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Monday, November 26, 2012

Mock Me Monday - Attention to Detail

I don't wear nail polish much.  I used to get my nails done - and I fell in love with the clean classic look of a french manicure.  Ever since then, I find most polishes look tacky in comparison.  (let me emphasize this only applies to my own nails.  My daughters paint their nails all sorts of colors as do many other people I know and I think their nails look lovely, but I prefer to keep mine rather subtle).


I recently found this nice orangey color and did all my nails.  After a couple days though, they started to chip so one morning I took the nail polish off...or so I thought.  I got to work and looked at my right hand and burst out laughing.  I had taken the polish off seven of my nails but left the last three.


I tried to chip the rest of it off while at work so I'd match, but of course that paint was on as solid as could be.  Don't think anyone noticed, but still...

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

OOOO, Gotta Share...

I might be lagging behind the curve.  I often am.  I just stumbled across a site that is chock full of awesome gift ideas - so I had to share.  (easy to remember, right?)

Lots of cool things in all price levels.  Enjoy!


Monday, November 19, 2012

Mock Me - Bathroom

I need an easy post today and so you're going to get a pictorial tour through the various incarnations of the bathroom in our old house.  Don't know if I ever posted this before...but if so it was so long ago there are bound to be a lot of people who never saw it.

This is the way it looked when we moved in:  All white with blue fixtures:

This was the first painting.  This was supposed to be a soft peach, but it came out more terra cotta.  Not happy.  Soooo, six months later we tried again...

This time we went pink.  Not sure if I did this without hubby's knowledge or if we just decided to take turns making over the bathroom.  Ahhhh, I miss that shower curtain.  One of my all-time favorites.

After pink we went with a jungle theme.  Gotta say I love this faux finish - and it was a total accident.  One wall (you can't see) had leopard print fabric on it.  Just use liquid starch like you would wall paper paste and voila fabric sticks to the wall!

We went for a sunny yellow after the jungle.  Pretty bright, isn't it?  Well you ain't seen nothing yet because one weekend, while I was away, my husband got into my stash of acrylic paints and did this....(scroll down)

Once we had a meter reader or cop or someone 'official' in the house and he asked if he could use the bathroom.  I TOTALLY forgot to warn him.  He came out with eyes as wide as saucers.  Poor guy.

See that bath mat on the floor?  I made that...took forever but it was soooo soft to step on after the shower!

the guilty party....

The upside to this bathroom (despite making me laugh every time I went in there) was that you never needed to bring a book or the newspaper!  Staring at the dots was distraction enough! 

Wednesday, November 14, 2012


Cody recently informed me that stop signs used to be YELLOW and were changed to the familiar red somewhere in the 1950's.

I don't usually fact check the boy because he's almost always right - it's just a waste of time.  We just assume he's right and move on.  Something about his statement piqued my interest, though, so I Googled it. 

Aaaaaaaaaaaand he was right.

Take a look:  The change was made in 1954 according to THIS website.

Who knew?

And just for fun, here's a peek at what stop signs look like around the world.

Thanks for STOPPING by...happy writing!

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

And the winner is....

The winner of the tarot card reading is....Tami Von Zalez from

Tami, shoot me an email:

MissVSpeaks (~at~) gmail (~dot~) com 

and I'll hook you up with your personal reader.  

The rest of you will be happy to hear I haven't exposed myself in the last 48 hours!

Monday, November 12, 2012

To Hell With Propriety

It all started because I packed my dresses away.  If you live in a climate like I do, switching out your wardrobe from Spring/Summer to Fall/Winter is an annual necessity.  We made our switch back in October.   

(There's always a but in my stories, isn't there?)
But, as I put my laundry away last week I found a lovely brown skirt that I thought I had packed away.  It was going to be in the fifties last Thursday, so I decided to wear the skirt with my knee high brown boots.
I didn't discover the problem with this plan until I went out to pick up lunch for a meeting we were hosting.  I work in a secure building which means there's a camera on the front door and you have to get buzzed in.  Anyone in the office can watch the camera via an intranet site, and so I hoped no one was watching as I left and discovered the brisk breeze trying to blow my skirt up.  

At the time, I laughed, thinking how I could write that into a story sometime.  But anyhow, I'm getting off track.
The lady at the restaurant handed me four plastic bags of food.  I snorted, and she asked if I needed help.  I joked that I always seem to wear skirts on windy days and I was concerned about having my hands full.  She laughed, clearly understanding my great dilemma. 
Sometimes I need to pay closer attention to that voice in my head.
One step out of the restaurant, and preoccupied with not flashing everyone in the place, I missed the curb.  I might have recovered my balance had I not been so concerned with trying to tame my skirt with the weight of the my hands were thrust unnaturally behind my body and ultimately I fell ... kinda skidded, actually, into one of those cement parking bumpers.  Squished two tubs of spaghetti and my skirt went flying over my head  anyway.  In full view of a restaurant overflowing with customers.
Thank God I was wearing underwear.  (Hear that, Mom?)
Next time (and you know there's always a next time with me), I'll be more concerned with keeping myself up than I am with keeping my skirt down.

In other news, I am going to reveal the winner of the tarot card reading tomorrow.  Twelve days late, but not forgotten!

Sunday, November 4, 2012

Dance Dance Dance

I know I owe y'all a winner for the Tarot card reading and I'll get the entries compiled and pull a winner this week, I promise. Been a little hectic around here, and I've fallen behind. If you haven't entered, now is a good time! Just click THIS and scroll to the bottom for the whole scoop.

In the meantime, I'm going to try to post the most adorable video of my son at the mall yesterday. It's not a true Mock Me post since I didn't do anything laughable, but since the whole point of Mock Me Mondays is to make you smile, this fits the bill perfectly.  

I believe he'd been watching Gangham videos, because he dressed himself up and asked for a ride to the mall where he danced in center court for about 5 minutes.  Then he roamed the mall breaking into dance periodically.  

Sorry about the odd angles - he did NOT want to be filmed, so I was trying to be sneaky.  Edited this down from a much longer piece, but this is about as long as I could post without making Blogger spit it back at me.