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Random Thursday night musing/update:

So, I think I was flirted with a couple of times today.

Although, my interpretations of other people’s actions is SO off who knows?

We had a very dapper man come into work late in the day.  Fedora – great socks, great shoes, great vibe.

I scribbled on a note to one of the owners “I bet he’s a musician!”

THEN, I heard him tell another owner that he was, in fact, a musician. Jazz.

You know me – I can’t edit.

Before he left:

“I KNEW you were a musician.”

Him: How?

Me: You have that aura – that vibe.

Him: (slight wink) yeah …  I think I’ll see you around.

Is that flirting??? I just don’t know anymore.

THEN, I drive through McDonalds (insert dry heaving sounds here) but, Nic has been sick (high fever) and was requesting Sprite and McD’s UG!

I had 6!  SIX cars in front of me – just wanted to be home, but lined up.

When I got to the ‘pay’ window – a young man (after I smiled and handed over cash) proceeded to tell me when he was off and that he was moving into his own place that night.

He also shared he was 20. (Turns out, he went to school with Nic, lol)

So – am I reading too much into these things?   Or is this new smile just bringing the boys/men to the yard w/out milkshakes?


Regardless – not interested.

As a co-worker once said – “If you were turned inside out and scraped, there’s not a part of you ready for a relationship.”

And she was right then – and right now.

But DO love my smile!!!!! 🙂


Debauchery Soup meets YouTube!

I did it.  After watching a pretty awesome video on Netflix about YouTube I created a channel.

Yes.  I will be live and in person and very vulnerable excited to share more of me with you.

This blog has meant the world to me – now I’m opening the door a little further because I love sharing!

“Sharing means caring” pops into my Barney memory bank and oozes out to my QWERTY fingertips.


I hope you like. I hope you subscribe.  It’s awful – I know.  But I’ll find SUCH ways to have fun with this.

Go here!



Crushin’ on the Candy Saga

I have a new obsession.  Told you how flighty I am when it comes to games.  My BFF, like OMG, totally got me into Candy Crush on FB.


And to be honest, I’m only blogging about it right now because I’m waiting for a flipping life to restore so I can go back to playing the Candy crack Crush.

Bingo’s out the window.  I have Jelly beans and what-not to clear from the ever increasingly difficult boards. 

I made my son play the game so he could send me a ‘ticket’ to get to the next series. (You need 3 friends to send you them in order to keep movin’ on).  It’s times like these I’m the most grateful I have friends.  “God, thank you for my friends, especially the ones that send me lives and tickets for CCS.”

Had a rather intense session that sucked all 5 lives out of me earlier.  The trick is this – you don’t lose a life if you can get through the level – but fail … and die you will.  Then the little girl in the picture above actually cries! 

It’s heartbreaking!

So much pressure! 


That’s for making the little candy girl cry!

It has fun sound effects too – crunches and music and, and … when you make an invalid move, there’s a little snorting sound. ^_^

Adorable as all get out.

I told my friend Lisa about that sound when we were discussing the game (gawd, what have our conversations come to?) and she ever so cleverly, as I knew she would – responded with ‘Oh, does it?’.  Pffft.  She knows.  Oh yes, she knows.

Apparently she’s on Squatch level.  (Don’t you love that?  Whenever Nic and I are watching Finding Bigfoot we giggle whenever they say ‘Squatch’).  I’m apparently on some lemonade dragon thingy level. 

AND –  I do believe a life has been restored so it’s time to wrap this sweet post up.  And clearly, (and let’s face it, a little pathetically) due to the nature of this post, I’m obviously not referring to my life.





Deep thoughts @ ‘too bloody early O’Clock’

SO I was thinking. (Uh-Oh). I’ll begin with why I’m up.  My alarm went off, I blatantly ignored it with a thump to the snooze button, then actually acknowledged the 2nd set of beeps. 

oh crap meme

PANIC!  Oh crap!  It’s 6:33!  I’ve got to wake Nic up!  Get his breakfast!  Get him out of the door in 7 minutes to make the bus!  Okay, if I hurry, I can get ready for work and drive him to school … (yes, he’s 17, get off me, I like our routine, besides, he sleeps like a log and doesn’t hear his alarm).

Oh.  That’s right.  It’s Saturday.  And he’s not even here. 

Ta-da.  I’m up.

I’m not one of those ‘go back to sleep’ types.  Dammit.  So I’m up.

Back to thinking.

I have a book someone loaned me called ‘The Big Book of If’s’.  Thought it would be fun to post one a day on my Facebook page and see what people had to say.

This morning was ‘If you could have God perform one miracle today, what would it be?’

Yesterdays was ‘If you could change one thing about your mother’s life, what would it be?’

Now – I recall every birthday as a girl, blowing out the candles, squeezing my eyes tight and (oh so originally) wishing for a pony. Actually, I wished for a horse.

birthday candles

Never got one – did go on to become quite a good rider in both English and Western.  But I digress.

What if *poof* there was suddenly a horse in the garden? 

When we’re little, we don’t think about the fact that the horse might actually need things.  Like, oh say, food.  Room to roam, medical care, new shoes, accessories, baths, being picked up after, etc. etc.

Had a similar thought when the Power Ball lottery here was up to half a billion dollars.  No, not that I would buy a pony, but about our initial gut response to what we would want, or want to do without considering the side effects. 

If you’re not a greedy, self-centered bastard, which describes no one I know thank goodness – one repeated answer to ‘what would you do if you won the lottery’ is usually ‘I would give a lot of it away, help people’.

Very noble.  Very kind.  Very.  However, (and this is how my mind works) what about the butterfly effect?!

What if you help (with all good intentions) someone out of their tough situation and they were supposed to be going through it? 

I can vouch for the fact that when things were really the darkest, I came out of it stronger, more self-aware, more spiritual and a hell of a lot more grateful. 

I’d have to carefully assess someone’s entire situation before giving them the ‘gift’ of money.  Money doesn’t make everything okay.

Are they working?  Are they trying?  Are they making the best of things? 

Bailing someone out is a lot different from helping someone up.  I’m not saying I wouldn’t be giving money away left and right, because I totally would – I’d just have to take time to know if it was the right thing to do in each situation. 

OK.  Onto the ‘If’. 

Thought long and hard about the mother question.  In some selfish way, I considered a lot of changes I could have wished for her, but then I probably wouldn’t have been born.  We can’t have that!  Good grief.

Even if I wished she knew her value – that could have deleted me right out of the picture.  If she knew her value at a younger age, she may never have slept with my dad!  She might have remained celibate for crying out loud.

Remember the monkeys paw people!! (What is it with the critters?  Butterfly effect, Monkeys paw)


So my answer ended up being ‘that she had her dad longer’.  He passed too soon.  And she has regrets that she didn’t get to say good-bye and they weren’t speaking at the time.   But, then again, who’s to say that didn’t teach her to be sure to tell everyone from that point forward that she loves them while they’re here? 

This is my point.  Everything has a ripple effect.  We may not see it.  We may not understand it.  We may not like it.  But it’s true.

If I hadn’t lived my ‘Debauchery’ bits, well, first, this blog would be called something else.  Secondly, there would be no Nic. 

Reminds me of that song by FUN – the last part:

“My heart is breaking for my sister and the con that she call “love”
When I look into my nephew’s eyes…
Man, you wouldn’t believe the most amazing things that can come from…
Some terrible {lies|nights}…ahhh…”

So we have to be careful what we wish for.  And as for today’s ‘if’.  Could wish the miracle would be ‘no war’.  ‘No sickness’.  But – if there werent’ sickness or disease, how soon until the Earth just spiraled right out of orbit with the intense weight of the mega-population?  We procreate faster than we die these days you know. (I have absolutely no facts to support that, and I’m not going to look it up either).

I shall answer today’s ‘if’ this way. 

‘If you could have God perform one miracle today, what would it be?’

I would ask that he fill everyone with compassion. (That or Serenity, I can NEVER just pick one thing!)

And then I would hope that one of the compassionate people would come by and give me a pony!


Debauchery in the soup aisle

Debauchery Soup finds it’s way into the grocery store!

Here’s another

And one more

And the checkout lady completely missing the fact that she encountered my soup!