Cougar???

OK, so I was reading today's blog post by my friend Reba K. Writes. Today's was about Celeb Girl Crushes. You have to go read and check photos. 

I agreed with her picks but then decided that made me a cougar of sorts because I agreed with her picks. Ok, I am joking - bad joke. But, funny to me.....

Then I thought, "wait, I have lady crushes of my own" and went picture finding...

Aishwarya Rai

Aishwarya Rai - it doesn't get prettier....



Isabella Rossellini

 Isabella Rossellini was just simply beautiful!!!!!!!!

Dita Von Teese

DVT is just hot for a broad...

Sherilyn Fenn

I just think Fenn is cute.

Rita Hayworth

 Yes, Rita Hayworth - I just had to have two pictures of her...

Rita Hayworth



Raquel Welch - Sex Bomb!

Raquel Welch is da bomb

Ken Watanabe

Oh, uh, ooops, I just have a crush on Ken W - but HE is obviously NOT a lady/girl................

Ice, Ice... Maybe???

Is it half full or half empty?  

So I arrived at work 20 minutes early today (and NO, I do NOT know why I did this – and YES, I am as sane as I ever was………  Stop laughing. 

STOP!!!!!!!!!!)

I had left my trusty Crackbucks (RED) stainless steel tumbler on my desk last night so I snatched it up and  
tooled back to the kitchen to wash it, ice it, and pour baby pour………

Then it happened.

Again…

I open the freezer and there are a few cubes of ice in the ice bucket.  Thinking I like to FILL my tall tumbler with ice, I skip the bucket and reach for an ice tray. 

My usual modus operandi is to:

• Twist the tray to loosen the cubes          

  

  Yep, actual footage here...

• Pull enough ice to fill my cup
• Dump the remainder in the ice bucket
• Fill the empty tray with water
• Stuff filled trays back in freezer

Easy Peasy!!!

Doesn’t that seem like the polite thing to do?  My parents raised me to be this way. You know?

This morning I had “MY” fill (no pun intended). As with MANY times here at work, I pull one of the 5 ice trays out and it was half full.  Half full is acceptable IF:

• You do not have an ice bucket to turn the clean cubes out in to when done pilfering them from the tray
• If there is no fresh water to refill the tray with
• If Godzilla is after you and you simply don’t have time for fear of death or dismemberment

Why? WHY do people do this?  Do they:

• Do this at home?
• Think this is their house?
• Assume someone else will pick up after them?
• Have live in maids at home?
• Have an Ice-Tender?

People, no one here is your mommy. No one here is your maid. Grow up.

I think I am going to go on strike…

Wings and Thingys....

Earlier this week a workmate/friend mentioned the Big Kahuna Wing Festival coming up yesterday at the World's Fair Park.  I was also alerted that Pridefest would be going on down there at the same time. I'm not sure what my expectations where, but I was sure it would be a colorful outing.

Friday I stopped at Food City to pick up the wing fest tickets.  I then commenced to getting the animal children (4 leg'd kind, not my 26 year old) fed and cared for so I could go to bed early. I had a wicked "tired" taking me over all day Friday.  Saturday morning I drug around like the undead.  I didn't have to get up and out until 11:00am, but I woke up at six-o'dark-thirty. Buggars...  I had a powerful hunger and had to go spelunking in the dank/dark fridge to locate foodz.  I had success! Check out "Cookie Cooks" to see how that went!

No, there are times when I have NO life...

Anywho, I drug-ass out to the "WFP" with a companion, and got caught up in the Pridefest parade. I do NOT mean we jumped in. We did not mean to.  Nope.  We simply passed up parking places we should have parked in, thinking they were too far away.  Like we could not walk????  Dooooop!  Then ended up down driving on the park grounds.  Just when we thought we were home free, we realized there was a very loud and colorful parade - on the road we needed to be on....  In the way. In OUR way... In the way of several cars.  Just as we approached the intersection of "oh hell" and "this can't be happening" the traffic cop frantically waved us through to the left (when we needed to go straight) and headlong into a log jam of angry 'interesting', and mostly tattooed, women on large motorcycles.

Getting off their bikes.

In the middle of the road.

Behind us was a drag-queen displayed on a TOPLESS convertible.

Were surrounded and could not get out.  Dammit.

I like laying low, so this whole scene was not caught on 'film' and I was getting pretty 'uptight' shall we say?  Yes, "uptight" is a good term......

This little 'fun' fest lasted only a few minutes.  The same brain surgeon traffic cop who waved us through managed to lock up the whole intersection.  Then told us to go 'around' the biker ladies.  That didn't happen either.  We ended up just waiting until they moved their loud machines off down the road.  We got out of the way of her-highness.

We eventually made it back around to the original empty parking spaces.  They were filled.  We found places under the overpass - a nice hoof away.  Great...  Exercise...

While walking around, I noted a lot of 'angry' people.  Just saying...  I hate to say it, but I will have to examine my mood before attending anything of this nature again. Even by accident. Ha. I think if a group of humans wish to sway people over to being accepting of their 'lifestyle', it would be a good idea not to exude anger "en masse". I also thought something called "pridefest" would be less "demonstration" and more "fest". I am supportive of other views and lifestyles and I was kind of turned off a little by the attitudes.  Just my opinion...  I guess I live in a void.

We did make our way, finally, to Wing Fest and presented out tix so we could bypass lines getting in (only to find out that we needed to purchase other tix to buy things such as SnoCones...)  More lines and delays.  It was HOT.  When I say hot, I mean I was schweating.  We tooled about eating wing after wing after wing.  Thirty vendors and we only were able to stand hitting up about half.  There were some good wings, but few to write home about.  My friend Mr. PT SHOULD cook HIS wangs at an event such as this as he could win!

I puttered out by getting too hot and dehydrated.  We all just walked to the car, en masse, and left.

No, nothing more to say.  It was a strange day but we did manage to have fun.

Absolutely Beautiful Day

Total departure from my normal CrAzY!

I just want to share a good day and what I think are pretty pictures...

This past Saturday I was dragging around dreading an engagement.  I had promised a friend to go to a private party out on Norris Lake.  I was dragging because I did not know but one person and I was not feeling particularly social. But, I promised....

Had I backed out, this is a little of the visual I would have missed out on...

Beautiful!

The host's house was not over the top in any fashion,however it was a lovely home on a beautiful lot by the a very large lake. When you walked around back, it became obvious that this would be cool!

The view  walking down the hill

Bluegrass as its finest!!!

Spectacular!  We walked down the hill to the lake and crossed the little area, you see here, to "The Point".  The bluegrass group played on the knoll - acoustic.  Duh, no power down there.

The water and shade trees kept the temperature down in the low 70's and there were no mosquitoes!!!

I parked my sweet arse on a rock, listened to the sweetest "old school Bill Monroe bluegrass"  songs, took a few pics, and people watched.

Bonus: I met several very nice folks!

All I know is, I am very glad I did not wuss or flake out and miss this beautiful day at the lake with nice folks, good pot luck and awesome music.

I know, 
where is the sarcasm?

I hope this share made you smile a little... :)

Friday Night Entertainment: Norris Tennessee

Come out and join 50 - 100 of your newest closest friends at the Norris Community Center Friday nights 7:30-10:30pm with John Overton's band. At what other type event can you spend $6 for 3 hours of entertainment? Coupled with $1 sodas, $2 dawgs, numerous snacks, and all the dancing you can stand?  Noms are not nearly so cheap at the movies and dancing is exercise!

No matter your age, this is a good option for 3 hours of reasonably priced family friendly entertainment and socializing. If you fancy yourself an even remotely reasonably talented singer, step up to the mic even!

The first time I came here folks at the numerous tables offered up places to sit, take a load off, and listen to the music.  Now, my experience may have been skewed in that I was the guest of someone in the "music family" and, at the time unknown to me, apparently fairly well known in music circles - especially in our region.  Once done guest singing, quite a few folks came up thanking my 'sponsor' and reminiscing about recollections of their music days with Bill Monroe and Del McCoury (if you aren't familiar with those names, google away!). That is how I remember my first outing here anyway.  Scared the hell out of me because I'm not used to, nor comfortable with, even "attention by association" - without my Superman cape (otherwise known as a wig). I would have BoLTed out the door if it were not for trying to maintain some semblance of decorum.  As it were, I edged towards the exit – only to find folks outside stepping up to converse.  Hell, we were hit up at Shoney’s afterward, coming and going as well…

The band is made up of new soon-to-be, I hope, friends.  We have here John, the 'band leader' playing acoustic guitar and singing right purdy, a wonderful fiddler gone steel player & soulful-voiced singer, smooth bass player, lead guitar/deliciously-voiced singer, keep-the-beat drummer (also new to me), and a lively female vocalist. This local band’s country and old rock brings out the mature dancers to a venue without the aid of adult libations! I did not know this was possible!

Right now I'm sitting here at the “band members' friends & family table" (from what I have learned, this is normal where live bands are offered up) writing while I watch people dancing to the vibrant voices, woeful steel tones, sweet beats, and artful guitar licks in the lower lights.

I've just had chili-dawg #2 & an ice cold Co~Cola tonight.  This means I'm feeling good!

On any given Friday night you'll hear songs such as Borrowed Angel, The Twist, That Girl that Waits on Tables, You Ain't Woman Enough, Wash my Hands in Muddy Waters, Walking in the Rain, Walk Softly on this Heart of Mine, and the occasional Elvis trilogy by Elvis Evans (not his real name, but... Well, you probably get my drift).

Many of the ladies in attendance dress younger and sassier than one (meaning I) would expect in the countryside of East Tennessee.  They’re out to play in a sassy, but respectful, way (yes, a concept new to me).  The men's dress ranges from jeans and cowboy hats to dress pants and button downs. Right dapper!!!

Seriously, bring your dancing shoes because there is no shortage of men and women ready to dance it up!  In addition to the usual "Freestyle" & "Prom Hang", your experience could very well include (at a minimum) the 2-step, Rumba, Swing (no, I've no clue if it is East Coast, West Coast, or both), Waltzes, & NUMEROUS line dances...  Come alone or arrive in a pack!  You'll be taken into the fold...

Let me tell ya - GrandPas and GrandMas dancing puts a huge smile on my face (when I'm not having a full blown anxiety attack) because I grew up in a Baptist family and community where dancing just didn't happen.  I giggle while watching the elders "getting down" freestyle to The Twist and I'm marveling at an elder couple dancing, quite well, what looks to be the Viennese Waltz.  The white-haired lone lady (with the sassiest white fringed cowboy boots) what has way more get-up-and-groove than I'll ever possess. I think it quite possible that she has that flamenco dancer's extra vertebrae. Then you'll catch the line dances!  I had no idea how many there are!

The money walk commences an hour into the show. Since I don’t handle them there group games well myself, I've not joined in and thus I'm still unsure about how that group circle there works. Two hours in are the door prize and "half-n-half" drawings.

I enjoy the Friday nights I spend here when I'm at this table. I've hung up my dance card, but I'll be happy to help you find a partner. 

Come by, sit, dance, stay awhile!