Lucky, lucky me

I count myself as among the lucky. I have become acquainted with many fine folks here in the www. Okay so I think they are fine. And mumbling and grumbling over coffee on lazy mornings would be a treat. And the following is about two such loverly lucky things…


I’m sure I don’t have to remind y’all that this has been National Poetry Month and how I’ve been doing the daily prompts as offered by Robert at Poetic Asides (no this is not a commercial)…

So’s anyways I was asked for a few poems to be looked over and edited by Georganna of A Writer’s Edge, which she did only for her own entertainment - As poetry is a personal thing making it somewhat relative to edit; (relative to the person writing and what they are conveying) and an editors changes may incite a shift in the overall emotion that the poet was sending. If that makes any sense to anyone other than me. Okay now the point She is going to post one such poem of mine sometime today Wednesday 4-28-2010 and I must say that I’m very excited and sincerely touched and honored by this wonderful gesture of www friendship. Thanks so much Geo!

Now on to some poetry crazy-a$$ed’ness (a word I just now made up) I was also lucky in that I was asked to participate in a Daisy Chain event by Drwasy, well my dear internets I seldom pass up a poetry challenge and plus it sounded fun. We each were to start a poem with whatever rules and theme we wanted and e-mail it to the person on the list that appeared after us. Things went a little awry as they are inclined to do when traveling by way of the www, it’s world wide after all. I won’t put my starter here as there is still some discussion as to what their end may be, BUT I will post the silly (yet fun) poem that I diddled up to mark the event (and using the prompt from April26) Ladies and Gentlemen and Others, here for the first time is…{exciting music of your choice)



Daisy Chain


Five starters made it around (to me)
And then no others could be found
Oh me, oh my who was to blame
It wasn’t busy Melissa
On accounta she couldn’t play
Robin sent to Mark and then he to me

And I on to Tony and he to Linda
Michael and Laurita were in the chain
And three went missing the email way
Oh who to blame
It was poor ol’ Doug that got picked

And being the good sport, that I hope he is
Said Our Distant Friends are Impetus
And the Citizen Three remembered
July 12, 1979 was like a Speedball

And then they went on to The Dream
Of an Early Spring which weirdly turned
Out to be Terminal

And now you too have been zapped
By the gang and their fun daisy chain


Back to lucky me – Silly is as silly does and sometimes a little crazy a$$ed’ness will lighten the load; worries can get carried off by nonsense and laughter

Disclaimer: I don’t know any of these fine folks, virtually or otherwise, (other than Linda) so as for Doug, I only used the terms Old and Poor as an artist prerogative, for all I know he is young and very (very I say) wealthy.

The Woodlands of Texas

I know, I know this was almost a month ago, but hey I have good reason for not telling y’all about it. Just give me a few minutes of your precious time and I’ll let ya know what that reason is.

Feature Artist

I love looking at and touching art even the pieces that are not necessarily pretty to me. We went to The Woodlands Art Fest back on April 11th and I had a good time. Looking and talking to some artist and taking a few pictures and what not. Nope I didn’t buy anything, I tend to be cheap these days. Speaking of which, I, for the life of me, can’t figure out why some of it cost so much. I mean come on $5,000.00 should get ya more than an unframed 24 x 36 painting. With that said I don't know what these artist prices were. (hint this is a disclaimer) Hah, I should be an artist!

Oh wait I am. Where’s my $5,000?

Beautiful dancers

So’s anyway I still love it. And I suppose they do need insurance and junk, and dear ol’ Uncle Sam insists that they pay taxes, and they need electricity to work by or even use in their art, and then there is the cost of materials for the art…holy cow it’s amazing how expensive some of the stuff I use is. No wonder they charge so much.

Now why did it take so long to post this, well I was busy planning to have lunch. Yes sometimes it takes a while to get up the nerve and set up a place and time and stuff. especially when one is meeting a blogging friend. Which I did. Go ahead ask me who… Okay already I’ll spill the cheese cake Dorriane Darden of Free Ice Cream. She is such a beautiful person! Inside and out, not that I saw her insides or anything. We talked about everything. Lunch took a while. We laughed and poked fun at people, not really I just thought it would peak your interest. Did it?

We did talk about Jai, who we have deemed to be a beautiful caring soul and it must be so, cause we said so. And back to Drain, she has studied hard to become the writer and author that she is, a struggle I’m sure some of you, my dear internets, can understand. Me, well I don’t study writing so much…with its intricacies of grammar and how to say it so that it’s understandable, by people other than one’s self. What the best’est way to write dialogue is and use a specific dialect while doing it. Not to mention the research that is involved, cause a good writer better base something on fact, even in fiction writing. IMO That is what helps to make stories believable. (in case you didn’t know) Holy dictionary ya know that is a lot of work. That’s why I write poetry - no grammar (not much, well by me anyways)

Oh in case you are curious the lunch was awesome, I highly recommend eating at the Cheesecake Factory. And according to dear Dorriane my accent is not that bad hick-i-fied!

Alas I have fallen behind, but just a bit on the PAD—don’t tell Robert. I’ll catch up, heck I bet it won’t take me 2 seconds. In fact I’m sure I’ll spend more time thinking about it than it will take me to write it. Y’all do believe me, right? ah, I know you do.

Now I’m off to the grind stone to sharpen my quills and pulverize some walnuts (for ink), after all I have to catsup. Oh shoot, where’s my paper making junk…

Barking Birds

I watered the veggies, which amazingly enough are not dead—YET. I am still writing a poem a day using the prompt over at Poetic Asides for the April Poem a Day challenge in honor of National Poetry Month. Are you playing? Have you written any poems this month? Hey no need to get snotty, a simple yes or no answer will suffice. Okay so what else did I do today..humm I watched little birdies flitter about the back yard and squirrels barking while they quivered their tails all crazy like and junk.

 And then as luck would have it I went off to read some of my dear internets starting off by climbing Jai Joshi’s Tulsi Tree - looking for the cake man, then I was off to Wales to see Digital Gran – and some of her work. I just had to go over and check on the Dream Builders – well cause I want it all baby! And that Bee Repartee – is such a card, when she post that is. Then I settled down to read some Chronicles of an Exhausted Mom – very exciting so I had to go hangout some Down River Drivel – to see how the family is a doing before I headed off to check on Writing Through Rose Colored Glasses – hey she could have posted or did she? Speaking of guys, okay so lets speak of 'em,  let’s check in on My Name is Not Bob – he always has something to say about something or nother, okay so maybe not cause of NPM. Now get out there and see some of my ususal hangouts. My what's hanging out?

Come and get it my dear internets; this little Super Peeps Club thingy is waiting for ya no strings or springs.

Project? What project?

We finally got the new sofa, it’s 8 foot long and 45 inches deep. A manly sort of sitting space to be sure and I love it. Both of us, Beloved and I can lie down to watch TV together and there is room for baby girl (as long as she doesn’t mind feet in her lap) Have I ever mentioned how much baby girl hates feet. Oh yeah, the object of this post is the project not feet and not baby girl. See along with the sofa we got a big a$$ ottoman instead of a coffee table and because we weren’t sure how the fit would be in the living room we waited to get end tables. Y’all remember the Autumn Adventure we had and that forced us into all the newness going on in the living room.


Yeah, yeah on with the project already, I hear ya. Because the sofa is long it really didn’t leave room for the chair we had bought… a lovely navy blue rear back chair so it sits by the newly fire glassed fireplace, very cozy for reading and gazing upon my Beloved as he sits dozing on the darkt gray manly sofa with his feet propped up on the coffee ottoman. His glass of water sits on the floor. WHAT—What---what?

I looked and looked for end tables that would fit, not just the sorta style we have going on but also the peculiar space (lack thereof). I hunted in all the local furniture stores, found one that “would work” but cripie who in their right mind would pay $200 for one half sized end table that just sorta “worked”? Not me that’s for sure. Then one day while walking around the Wals-Mart I saw something that would be perfect. Okay almost…it was the perfect color, perfect size it just wasn’t a table. So I didn’t buy ‘em, but let the idea smolder and stew for a couple of days in my brain and thought what ta heck, even if it didn’t work the most I’d lose was like $75 and some of my Oh so available time. And I was pretty sure it would work so I bought 2 of ‘em.

Saddle seat bar stools. Sanded a bit off the top ends, to even the surface a little cause of the dip and all. Then I took some of the left over tiles from around the fireplace and did this

Found some faux wood trim at the Lowes store, painted it the same gray/black of the tiles on the fireplace, used liquid nail to adhere them to the stools, er I mean tables

And we ended up with these awesome custom made end tables! Yes 2 of ‘em for less than ah hundred bucks. And beings how this was TAX WEEK (yikes) I needed to save some monies.

There ya have it my dear internets, the completed and, I think, successful Project.

Now tell me have you done some type of project for your home? And if so How did it turn out?

UnPerfect ... MOI?

Okay so I got this email the other day and in the subject line it said “PaigeUnPerfect” just what was that supposed to mean? I deleted it on accounta they are obviously a crazy a$$ and don’t know me so good and how I AM ALWAYS, yes ALWAYS RIGHT! Just ask my Beloved.

Now onward and upwords; (fear not my dear award giver outters I have not forgotten you, the time will come; just not this time)

So y’all know I’ve been doing the annual Poem a Day Challenge hosted by Robert Lee Brewer of Poetic Asides and I just now, yes this very second thought I should share a couple with you. Because you are my dear internets and you want to see. I so know you do!

Day #10 prompt – write of horror – yeah I flopped on this one, not a single edged butterfly knife in sight, but there was a plain…

Razor’s Edge

Darkness fell with eyelids
                  .sliding down
Breathing slowed, heart rate too
Unfamiliar sights drifted across
                   .an empting mind

Drip – drip – drip

Behind the closed white door

Down – down – down
               .then there was no more


Boo! I knew I scared ya and next comes

Day # 11 – write using this phrase “The Last “__”” fill in the blank, have I mentioned that I think rules have curves, not so much unlike moi. Hey who said bulges? Cause that just ain’t right. Straighten up y’all, this is serious. No, I mean it.

The Last “___”

As if they were pushed away
--they fell
till the shelf was all but empty and
all the a-e-i-u and even the y’s
were spilt, lying there in a puddle
I picked them up and grasping
at red and white bendy straws
I kinda just simply used what
--there was

Ta Dah! Now how’s about you? Have you written any violets are red and roses are blues?

Hey where's my top?

Let’s see what have I been up to today? Was it something fun or not? You my dear internets will have to decide for your selves, after you read this post of course.


AhhChooooo - means I dusted. Not too fun for me, but very funny to someone watching me have sneezing fits. After which I played dress up- Not fun for me, but great for Wals-mart because of the need for clothes that actually fit somewhat half a$$ed instead of just half of it. And wouldn’t you know there was still time in my day to pick up Baby Girl from school and that was fun for her and the drive wasn’t so bad for me now that my car is back home and I can actually shift the gears and go topless. Oh yeah!

Then this afternoon I got on the ol’ computer and visited some of my dear internets, such as: Kind Over Matter - because it does so matter, then I was off to The Sharp Angle – who have interesting ways to look at things. But As I See It Now – always gives me good food for thought as does the Musings of a Writer Chick Living in Paradise – one can never have too much paradise ya know. That is unless you ask Aunt Amelia’s Attic – who is award free but I don’t care as she has to love me anyways (being an aunt & all). One always has time to visit for a little Morning Ramble as it is sure to wake up something. Like Susan’s Snippets photographs and words do. Speaking of words Dorriane Darden is full of ‘em. Please do drop by these dear internets as they are the newest honorees of this award/badge thingy. Pick it up; there are no strings attached.

Springy-Dingy-Gone

Well spring made it to our house and the plum trees bloomed, then the pear and finally the nectarine. Will we get any fruit? If we do will the squirrels beat us to them? Who knows, now it’s summer. Yes already. Spring was about 2 days then bam-a-lang muggy summer fell upon us.

We worked in the yard all day! I bet our neighbors are glad because the front yard looks 100% better. I’m not joking when I say it really looked like crap. Ya know just like the yard of an abandoned house and really I guess it sorta was. We had not done anything since they cut the tree down in October, but now it’s all better. The rose has a bud on it, I planted tomatoes in the flower bed where the hibiscus used to be, before it froze and refroze.

And as I type this post the phone company is laying new Fiber Optic Lines you will never believe where…that’s right in our back yard. Which, by the way, just happens to be where the fruit trees are and the shed. Yes folks this survey reading, mortgage document specialist put a shed and trees, oh and a little vegetable bed right in the 10 foot utility easement. Yes my dear internets I knew where it was, but the service poles on are the other side of the fence, so the odds were in our favor that that it would be no big deal-e-oh at all. Did I mention they are “laying” fiber optic lines-- underground? Yeah they are digging in the back yard as I type. But not to worry they are using this hammer do-hicky that is in a hose thingy that pounds it’s way though the ground. It seems to just be vibrating the ground near the trees and under the veggi bed. And who knows maybe they’ll like it, y’all know all that shaking and rocking what-not. I’m not that big on the work part, but I like the sitting and admiring part don’t you?

So have you gotten the chance, weather, to work in your yard? Do you have a yard?

and the WINNERS are...

Thank you all for coming, this was fun for me especially since I got to eat & drink the leftovers. All right here we go.


The prize winners from my Stupid Blog Party. Okay I want y’all to know I worked very, very hard on these prizes, well except for the one totally “store bought item” See here I am making some prize winner cards…

Instead of doing something like this

Drum  roll Please –

Dorriane - Free Ice Cream guessed the closest to what I poured the hot bubbling grease into she said “a thin plastic bowl” And actually it was a thin plastic cake icing tub. What was I thinking? N~O~T cause is was such a terrible mess to clean. In fact I think that countertop in my old house is still greasy. Some of your guesses were really Stupid.

Deanna - Deanna's Blog was drawn as a winner for the Stupid Blog Party Attendees Category

In My Comments Category the winner is Elizabeth - Ramblings

And out of the Party Attendee’s’ Commenter Category the winner is Susan Fields, who commented on Jai Josi's Tulsi Tree (ah, ha y’all say “I didn’t know one of my commenters could win a prize” Surprise, says I.

And the last prize winner’s name that was drawn from all remaining attendees’ and commenters both here and on party attendee’s blogs goes to Jai - Jai Josi's Tulsi Tree

Please be sure to provide me with your mailing address (paigevonliber at gmail dot com) and I’ll get the prizes out to y’all soon. Oh but first I have  to draw from my crown which prize goes to who, or should that be whom? See to be fair (cause I’m that way) winners and their prizes were randomly drawn.

Oh y’all want to know what the prizes are? I’ll leave it up to the winners to divulge their prize when it arrives at their home. But I know how curious my dear internets are so here’s a photo of the most awesome’est, coolest, to die for prizes. EVER

In the back is a white store bought apron, I added the sweet pocket and my blog logo. Then starting at the left and moving toward the right there is a shapely wooden box (painted by moi) with some of my handmade papers inside. A totally store bought egg separator, which is the stupidest thing ever. A blank book I made from a recycled calendar photo and some of my handmade papers. And a handmade bookmark is somewhere in there. I hope y’all enjoy. I have to run I'm expecting the Easter Bunny soon, but first one question for y'all dear internets...

Who is having the next blog party and what’s it gonna be?

Time for a Stupid Blog Party

Hi, come on in. How ya doing? I’m so glad you came for my Stupid Blog Party. Help yourself to the snacks, and then find a seat... So you wanta hear my Stupid story? Of course y’all do, that’s what you’re here for.

So this one time (but not at band camp) I cooked up some fried chicken. Being the southern girl that I am I wanted to make some cream gravy to drench all over the mashed potatoes, but I had all this extra grease in the skillet. And naturally I needed to pour some out, now I don’t put grease down the drain which meant I had to find something to pour the bubbling hot grease into. For the first prize who can guess what I used? Remember this IS a stupid thing. So guess away (guessing ends at midnight Texas time) Winner announced SOON and LIKEWISE all other prize winners announced SOON if not sooner-huh?

How’s about a Stupid Poem to kick off National Poetry Month (so what if it’s an old one)

CHRISTMAS SURPRISE

Ready to play a game?
Everyone keep it a secret,
Don’t tell. Here’s what we’re

Gonna do. Take one pen with
Red ink or a marker
Evenly write out the first letter of
Each line in this acrostic poem
Nice and slow now.

Can you guess the
Answer
To this special riddle?

Pretty pitiful, huh? Go ahead say it
Out loud…I dare you
Oh my, Gummy Butt, it’s your
Prompt of red-green cat poop!


Now EVERYONE Please mingle amongst yourselves grab the Stupid Blog Party 2010 Participant Badge. Play met and greet, laugh and point fingers, because it’s okay to do that at my Stupid Blog Party. Now have a nice drink (beer and karrits and pickeled eggs for everyone) and tell me all about your Stupid Post

Jen – Unedited

Sandy – Abandoned in Pasadena
Deanna – Deanna’s Blog
Georganna – A Writer’s Edge
Dapoppins – Dapoppins
Jai – Jai Josi’s Tulsi Tree
Elizabeth – Ramblings