff meeting we were holding off site...at a country club actually.  


For the first time ever we were given drink tickets.  I don't drink much, and CERTAINLY never at work functions.  But being Friday afternoon and having just completed the proposal from hell, I decided I deserved a drink.  I ordered a cosmopolitan.  It was a little strong and I downed it faster than I probably should have. I ordered a 2nd one (and my last...only had 2 tickets). I felt that delicious warmth spread through my limbs and the tension of the last month melted away.


And then my boss (the company owner) asked me to tell everyone what I'd been doing for the last six months.


I froze.


I didn't know I was going to have to talk, and I really don't do well on-the-spot.


I replied, "Paperwork"


It summed up the last 6 months rather brilliantly, actually.  But she wanted more.


I hemmed


I hawed


I laughed nervously


I said something along the lines of, "this is why I never drink"


Everyone laughed, and not in a reassuring way.


Our sales manager who was sitting next to me gallantly tried to save me, bless her heart.


I repeated the things she suggested to me.  It was colossally awkward, and something I never lived down in the years that followed.


Boss apologized later, saying she thought she had warned everyone they were going to have the spotlight for 15 mins.


No.  


She never told me.  That's not the kind of thing I would forget.

Sunday, June 27, 2010

Contest Idea...just for fun

So I was thinking again (no, I don't ever stop.  And yes, it can get annoying)...let's play a little game!


Not blackjack this time...and I don't even know if there will be a prize.  I need to check my bank account and see if I have any fundage for that sort of thing.


Here's my idea:


You send me (a) one paragraph from your WIP and (b) your working title.  I will mix them all up and see if y'all can match the writing with the title.  


Just email me at missvspeaks(at)gmail(dot)com 

EDITED TO SAY:  Let's put a tentative deadline of July 9th out there.  If life gets hairy, though, I reserve the right to push it back to the 16th.  I will then mix up entries/titles and post the results on the weekend for viewing/voting pleasure.


Saturday, June 26, 2010

Portable Art Gallery

This has nothing to do with writing, except for the fact that I have to type the post out which is technically writing.

I wouldn't say I'm a huge art fan, but once in awhile certain artists or pieces will speak to me.  The problem is art can be REALLY expensive, and when my tastes are so fickle, I have trouble spending that kind of money on something I may not like a month down the road.

What to do?  Nothing replaces the real thing, of course, but I created a miniature art-gallery for my fridge / desk awhile back.  I found these magnetic sleeves at the drug store: 


For my desk I used these acrylic frames:



You could use real frames if you wanted, I couldn't find any reasonably priced (I had a couple dozen I wanted to make for my cubicle walls)

Then I went to art.com and browsed their inventory.  I saved off images I liked,



I arranged them into a Word doc (to save paper) and printed them out on nice paper.  Then just cut and frame!  I wish I still had mine to show you (fickle, remember?).  I had one set on my fridge at home and another on my desk at work. In fact, I love this idea so much, I think I might do it again.

Friday, June 25, 2010

Pen Names


I was thinking ... 

Well, actually my thought process was pretty convoluted so I will spare you the details and cut to the chase.  I was looking at name generators and this one gives you a fake identity, apparently so you can remain anonymous online, but I think it's a great tool for character creation.  It gives you an address, phone number, even a career.  Give it a spin:


So that was fun, right?  Let's have some more.

Your magic girl name can be found HERE.  (I was Kawaii Bird Girl Cho)
 Pirate name can be made HERE (I was No Tooth Blood)
Prison Bitch Name generator HERE:  (I was The Receptacle)
Go HERE for your Reggae Name (I was Deyazmach Bongo) 
Go HERE for your Porn Name (I was Bambi Throb)

Or you can let GOOGLE HELP YOU find more time wasters.

I've got company coming in this afternoon, and so this morning while I'd NORMALLY be doing my blogosphere tour I'll be running around like a maniac getting the last of the food stuff ready and cleaning house up, etc.  SO I apologize in advance, but it'll probably be MONDAY before I get a chance to make my usual rounds.

Hope you all have a great weekend!

PS, if you use the name generators, leave a note in the comments about your new name! hahaha

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Walking in My Shoes




Walking in My Shoes is a song by Depeche Mode (see this Youtube link for a little background tunage while I get to the point)


The point is I am giving you (yes YOU) the chance to walk in my shoes.  Literally!  


These shoes to be exact:




I bought these adorable, super cute, splendiferous shoes way back when we were still buried in snow.  I tried to wear them the other day, but I wobbled all over the place.  The heel is too skinny for my uncoordinated self.

WHY OH WHY did I buy heels?  I don't do heels.  I hurt myself in heels.  Yes, even ones that are this short!




But these were PINK (my favorite color) and oh-so-cute (and did I mention on clearance?  The dead of winter is a great time to buy sandals!)


I faithfully stored them all winter.  Just waiting for the weather to warm up enough...and now I can't wear them without spraining an ankle.

Harumph.

They're a size 9, in perfect shape (see? no scuffs!)




and I will send them to YOU if you want 'em.  


We should make this fun somehow...so tell me what you think you might learn about me by walking in my shoes. 


(be as outrageous as you like, we need a good laugh this late in the week!)


Do YOU want to walk in my shoes?

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Resources for Writers

I found this list of Resources for Writers on Lillie Ammann's site yesterday.  I'm sharing it with you because there's some good stuff here.  100 free apps (yup, that was FREE folks) for writers alone is worth the click over.


I'm keeping my yammering to a minimum so you'll have time to check it out. 


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Oh, before I forget, here's a blog tour just starting to get organized.  Want in? 


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And finally, a request.


This weekend, my in-laws will be coming to visit (premature 4th of July celebration).  I will be feeding up to 15 for dinner Friday, and breakfast/lunch on Saturday.  Soooooo....if you have any favorite recipes do share!  I'm looking for something new and different.


Plop it into the comments or email it to me!  missvspeaks(at)gmail(dot)com.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Mining for words

I haven't done an odd analogy for awhile, so I figured it was time.  One of these days I'm going to make this a contest, so get your odd analogies ready!

I was struck recently by the similarities between writing and mining.

How, you might ask, is writing like mining?

Well, maybe it is more accurate to say I am like a gold mine.  I feel that value running deep inside.  I know the quality work is there.  The unique idea, the appropriate word choice.  I know it's in me.  And you should know it's in you too. 

Question is, how far down is it?  How far do I have to dig to access it?  And how much is there?  Is there enough for a career or will I be a one-book wonder? 

I'm digging for my gold.  I don't know how much rock and dirt I have to go through before I find what I'm looking for.  But I'm going to keep digging, searching.  

I hope you join me!  Here is a shovel and pick for you to use as a reminder not to lose faith.  The gold is in you, as long as you keep digging, you have hope. 

Go strike gold, my friends!


Monday, June 21, 2010

Mock Me Monday - The Softball Field


 Had a lovely weekend in NW Iowa with the fam.  Spent the day at Lake Okoboji / Arnold's Park.  It was lovely to let the kids play in the lake and literally walk into the amusement park while they were still dripping from the lake.  It was a small/older park, but we had a great time!

Now, without further ado, I present you with the latest installment of Mock Me Monday....

A few years ago, Miss C was playing softball (boy, could she hit that sucker).  If you have kids, you know that the schedule of games and practices can be grueling, especially when you have other children and a job.  

At the time, Miss K was about 4 and little Mr. C was 2.  Mr. C. was a terror at the ball field.  Devoted brother that he is, he only wanted to run out on the field with the big girls and hug his sister.  Or else he would RUN nonstop for the hour or however long practices lasted.  

It was exhausting.

But this is not about my darling angel -- except to say that hubs and I quickly learned the previous season it was best to divide and conquer where he was concerned.  One of us stayed home with the boy while the other would go to the field to watch practice.

This particular day, it was my turn.    I don't know what sadist schedules these practices, but I scarcely had time to run home and eat after work before hustling out the door again to take her to the field.  I couldn't have been the only parent who worked a 9-5 job!

Miss K begged to come with, so I agreed.  I'd have someone to talk to while sitting on the hard bleachers.

I felt self-conscious the minute I got to the field.  Not only was I the only mother present, I was overdressed having come right from work.  The dads were in shorts and sweatpants while I had a skirt suit on, complete with panty hose and knee-high boots.  

We sat on the bleachers a little off from the other parents.  Seconds later, Miss K announced she had to go to the bathroom.  I led her to the little brick building only to discover they were locked.  Apparently they only unlock them for actual games.  So, I put her in the car and rushed her to a nearby Hardee's to use their restroom.

While she was doing her business, I noticed the zipper on my boot had snagged my hose and there was a nasty run.  I took my hose off and threw them in the trash.  By then my daughter was done so we went back to the field.  We reclaimed our seats.

Miss K started to peek up my skirt.  I pulled it down again.  After a few minutes of this, she turned up the volume.  "Mommy, why did you take your panties off?"  It was loud enough for the other fathers to hear, though they pretended like they didn't.  I explained softly that I did NOT take my panties off, I had taken my hose off.  

She asked again.

And again.

And again.

Louder and louder.  Men were snickering.  I was mortified.  I told her again (loud enough for the men to hear now, trying to do some damage control) that I took my hose off and that I did still have underwear on.

(peeking up my skirt again), "I want to see."  

It was a fun practice, I tell ya.  And it was a long time before I (a) wore a skirt to the field or (b) brought Miss K with me.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Character Interviews - Help wanted

Had a little issue with blogger.  It posted this Friday even though I CLEARLY slated it for Sunday.  So sorry if any of you saw it appear and disappear.

I'm here to enlist your help.  I've been reading all over the blogosphere (like you no doubt) about interviewing your characters to dig a little deeper into their personalities.  I LOVE this idea, but the problem is I am asking all the questions I KNOW I have answers for. That doesn't do me much good as a development tool does it?

Do you see where I'm going with this?

I want your questions!  I'll give you a little sketch of who he (or she) is now, and you ask me those probing questions I need to flesh the characters out a little more.  

Ask me anything.

Whether he picks his nose
Whether he likes boxers or briefs.

If he's been abducted by aliens

If it works (ie, it gets my creative juices flowing) I'll post the answers for your enjoyment.

It'll be fun.  At least I think it could be!

We'll just do one at a time so I can really crawl inside their head before moving on.

First up, let's do my hunky husband, (ahem, that's my main character's hubby).

NAME:
Jackson Andrews (subject to change).  I see him with dark hair, which he keeps in a military-style crewcut, and icy blue eyes.  Long eyelashes and dimples. He was a dork in high school, but found his inner hottie in college.

He looks something like this:
(it's PURE coincidence that a member of my virtual harem fit this description!)


WORK:
He's 28, has an architectural engineering degree, and has his own contracting business which is doing well, but isn't quite 'established' yet...so he's putting in a lot of hours.  His father also did contracting, but kept it to mostly residential renovations.  Father passed the business on to Jackson who more or less ignores the residential side and is concentrating on creating commerical business.

FAMILY:
Jackson has a twin sister who happens to be his wife's best friend (how they met).  He's been married less than 2 years, and the honeymoon ended when his wife got pregnant unexpectedly then lost the baby.  Now he wants to take extra precautions to make sure it doesn't happen again (until they're ready) and she's chomping at the bit to start the family NOW.

OTHER CONFLICT: 
  • His father was a notorious philanderer.  His mother ignored it for the most part until one of his mistresses died and left him the house he renovated for her.  
  • Jackson never really forgave his father for this. 
  • Due to sudden health problems, Jackson lost his office manager (spunky woman near 70 whom he 'inherited' from his father's practice).  She is replaced by a sexy siren of a woman who may or may not be looking to mix business with pleasure.  His wife hates her, but she's really good at the job and he can't afford to replace her (too many deadlines looming) no matter how much his wife wants him to.
There you go...what kind of questions do you have for my hubby?

Saturday, June 19, 2010

Just A Funny



I got this in an email recently.  I could tie it into something writerly, but I'm just gonna shush and share.    

A  first grade girl handed in the drawing below for  a homework  assignment....


After  it was graded and the child brought it home, she  returned to school the next day with the  following  note from her mother: 

Dear Ms. Davis,


I want to be very clear on my child's illustration. It is NOT of me on a dance pole on a stage in a strip joint. I work at Home Depot and had commented to my daughter how much money we made in the recent snowstorm. This drawing is of me selling a shovel. 


Mrs.  Harrington 


(I laugh every time I see that! )
 

Friday, June 18, 2010

Another Win - Call for Help - and Eye Candy

First, I've got a page open for you to enter titles of your books, or your friend's books.  I have a list, but I didn't want to offend anyone by putting it up and having accidentally omitted someone.

Second, there's a poll thingy off to the side about contest prizes.  I was contemplating this today, just wondering what the consensus is.

Now, I've got three important items to discuss today.  Here, let me provide an agenda so you can follow along at home:

Another Win
Call for Help
Eye Candy (aka Vicki learns her lesson)

First, my winning streak continues.  I won a signed copy of Minder by Kate Kaynak at Disgruntled Bear yesterday!  You may have heard my squeal of excitement last night around 6:30 Central time?   If you've not been there, take a second and make a quick hop over to her blog.  Not sure how long the give aways are scheduled to last, but it's a fun place to hang out even without the freebies!

Anyhow,  a HUGE thank you to Kate for the book.  I'm excited to read it!

Let's see, where are we at on our agenda?

Another Win
Call for Help
Eye Candy (aka Vicki learns her lesson)

Ahhh, yes.  The call for help.  You are a helpful bunch.  If a fellow blogger needs a hand, I know you're right there ready to lend it.  Well, we've got a blogger in need, ladies and gents.  Our own DL Hammond is seeking to find a blogger from every state in the U.S. and he's missing a few.  I think this is such a cool undertaking, I would've done the same thing had I, you know, THOUGHT of it.  ANYWAY, go stop by his blog and see what states (or countries for you internationals) he still needs. If you (or someone you know) lives in one of the key areas, please give him a follow and comment on THIS thread

A big thank you for just taking a peek!

Okay okay....where's my agenda?

Win
Call for Help
Eye Candy (aka Vicki learns her lesson)

Ahhh, the eye candy.  Do you think I placed that at the end on PURPOSE to lure you through the post?  Yeah, you're right.  I know what motivates you ladies! hahaha.

Anyhow, I've gotta say I'm not much of a sports fan.  Hubs fills that role adequately for both of us, so I have time for other things.  Rather nice of the man, to take that burden off my shoulders, isn't it?

Well, as you may have heard, there's been a whole lot of buzz goin' on about the World Cup.  I haven't been paying much of attention because, well, it's sports.  But then, I saw THIS.

I think I may be the world's biggest soccer fan now.  Would you look at those legs?  Those arms?  Well, just look at THEM!  I was going to post one or two of my faves, but I literally could not decide!  Hubba hubba.   The lesson I learned?  I can learn to like sports....hahaha!

Have a great weekend everyone!!! 

Thursday, June 17, 2010

AWARDS!


I was about to say this was the moment you've all been waiting for, but I'm not that delusional.  You all have busy lives, I doubt you've been gnawing on your nails thinking, "when in the Sam Hell is that woman going to quit sitting on those awards?"  Yeah, I thought not.  But the time has come to clean out the award closet!

From the stupendous Stina at Seeing Creative, I got the  beautiful Blogger Buddy award. 




 I got the Sunshine Award from the wonderful Julie Musil.  (bet you thought I forgot, huh?)


Life is Good award from the fabulous Julie Dao At Silver Lining.  

1. What's your favorite genre to read? Why?Growing up I read a lot of fairy tales, then romance then horror/paranormal.  Nowadays, I'm a lightweight.  Since I had kids, I can't handle most horror/paranormals.  I'm mostly women's fiction and the YA my daughter passes on.

2. If you couldn't write in the genre you do, what genre would you write in?
I'm currently doing women's fiction, so if that was out, I'd do YA or paranormal (either adult or YA)

3. Pepsi or Coke?Diet Coke.  I grew up hating Coke, feeling like they used predatory marketing techniques.  Then, when I started buying soda I found Diet Coke had more bubbles so if I put it in the fridge today, I had a better chance of it NOT going flat overnight.  Is that weird?

4. How do you spend your Sundays?
Make breakfast for the family, grocery shopping (sometimes hubby does this solo), then I go out in the afternoon, to do whatever.

5. Penguin or giraffe?I'm going to say giraffe because warm climates ALWAYS trump cold ones.

6. What type of vehicle do you drive?We have a Honda Pilot and a Dodge Dakota

7. Would you lick a battery if your life depended on it?
OMG!  I was JUST telling my daughter that I used to do this.  I don't know why, and I don't know why or when I stopped.  So yeah, I'd lick a battery.  FYI, my daughter looked at me like I had lost my ever-lovin' mind.

8. When do you like to write - in the morning, the afternoon, or the evening?I like evenings when the house is quiet.  Sometimes I write in bed on the weekends. 

9. Which do you like more - Facebook or Twitter?
I prefer BLOGGING!  I have a family facebook account (I'll open an author account sometime, I won't be mixing the two.  Never know what my friends / family are going to say so I need to separate to keep up the professional mirage)

10. If you get hurt (like a scrape on the knee or break your arm), do you ask for a band-aid?
 LOL. Nope, I get my own.  Actually, growing up, we could ONLY ask for a band-aid if we were actually bleeding.  I'm more lenient with my kids, sometimes putting the bandage over unscathed skin just to make them happy.


Then I got the versatile blogger award from the sensational Sharon Mayhew at Random Thoughts. Sharon is officially the closest blogger to me.  We live about an hour apart, but haven't met yet (soon, though!)  She won one of the runners-up prizes during the blackjack contest and I just won All the Numbers by Judy Merrill Larsen.  Can't wait to read it!

So, I'm to share seven things about myself.   Let's get to it:

1.I sometimes freak myself out at night by thinking 'what if I were sitting here and there was a face in the window?' (I live in a split level, so all windows are on the 2nd floor...seeing a face in the window would be CREEPY).  Then I close curtains and blinds because I'm afraid I WILL see something.

2.  I have weird dreams where my teeth are crumbling and falling out.  I think this denotes anxiety in real life, but I could be wrong.

3. I didn't get my driver's license until I was 28.  Just never had a desire to drive, but when we moved back to Iowa, it was no longer an option. I HAD to drive.

4. I am an extremely curious individual.  Once my interest is piqued, there's NO stopping me until it's satisfied.  It's like an addiction that won't be denied.

5. I haven't done it for awhile now (translation: you are all safe) but I like to Google people and see what I can find.  You might be surprised how much information is out there for free. I would go crazy if I had access to one of those subscription databases.  I think this is an extension of #4.

6.  I can get sucked into a tv show in 2 seconds.  An intriguing image, a snippet of a conversation and I'm left wanting more.  More often than not, the show is not worthy of my time, but it will take 10 mins or more before I'm ready to give it up.  This is really dangerous when I'm trying to write.  (time waster!)

7. I have a huge sweet tooth.  I just ate a tablespoon of canned frosting.  (I know, I KNOW!)

I was tagged by Jen at unedited with the penmanship game, which I TOTALLY love!

I would tell you to befriend the bloggers up above, but you already have because I see your comments right next to mine, so GOOD JOB!  

I'm supposed to pass these on, but (sigh) I'm feeling lazy after inserting all those pictures and links up there.  If you want an award above to complete your collection by all means take it.  If you don't feel right about it, then email me and I'll edit this post *just for you* to officially pass the award torch on.

I seriously like this handwriting thing so much, I propose we make it into a game (and you know how much I like games!)  I  suggest you write something, scan it into the computer, and email it to me.  When I get enough entries, I will post the four or five samples of handwriting along with the participant names and we'll see who can match them up properly.  It'll be fun!  So, if you want to participate email a sample of your handwriting to missvspeaks(at)gmail(dot)com.  Make it a paragraph out of your WIP or maybe the last book you read. 

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Winners!!!

THANK YOU to everyone who stopped by to play blackjack yesterday.  I had a flippin BLAST!  I will admit, saving all the cards off over the weekend got a little tedious, but it was sooooo worth it!  We will definitely play it again sometime, promise!

I'm happy to announce the following winners:

Our first winner was Theresa Milstein who chose the $25 Visa gift card.  Congratulations, Theresa!!!

Next up was Janet Johnson, who had probably the longest, sloppiest road to 21, (how many twos did you get?) but hit 21 she did.  She chose the Movie Appreciation Basket consisting of a $10 Blockbuster gift card and associated yummies for a great night in!

Finally, Wendy Ramer also chose the Movie Appreciation Basket.

I also had 5 runner up prizes of one PowerBall ticket for your chance to win MILLIONS.  These go to the next five highest scores.  Those winners are:


Ladies, if you haven't already done so, send me your address so I can mail off your prizes.  If you want to pick your own PowerBall numbers, please also email your choices to missvspeaks(at)gmail(dot)com For more information on how PowerBall works, see this link.

I was originally going to pass out the awards I have been hogging, but I'm tired so I'm going to save that for Thursday or Friday.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

BLACKJACK CONTEST

EDITED:

We have our three gift basket winners.  There are 5 runner-up prizes of a PowerBall Ticket (you can choose #'s).  Next jackpot is $60 Million!

I'll have to cut this off at some point, but we'll at least play til the end of the day...













































BUST :( (at least you didn't lose any money, right?)


Matthew Rush

























BUST :(


Mary McDonald










































WE HAVE OUR THIRD WINNER!!!
    








































BUST :(

Lenny

















BUST :(

Talli Roland








































OUCH!  Just when we were starting to have fun!

Lindsay (a.k.a Isabella)












HOLDING






















 


BUST :(









HOLD

Janet Johnson










































WE HAVE ANOTHER 21!

kfbunny (x2)

































HOLD

















WE HAVE OUR FIRST 21!!!


Susan Kaye Quinn




















HOLD


Kristi



























BUST :(

















HOLD


Shannon O'Donnell









HOLD

Raquel Byrne











Kimberly Franklin





















HOLD





I was completely surprised no 21s were dealt.  When I conceived the contest, I did a trial run with Random.org and a 21 came up every 12 or 14 deals.  This is more fun, though. 

So, who wants to STAY and who wants to HIT?