MCCA

Some of you may remember how I have talked about being a good citizen in the community and how Beloved and I took that class a couple years ago…


Anyways here’s good news for those of my dear internets that live in Montgomery County Texas, you now have the opportunity to join in this great experience of learning about our Sherriff’s Office, its Deputies and various departments. It is a once a week class for 14 weeks and you will be surprised by what you learn and the people you will meet. No, it won’t get you out of any tickets; duh we are learning how to be good citizens and support those that are employed to protect us. Okay so maybe not everyone will be able to complete the application process as there will be a background check for felonies and what not, so if you fit that “profile” you may want to abstain…Otherwise please check out the website and participate, be sure to tell Brice that I (Paige) sent you. Of course he won’t have a clue who that is, but trust me when I say it would be so funny for Shrek, I mean Brice to wonder who the H - E double hockey sticks Paige is.

Have no fear my dear internets that don’t reside in Montgomery County Texas, check with your county in your state to find out if they offer a similar citizen awareness class. If they don’t tell them they should and kindly direct them to the Montgomery County Citizens Academy website to learn more.

So what happens after you complete this 14 week class, well my dears you can become an Alumni where you can volunteer to do neat and fun stuff in the community-like doing Ride Alongs with a Deputy, being in parades, corralling folks at county events and other stuff. Some things include getting free tee shirts and who doesn’t need a free tee shirt. Rhetorical question no need to answer-unless you really have a new fresh sort of answer.

Did I mention there are some pictures on the site, wonder if I’m in any of ‘em?


FTC Disclaimer: I received no compensation for this post (not even a free tee-shirt)

The wrong what?

Don’t let this shock you but while I was working out the other day in the “health room” this song came on my ipod. Nora Jones, Don’t know why. Anyways it makes me tear up every time I hear it. It is beautifully sad. So tell me, my dear internets, is there a song that makes you cry or tear up every time you hear it?


So did y’all hear that I have decided to continue my photo blog for another 365 Views By Me? What you haven’t, you really haven’t? You can find it in the same place as it was for 2009…oh that would be here. Yes, I’ve told you before it is perfectly acceptable for me to promote myself and my useless endeavors, especially when it gives you all so much joy and delight. Not to mention the possible hits on those keywords could and will bring me.

And one last but not least bit of non-interesting lifely things in my life…my last fortune cookie said…

It failed to mention to use caution as to what one (meaning moi) would deem the right time, when in all actuality it may totally be the wrong time.

Bragging of sorts

Well of course it’s braggin, now I’m not a natural bragger regardless of what you think you heard. But, don’t ya just love the but, not like Sir Mix A Lot does but the other way. Y’all member when I told you about the FTC (Federal Trade Commission) rule changes? If not you can find my post here. Well anyways, in one of the paper magazines I subscribe to, The Writer, volume 123, Issue 2 (I love this magazine) on page 8 is an article about the FTC Rule Changes; and in Writers Digest Magazine (Feb 2010) on page14 titled "Blogger Beware ?" (I love this mag too) And, AND remember you heard it from me first (First is said a sing songy sorta way) and this is me bragging.

Okay so that’s all I got, my dear internets. Maybe not exciting to you but it was exciting for me.

And now tell me and all my dear internets what it is you brag about. I guess you can include your children if you must, but (hey there’s that but again) I was sorta hopping to hear something about YOU. Come on give us the scoop—What about You do You brag about?


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Daybreakers Movie

Member, I told y'all in my post that I would review this one. Not a horrible movie. What does that mean*

You have to like vampire movies to go see this one. Now I’m talking about Vampires not that Twilight wanta be vampires glittering stuff (I’m on Team Who Gives a Rat’s Ass).

Spoiler alert!

Daybreakers was a bit cheesy, but I like cheese. A virus befalls mankind in 2019 (coming soon my dear internets) and it turns humans into vamps. Those that didn’t catch the virus are either turned, put in storage for blood harvesting or hide. The vamps are running out of blood, cause they are too dumb do learn from The Matrix movie and their humans die of old age. Okay so their top hematologists are working on making a synthetic blood (think True Blood series on HBO). Turns out some vamps care about humans and their own undead vamp-kind, and he is trying to find a cure. Blah, blah, stuff happens—Vamps die—Humans die, love is hinted at and ta dah a cure of sorts is found.

Like I said it’s not a horrible movie, predictable yes but not horrible. It did have quite a bit (haha) of gratuitous gore with squirting blood and ripping body parts. I don’t like gore-hinted at ok but don’t show me. EEE-u!

Now you want to see good Vampires I recommend True Blood, as mentioned earlier it can be found on HBO we are sitting around the hotel house with bated breathed waiting for season 2 to come out on DVD and Season 3 to begin.

*wait for the Daybreaker DVD
 
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It was the Alarm

There I was sleeping and dreaming {cue your own favorite personal dream music]. Let’s see what was I dreaming, I was skipping through a green grassy field…no I was riding in a fast car down a two lane road…no maybe I was ball dancing in a beautiful purple flowy dress and spiked Barbie shoes? We will never know what it was because that dream was sucked right outta my head. Stupid dang ol’ alarm that went screeching and blaring and making that God awful the hotel is on fire noise! Holy CRAP! FIRE! No kidding my dear internets the alarm went off just before midnight, argh. We jumped up slipped on shoes, grabbed coats, pants, precious laptop and medicine. $hit, $hit, and my purse. We walk quickly out the door, there was no smoke, my eyes were very blurry, but no sign or smell of smoke. There was some kind of weird smell and someone asked what is was, I said that’s a skunk, but really I think someone farted. No it wasn’t me.

The Needum fire department guys were there in about 5-7 minutes. Yea-way to go team. They went up on the 3rd floor where the alarm was first set off, that would be the 2 floors above our room. The police came and went up. Firemen were walking around with tools and such. A policeman was standing near us we could not help but over heard what was going on. Yes I so did eavesdrop, you know you would have too.

Are you ready for this? Turns out someone (Room 315) didn’t want to go all the way outside to smoke a cigarette so they smoked one in the stair well. Did you hear me? THEY WERE SMOKING IN THE STAIRWELL! Lazy a$$ smoker got ticketed and fined and I think kicked out the hotel. Oh my dear smoking internets please don’t let this be you, please don’t get caught smoking in a non-smoking area it’s expensive.

So now back to me, after parading around for over an hour in my pjs we were let back in our room.

Baby Girl tossed for about 5 minutes, Beloved took 20 and me, well I lay there writing this post (not on the computer but in my head) yes complete with typos. And then I would edit it which meant I had to start it all over from the beginning. I don’t mind telling you that I’m a bit tired.

So why then was this not posted first thing today? I knew you would ask so I’ll tell you. We meet with the Oncologist down at MD Anderson. So we had to leave the not burnt up hotel house before the sun got outta bed.

Okay here’s the news for that: Protein is the same (this is good), but the cancer count went up slightly over 1000 points (this is not good) So what’s the plan you ask…

Two months complete bone scan, MRI with and without contrast, blood test and 24 hour urine test. Dr. Wang (pronounced Wong) will work out a treatment plan, penciled in for starting something in March.

Please forgive blurry photos, typos and missing words, as I know you, all of you my dear internets will.

So the other day

on my birthday we were at the movie theatre, Beloved was buying tickets

“Three for Daybreakers, please.” ***movie review next time as this post is all about moi.

Baby girl and I were standing sorta behind him. I could see the cashier glance at us…

She said, “Any seniors or students?”

Wha, wha, WHAT? Oh yes she did. I could understand her mistake after all I was wearing a big coat (it was 26 degrees F) a scarf around my old turkey neck, celebrity sun glasses (it was sunny) and I had a fresh hair cut so my silver threads surely must have been shinning so brightly that she could only guess that maybe I was. A student, now wouldn’t that have been sweet, but no she meant senior. SENIOR. If she only knew that I am actually (surely) 10 years younger, nah 15 years her junior and a much better crazy a$$ than she. Humph!

No wait there’s more…Beloved latter whispered to me that he almost turned around to ask me, “Mom are you a senior now?” What a man, I just have to love him. Well I do on accounta we are married and that makes me obligated. Doesn’t it?

Guess what? I brushed my teeth with my right hand. WoooWhoooo! I’m such a big girl.


Here is a weird question for all my dear internets to ponder

Does the tongue wrinkle when people (not me) get old?

and World Peace

I know this is out dated, but I blame my condition of pain and laziness for not posting it prior to now. Ah come on my dear internets you love me in spite of it.

Peace was in the news due to the holiday season and O’s acceptance of the Prize. The nomination was made because of what he aspired to be and do, that that somehow was enough; that because he was the first mixed race to be elected here in the U.S. it proved his motive and work for peace. True he did say he had not done anything to actually receive the honored award, but…

Yet he accepted it and that is the part that embarrass’ me as an American.

Since when did this award become the Nobel Peace Prize for what you MIGHT do?

In my opinion he should have shown his gratitude for the nomination (as that would be the ethical and proper thing to do), but also declined the nomination because of his actual lack of having done nothing to deserve it. Yes, I’ll say it my dear internets, O should have passed on the nomination and let it go to someone who HAD actually done something towards Peace and the betterment of humanity.

Should I dare mention the prize money? Okay, I will, he cannot keep the monies as that is not legal, not that that has stopped him from doing other illegal things…so anyways the plan is that he will donate it to charity. Hum, wonder how much the Committee will be paid to figure out what the worthy charity is?

And so much for the Nobel Peace Prize, I suppose now it can be called the Intent for Peace Prize;

Sorta like the age old joke of the beauty pageants… {picture Sandra Bullock in Miss Congeniality} fluttering away tears, covering heart, adjusting the sash and saying “I really do want world peace!”

End of rant ah taint tant

Okay so maybe I need Peace you know how I get when we are awaiting news of Beloved's test every 3 months and it's that time again.

O' lookie see

Silly title for my first real post of the year twenty ten. Good news for those who follow my recovery, I was able to put my bra on all by myself on the first day of this great new year. I know, I can see the excitement in your eyes. Yes all the way from this side of my screen. My Beloved has been hooking it up for me all this time and unhooking it too. Oh la la What a man!


Our kitchen, dinning, living room and my office have been painted! I know it is really hard to contain your excitement as it is mine.

Wait there’s more, we have ordered the stove (coming Saturday), the cabinet dude has taken measurements and it appears we are on our way to actually getting the repairs done to our long forgotten home. Man, are the hotel people going to miss us. That is a straight up statement not a question.

I mean holy cow my dear internets this crazy a$$ may get to move back home soon. I think we may need a moving van to get all our crap out of the hotel house. Which is kinda sad cause now that I don’t have stitches I can actually use the heated pool. Well that is if I was to put on a bathing suit, but who am I kidding besides you. I don't have the guts. Ok so maybe I do have guts and that is the problem with the suit…too much gut. It’s okay laugh if you want to, I’ll only know if you tell me.

And here is something, I mean someone I found…

While reading over at Six Sentences I came across this 6S piece by James Vest, Forever loving blues. It is sad and very moving. Please drop by and read and don’t forget to let James know how much you liked it, as I’m sure you will.



Now let’s get out there and make this the best, absolute bestest year ever, it has already started out purdy good!

EDIT to add that the 2009 Weblog Awards are off you can read about it here