tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9775204267497378582024-03-14T01:49:05.706-07:00Loca the CatIt's my dream to one day have an attractive, cheerfully useful blog. But in the meantime, please bear with me while I just try to make it from day to day!Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04679457147333535719noreply@blogger.comBlogger150125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977520426749737858.post-79799489782715510522010-05-12T14:16:00.000-07:002010-05-12T14:24:23.828-07:00Video of the Day: Quitame Ese HombreAh, I've been so tired lately. I've been burning the candle at both ends. Maybe even trying to burn the sucker in the middle. There's wax all over the place. Okay, maybe not, but I'm tired. :) Things will be alright by Monday, though. By then I'll have a chance to rest a bit... and then I can start tackling the yard work that is getting worse and worse by the day. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Woohoo</span>!<br /><br />Anyhow, I was listening to the radio today and this song came up. I used to love it back in the day. I never really understood it until now, though. Sigh. No comment. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">lol</span>...<br /><br />Anyhow, there's no particular reason for me putting the video on here, is there? Nope. Not at all. Except perhaps for the fact that Ms. Montenegro in a bikini is the perfect inspiration for me to continue my diet. Not, of course, that I've got a chance in heck of ever looking like <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Pilar</span> Montenegro, but still. I don't want to look like her anyway. I want to look like myself. Just better. :) So... here '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">tis</span>. Enjoy!!<br /><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w9rnjR1y18I&hl=" fs="1&" width="480" height="385" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"></embed><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Quitame</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">el</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">recuerdo</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">que</span> me <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">dejo</span>,<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">quitame</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">el</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">vestido</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">destrozalo</span>,<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">bajame</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">del</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">cielo</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">donde</span> me <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">llevo</span>,<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">bajame</span> y <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">de</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">nuevo</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">subeme</span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">hasta</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">el</span> sol.<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">Quitame</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">esa</span> idea <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">de</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">serle</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">fiel</span>,<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">quitame</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">el</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31">deseo</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32">de</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33">estar</span> con <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34">el</span>,<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35">dejame</span> en la <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36">mente</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37">ganas</span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38">de</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39">volver</span> a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40">verte</span>.<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41">CORO</span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42">Quitame</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43">ese</span> hombre <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44">del</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45">corazon</span>,<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46">quita</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47">de</span> mi <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48">cuerpo</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49">su</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50">sensacion</span>,<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51">anda</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52">quitalo</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53">tu</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54">anda</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55">quitalo</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56">tu</span>.<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57">Borra</span> con <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58">tus</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59">labios</span> lo <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60">que</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61">el</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62">beso</span>,<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63">llega</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64">donde</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65">nadie</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66">jamas</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67">llego</span>,<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68">anda</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69">intentalo</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70">tu</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71">anda</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72">intentalo</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73">tu</span>.<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74">Quitame</span> la <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75">venda</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_76">que</span> me <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77">cego</span>,<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_78">quitame</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_79">de</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_80">golpe</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_81">esta</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_82">obsesion</span>,<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_83">siempre</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_84">queda</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_85">espacio</span> para <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_86">un</span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_87">nuevo</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_88">amor</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_89">siempre</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_90">si</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_91">el</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_92">que</span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_93">llega</span> es <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_94">muy</span> superior.<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_95">Quitame</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_96">esa</span> idea <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_97">de</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_98">serle</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_99">fiel</span>,<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_100">quitame</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_101">el</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_102">deseo</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_103">de</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_104">estar</span> con <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_105">el</span>,<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_106">dejame</span> en la <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_107">mente</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_108">ganas</span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_109">de</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_110">volver</span> a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_111">verte</span>.<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_112">CORO</span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_113">Quitame</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_114">ese</span> hombre <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_115">del</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_116">corazon</span>,<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_117">quita</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_118">de</span> mi <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_119">cuerpo</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_120">su</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_121">sensacion</span>,<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_122">anda</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_123">quitalo</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_124">tu</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_125">anda</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_126">quitalo</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_127">tu</span>.<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_128">Borra</span> con <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_129">tus</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_130">labios</span> lo <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_131">que</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_132">el</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_133">beso</span>,<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_134">llega</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_135">donde</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_136">nadie</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_137">jamas</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_138">llego</span>,<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_139">anda</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_140">intentalo</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_141">tu</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_142">anda</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_143">intentalo</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_144">tu</span>.</span><br /><br /></span></em>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04679457147333535719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977520426749737858.post-52189400972436842522010-05-04T13:26:00.000-07:002010-05-04T13:49:15.204-07:00Video of the Day: Hot n' ColdOkay, okay. I know that <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X75mry1LcFg">Katy Perry</a> does this song. However... Bowling for Soup totally rocks it. I can't wait until <a href="http://www.wildflowerfestival.com/Homepage.html">they hit Richardson in a few weeks</a>. In the meantime, here's this. Enjoy. :)<br /><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kYuir7JusGo&hl=" fs="1&" width="560" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"></embed><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"><em>You change your mind<br />Like a girl changes clothes<br />Yeah, you PMS like a b*tch<br />I would know<br /><br />And you always think<br />Always speak cryptically<br />I should know<br />That you're no good for me<br /><br />'Cause you're hot then you're cold<br />You're yes then you're no<br />You're in and you're out<br />You're up and you're down<br />You're wrong when it's right<br />It's black and it's white<br />We fight, we break up<br />We kiss, we make up<br /><br />You, you don't really wanna stay, no<br />You, but you don't really wanna go, oh<br /><br />'Cause you're hot then you're cold<br />You're yes then you're no<br />You're in and you're out<br />You're up and you're down<br /><br />We used to be just like twins, so in sync<br />The same energy now's a dead battery<br />Used to laugh 'bout nothing<br />Now you're plain boring<br />I should know<br />That you're not gonna change<br /><br />'Cause you're hot then you're cold<br />You're yes then you're no<br />You're in and you're out<br />You're up and you're down<br />You're wrong when it's right<br />It's black and it's white<br />We fight, we break up<br />We kiss, we make up<br /><br />You, you don't really wanna stay, no<br />You, but you don't really wanna go, oh<br /><br />You're hot then you're cold<br />You're yes then you're no<br />You're in and you're out<br />You're up and you're down<br /><br />Someone call the doctor<br />Got a case of a love bipolar<br />Stuck on a rollercoaster<br />Can't get off this ride<br /><br />You change your mind<br />Like a girl changes clothes<br /><br />'Cause you're hot then you're cold<br />You're yes then you're no<br />You're in and you're out<br />You're up and you're down<br />You're wrong when it's right<br />It's black and it's white<br />We fight, we break up<br />We kiss, we make up<br /><br />'Cause you're hot then you're cold<br />You're yes then you're no<br />You're in and you're out<br />You're up and you're down<br />You're wrong when it's right<br />It's black and it's white<br />We fight, we break up<br />We kiss, we make up<br /><br />You, you don't really wanna stay, no<br />You, but you don't really wanna go, oh<br /><br />You're hot then you're cold<br />You're yes then you're no<br />You're in and you're out<br />You're up and you're down, down, down, down...</em></span>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04679457147333535719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977520426749737858.post-11590749745813789342010-04-21T10:31:00.000-07:002010-04-21T10:37:52.987-07:00Video of the Day: Me VoyImagine getting up the nerve to tell someone what this song conveys... and then the person responds with, "Okay. I'll talk to you later." It's like, huh?? Did you not listen to what I just said? lol. Okay, whatever. <em>De todos modos, me voy.</em> It's up to your schizophrenic self <em>si me sigues o no.</em><br /><em></em><br /><em></em><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-4JF7h5CyvI&hl=" fs="1&" width="480" height="385" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"></embed><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"><em>Porque no supiste entender a mi corazón<br />lo que había en el porque no tuviste el valor de ver quien soy<br />porque no escuchas lo que esta tan cerca de ti<br />sólo el ruido de afuera y yo<br />que estoy a un lado desaparezco para ti<br /><br />No voy a llorar y decir que no merezco esto<br />porque es probable que lo merezco pero no lo quiero<br />por eso me voy que lastima pero adios<br />me despido de ti y me voy<br />que lastima pero adios me despedio de ti<br /><br />Porque se que me espera algo mejor<br />alguien que sepa darme amor<br />de ese que endulza la sal y hace que salga el sol<br />yo que pense nunca me iría de ti<br />que es amor del bueno de toda la vida<br />pero hoy entendí que no hay suficiente para los dos<br /><br />No voy a llorar y decir que no merezco esto<br />porque es probable que lo merezco pero no lo quiero<br />por eso me voy que lastima pero adios<br />me despido de ti y me voy<br />que lastima pero adios me despedio de ti<br /><br />Me voy que lastima pero adios<br />me despido de ti y me voy<br />que lastima pero adios<br />me despido de ti y me voy<br />que lastima pero adios<br />me despido de ti<br />me voy<br />que lastima pero adios<br />me despido de ti<br />me voy </em></span>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04679457147333535719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977520426749737858.post-59867440563350121242010-04-12T11:23:00.000-07:002010-04-12T11:29:03.812-07:00Video of the Day: Mirando Las EstrellasOkay, this isn't actually *my* video of the day. Someone dedicated it to me last night. So it's actually someone else's video of the day. Or maybe someone else's video of yesterday? Whatever.<br /><br />Anyhow, when I Youtubed it to give it a listen I found this really sweet video that a guy did for his (former) girl. Hopefully she reconsidered and returned to him. It's obvious he put a lot of thought into the video. Maybe they're together even now. I hope so. Regardless, here's the vid. The song is by Banda San Jose de Mesillas. Enjoy.<br /><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Frd4ixThkM&hl=" width="480" height="385" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"></embed><br /><br /><em>Esta noche quiero decirte cuanto te amo<br />que ya no puedo callar lo que siento por ti<br />quiero gritar al mundo cuanto cuanto te amo<br />quiero escuchar de tus labios que tu tambien me amas a mi.<br /><br />Ya no soporto estar un dia mas sin ti<br />pues sin tus besos no consivo la razon<br />paso las noches nomas mirando las estrellas<br />y preguntando a la luna si volveras.<br /><br />Todavia esta en mi cama tu aroma<br />a donde quiera que voy en mi mente estas tu<br />esta pasion que llevo en el alma me esta quemando<br />te necesito cariño regresa y vuelve a mi.<br /><br />Ya no soporto estar un dia mas sin ti<br />pues sin tus besos no consivo la razon<br />paso las noches nomas mirando las estrellas<br />y preguntando a la luna si volveras.</em>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04679457147333535719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977520426749737858.post-41875202111417647032010-04-09T12:41:00.000-07:002010-04-09T12:48:58.637-07:00Video of the Day: HealingI was driving to work this morning and listening to my trusty brick-sized mp3 player. Then this song came on. Kelly Price singing Healing. I don't think I'd even heard the whole thing before today. I've probably had it on the mp3 for a while and skipped over it every time it came on because it might have been a bit too gospelly. This time, however, I listened. And then listened. And listened again. I've listened to this song several times today. It's like Kelly is sending a special message to God just for me. So I sing with her. So that He can hear me... and heal me.<br /><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eV4P7TI522o&hl=" fs="1&" width="480" height="385" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"></embed><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#663300;"><em>[Chorus:]<br />I need a healing for my soul,<br />give me a healing for my soul.<br /><br />I need a healing for my soul,<br />give me a healing for my soul,<br />just for my soul, I need healing.<br /><br />(Lord, I'm looking for a new life),<br />(it's just for my soul),<br />just for my soul, I need healing.<br /><br />('Cause I'm tired of crying all night),<br />(just for my soul),<br />just for my soul, I need healing.<br /><br />[Verse 1:]<br />Lord, I need Thee, oh I need Thee,<br />to take away this pain and misery,<br />'cause God, I just can't do this by myself,<br />I need help, Lord.<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />[Verse 2:]<br />Lord, I've made some terrible mistakes,<br />gave my body and my soul away.<br />Now I come to You 'cause I need to be whole,<br />heal my soul, Lord.<br /><br />[Chorus 2:]<br />I need a healing for my soul,<br />give me a healing for my soul.<br /><br />I need a healing for my soul,<br />give me a healing for my soul,<br />(just for my soul, I need healing).<br /><br />I need a healing for my soul,<br />give me a healing for my soul.<br /><br />I need a healing for my soul,<br />give me a healing for my soul,<br />(just for my soul...)<br /><br />[Bridge:]<br />I need healing for me, that's what I need.<br />I've been brokenhearted, torn apart,<br />but Lord, I know that if I only trust You,<br />You'll exchange my issues for Your virtue.<br /><br />I need a healing for my soul,<br />give me a healing for my soul.<br /><br />I need a healing for my soul,<br />give me a healing for my soul,<br />(just for my soul...)<br /><br />[Vamp:]<br />I need a healing for my soul,<br />so give me a healing for my soul.<br /><br />I need a healing for my soul,<br />so give me a healing for my soul. </em></span>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04679457147333535719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977520426749737858.post-86984898366683340112010-04-05T13:55:00.001-07:002010-04-05T14:30:49.797-07:00Video of the Day: Need You NowEver since the first time I heard it, I've felt a special something for Need You Now by Lady Antebellum. Not only is it beautiful, it totally describes the way I've felt sometimes. Needing that special someone and wanting to call even though I've promised myself I wouldn't. How funny is it then that now *I* am that special someone who gets late night calls from (an inebriated) someone who is trying to move on without me? Is that gratifying? Not at all. It's kind of sad, really. But it gives me hope... and the song is still wonderful. Click on <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eB7T3lJ3dZ4">the link</a> and enjoy. :)<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qwWfV2obVE/S7pQ-XEj4UI/AAAAAAAAAQU/6O2F8TyCBn4/s1600/lady-antebellum111.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456762930788032834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qwWfV2obVE/S7pQ-XEj4UI/AAAAAAAAAQU/6O2F8TyCBn4/s400/lady-antebellum111.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#993300;">Picture perfect memories,<br />Scattered all around the floor.<br />Reaching for the phone cause, I can’t fight it any more.<br />And I wonder if I ever cross your mind.<br />For me it happens all the time.<br /><br />It’s a quarter after one, I’m all alone and I need you now.<br />Said I wouldn’t call but I lost all control and I need you now.<br />And I don’t know how I can do without, I just need you now.<br /><br />Another shot of whiskey, can’t stop looking at the door.<br />Wishing you’d come sweeping in the way you did before.<br />And I wonder if I ever cross your mind.<br />For me it happens all the time.<br /><br />It’s a quarter after one, I’m a little drunk,<br />And I need you now.<br />Said I wouldn’t call but I lost all control and I need you now.<br />And I don’t know how I can do without, I just need you now.<br /><br />Yes I’d rather hurt than feel nothing at all.<br />It’s a quarter after one, I’m all alone and I need you now.<br />And I said I wouldn’t call but I’m a little drunk and I need you now.<br />And I don’t know how I can do without, I just need you now.<br />I just need you now.<br />Oh baby I need you now. </span></em>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04679457147333535719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977520426749737858.post-83537939526694013592010-03-12T12:26:00.000-08:002010-03-12T12:43:19.010-08:00Free eBook: All the Pretty GirlsFor all you e-readers out there, J.T. Ellison is currently offering <a href="http://ebooks.eharlequin.com/E33F0B8F-5F86-4B2B-ABFB-C0D0B2060148/10/141/en/ContentDetails.htm?ID=73F03A8C-D56A-4BD4-BB1F-D5B52A01F313">free downloads of "All the Pretty Girls"</a> at eHarlequin. It looks like a pretty good book. There's a synopsis of the story on the website.<br /><br />When you download it, you're offered three different versions:<br />Adobe PDF eBook<br />Microsoft eBook<br />Mobipocket eBook<br /><br />At 1682 KB, the Adobe is the largest file and you have to download <a href="http://www.adobe.com/products/digitaleditions/">Adobe Digital Editions</a> in order to view the book. However... after you've downloaded the software, the Adobe website offers even more free ebooks! Yup, baby. The motherlode. If not that, it's at least a few freebies that you might enjoy, even Sophie Kinsella!<br /><br />I would totally do this if my laptop was in commission... but it's been on vacation since late last year. Sigh. It looks like mama might just have to buy a new one. :) lol. In the meantime, go out and get this freebie and tell me what you think.Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04679457147333535719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977520426749737858.post-35927949697602465782010-03-08T11:50:00.000-08:002010-03-08T13:16:12.533-08:00Tater Tot Casserole<div>A while back I made this for a neighbor. One for her and one for me. I meant to share the recipe here, but never got around to it. Looking in my purse today I figured I better hurry up and share before the recipe wears away to nothing!! Come on, it's been almost a year now. Yes, I procrastinate. What? You want to make something of it?? Go on then. I'll respond to your criticisms... eventually. :)</div><br /><div>Anyhow, you probably remember this from back in school. The recipe I clipped forever ago out of who know's what magazine was called "Big Beef Casserole". It's the kind of thing that home ec teachers across the country are probably still showing their students. I just adapted it to use with ground turkey instead of beef. It's a bit less expensive and a bit better for you. :)</div><br /><div><strong>Tater Tot Casserole</strong></div><br /><div></div><div><em>1 lb. ground turkey (raw)</em></div><div><em>1 medium onion, diced</em></div><div><em>1 can cream of chicken soup</em></div><div><em>1 lb. frozen tater tots</em></div><div></div><br /><div>Crumble the ground turkey in the bottom of a baking pan. You can use either a 8"-9" square cake pan or a 9"x12" pan. Spread the diced onion on top. Spread the soup over the mixture and cover with the tater tots.<br /><br /></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qwWfV2obVE/S5VnCVzQkpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/DzA9dX065ME/s1600-h/Deep+Ellum+and+Craft+Box+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446372614284022418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qwWfV2obVE/S5VnCVzQkpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/DzA9dX065ME/s400/Deep+Ellum+and+Craft+Box+003.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div>Bake at 350 degrees for about one hour.</div><br /><div>Serves 2-6.</div><br />Hard, huh? This is seriously supposed to serve 6, but if you're hungry (and you probably will be, otherwise why are you cooking??) you and a friend can probably finish the pan off easily.<br /><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qwWfV2obVE/S5VnBktBvUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MDMzCTERNd4/s1600-h/Deep+Ellum+and+Craft+Box+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446372601104547138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qwWfV2obVE/S5VnBktBvUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MDMzCTERNd4/s400/Deep+Ellum+and+Craft+Box+001.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div>You should see these things cooked. Pure elementary school lunch bliss!!</div>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04679457147333535719noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977520426749737858.post-24948774307910921452010-03-02T09:16:00.000-08:002010-03-10T12:26:52.500-08:00JerezitaAbout a year ago I went through a major bout of housecleaning. I tossed a bunch of things that reminded me of Mexico and of what I had mistakenly thought to be happier times. One thing that I gave away was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Jerezita</span>. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Jerezita</span> was an adorable Mexican doll. I say "was" because (sigh) she has a new life now and hopefully a new name as well.<br /><br />Today, I was on <a href="http://weewonderfuls.typepad.com/">Wee <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Wonderfuls</span></a>, and noticed a <a href="http://www.weewonderfuls.com/2010/03/ya-got-me.html">cute little doll </a>that reminded me of an Americanized <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Jerezita</span>. Isn't she adorable? She makes me want to go out and get another doll. Do you have a good source for handmade dolls? I checked on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">etsy.com</span> but couldn't find anything I liked. If you know a place, let me know, please!<br /><br />What's funny is I never really liked dolls growing up. I was more of a stuffed animal girl. However, I remember my maternal grandmother used to collect dolls. I never saw the attraction. Now I do. :) Weird, huh? Am I turning into my grandmother?? <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Lol</span>.Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04679457147333535719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977520426749737858.post-40597661516873448962010-02-16T11:49:00.000-08:002010-02-16T13:02:27.251-08:00Everclear PunchPunch is an alltime standby when it comes to making drinks for a number of people with a limited budget. One way of stretching your money even more is by using Everclear, the hero/villain of many a frat party. Just be careful with this stuff. It's highly flammable! Yeah, really.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qwWfV2obVE/S3sC604DcZI/AAAAAAAAANs/A_GAeb8A3ow/s1600-h/Birthday+Party+2010+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438944184629424530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qwWfV2obVE/S3sC604DcZI/AAAAAAAAANs/A_GAeb8A3ow/s400/Birthday+Party+2010+005.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />After looking online, I found a few recipes for Everclear Punch. The one that caught my eye was <a href="http://www.drinksmixer.com/drink7549.html">Becky's Magic Punch</a>. Here's my version. Enjoy judiciously and away from flammable sources.<br /><br /><br /><strong>Everclear Punch</strong> <div><br /></div><div><em>16 oz. frozen orange juice concentrate</em></div><div><em>8 oz. frozen lemonade concentrate</em></div><div><em>8 oz. frozen white grape juice concentrate</em></div><div><em>8 oz. frozen limeade concentrate</em></div><div><em>1 big can pineapple juice</em></div><div><em>2 2-liter bottles raspberry ginger ale</em></div><div><em>3 c. Everclear alcohol</em></div><div><em>Washed cut fruit (apples, plums, canteloupe, grapes)</em></div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div>Mix all the liquid ingredients in a large container. Add fruit and remix. Makes enough to last all night long! It gets stronger the longer it sits.<br /><br />Also, the longer the fruit is in the punch the more alcohol-saturated it becomes. This is grown folk's punch. Keep the little ones away!<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qwWfV2obVE/S3sCBapp7DI/AAAAAAAAANk/ErpYVD8L6S0/s1600-h/Birthday+Party+2010+031.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438943198337166386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 339px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qwWfV2obVE/S3sCBapp7DI/AAAAAAAAANk/ErpYVD8L6S0/s400/Birthday+Party+2010+031.jpg" border="0" /></a></div>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04679457147333535719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977520426749737858.post-61333598643605553982010-02-15T09:53:00.000-08:002010-02-15T10:06:48.111-08:00Video of the Day: VideoA good friend and I have been dieting since back in November. That's about four months of food journals and "should I, shouldn't I" debates over mealtime/snacktime choices. Since November I've lost two pounds. Woohoo! Two pounds! :) Okay, maybe I should have set my sights higher. Okay, maybe I *did* set my sights higher. But I will be very happy over those two lost pounds.<br /><br />Stubborn little suckers that they are... those two little pounds are not resigned to being lost and will occasionally come back to visit. That's okay, though. I'm kind of happy with how I look. I'm not happy to look like this forever, but I'm quite happy to look like this for the moment. I'm a work (of art) in progress. Hopefully not an abstract piece of art. lol.<br /><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mq86e4Fhja0&hl=" width="560" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"></embed><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#cc6600;">Sometimes I shave my legs and sometimes I don't<br />Sometimes I comb my hair and sometimes I won't<br />Depend on how the wind blows I might even paint my toes<br />It really just depends on whatever feels good in my soul<br /><br />I'm not the average girl from your video<br />and I ain't built like a supermodel<br />But, I learned to love myself unconditionally<br />Because I am a queen<br />I'm not the average girl from your video<br />My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes<br />No matter what I'm wearing I will always be the india arie<br /><br />When I look in the mirror and the only one there is me<br />Every freckle on my face is where it's supposed to be<br />And I know our creator didn't make no mistakes on me<br />My feet, my thighs, my lips, my eyes; I'm lovin' what I see<br /><br />I'm not the average girl from your video<br />and I ain't built like a supermodel<br />But, I learned to love myself unconditionally<br />Because I am a queen<br />I'm not the average girl from your video<br />My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes<br />No matter what I'm wearing I will always be the india arie<br /><br />Am I less of a lady if I don't wear pantyhose?<br />My mama said a lady ain't what she wears but what she knows<br />But I've drawn a conclusion, </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc6600;">It's all an illusion, confusion's the name of the game<br />A misconception, a vast deception<br />Something's gotta change<br />but don't be offended this is all my opinion<br />ain't nothing that I'm sayin law<br />This is a true confession of a life learned lesson </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc6600;">I was sent here to share with y'all<br />So get in where you fit in go on and shine<br />Clear your mind, now's the time<br />Put your salt on the shelf<br />Go on and love yourself<br />'Cuz everything's gonna be all right<br /><br />I'm not the average girl from your video<br />and I ain't built like a supermodel<br />But, I learned to love myself unconditionally<br />Because I am a queen<br />I'm not the average girl from your video<br />My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes<br />No matter what I'm wearing I will always be the india arie<br /><br />Keep your fancy drinks and your expensive minks<br />I don't need that to have a good time<br />Keep your expensive car and your caviar<br />All I need is my guitar<br />Keep your Kristal and your pistol<br />I'd rather have a pretty piece of crystal<br />Don't need your silicone I prefer my own<br />What God gave me is just fine<br /><br />I'm not the average girl from your video<br />and I ain't built like a supermodel<br />But, I learned to love myself unconditionally<br />Because I am a queen<br />I'm not the average girl from your video<br />My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes<br />No matter what I'm wearing I will always be india arie </span></em>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04679457147333535719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977520426749737858.post-35119326990310121962010-02-03T11:50:00.000-08:002010-02-04T09:25:04.823-08:00Party GarlandThis weekend we're going to have a bit of a family get together. On Super Bowl weekend. This was planned even before anyone really knew who had made it to the big game. The Saints against the Colts. Um, I was already going to decorate in gold and black. Does that mean we're going to be rooting for the Saints? lol. Guess so.<br /><br />Anyhow, I found a great <a href="http://blog.craftzine.com/archive/2009/09/easy_fabric_party_garland.html?CMP=OTC-5JF307375954">party garland</a> idea online via <a href="http://blog.craftzine.com/archive/2009/09/easy_fabric_party_garland.html?CMP=OTC-5JF307375954">One Pretty Thing</a>. Instead of putting mine together with casual cotton, I used this gorgeous ethereal-looking fabric in sheeny, transparent black and gold. I cut it in different-sized strips averaging 1" by 6". Each strip was quickly tied onto gold crochet thread. Here's the result. Whatcha think?<br /><br /><p><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qwWfV2obVE/S2sBWCyNMZI/AAAAAAAAANU/PDp8znsjrgY/s1600-h/Birthday+Party+2010+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434438853568835986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qwWfV2obVE/S2sBWCyNMZI/AAAAAAAAANU/PDp8znsjrgY/s400/Birthday+Party+2010+004.jpg" border="0" /></a> </p><p>You can't really tell, but the slightest movement of air in the room sets the garland to fluttering. So simple and pretty. This reminds me of the gorgeous drinking straw/silk flower garlands they hang up in Mexico for fiestas. I've tried to find a source up here but haven't had any luck. If you know of one, let me know, please!</p><p><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qwWfV2obVE/S2sBV7TJRAI/AAAAAAAAANM/rzFNs8g2kfE/s1600-h/Birthday+Party+2010+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434438851559506946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qwWfV2obVE/S2sBV7TJRAI/AAAAAAAAANM/rzFNs8g2kfE/s400/Birthday+Party+2010+003.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04679457147333535719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977520426749737858.post-73229729524754092812010-01-29T09:04:00.000-08:002010-01-29T09:15:10.043-08:00Feeling Phenomenal<div align="left">Lately I've noticed that I'm getting the swing back in my step. I'm a tad more confident, letting go of things that I should have never gotten ahold of in the first place. I've prayed a bit, afraid that my prayers would be answered... not wanting to step out of my comfort zone and move on. God heard what I left unsaid. He answered my prayers. Now I know that I must move on regardless. I have moved on. God has brought joy back to my life.<br /><br />Even my coworkers have noticed. My boss says he's noticed something different about me. He asked if I have a boyfriend now. lol. Um, no. I asked another coworker why he hasn't stopped by my office to chat for a while. He told me that he's been scared away because I've been so pretty lately. lol. Yeah, I blushed hard.<br /><br />I haven't been doing anything different lately. In fact, I've been taking less trouble with my appearance than I used to do. I think it's in the way that I feel. In the way that I hold and carry myself. In the inner peace that God has given to me. I feel good. I feel phenomenal. </div><div align="left"><br /><br /><span style="color:#330099;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Phenomenal Woman</strong><br /><br />Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.<br />I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size<br />But when I start to tell them,<br />They think I'm telling lies.<br />I say,<br />It's in the reach of my arms<br />The span of my hips,<br />The stride of my step,<br />The curl of my lips.<br />I'm a woman<br />Phenomenally.<br />Phenomenal woman,<br />That's me.<br /><br />I walk into a room<br />Just as cool as you please,<br />And to a man,<br />The fellows stand or<br />Fall down on their knees.<br />Then they swarm around me,<br />A hive of honey bees.<br />I say,<br />It's the fire in my eyes,<br />And the flash of my teeth,<br />The swing in my waist,<br />And the joy in my feet.<br />I'm a woman<br />Phenomenally.<br />Phenomenal woman,<br />That's me.<br /><br />Men themselves have wondered<br />What they see in me.<br />They try so much<br />But they can't touch<br />My inner mystery.<br />When I try to show them<br />They say they still can't see.<br />I say,<br />It's in the arch of my back,<br />The sun of my smile,<br />The ride of my breasts,<br />The grace of my style.<br />I'm a woman<br /><br />Phenomenally.<br />Phenomenal woman,<br />That's me.<br /><br />Now you understand<br />Just why my head's not bowed.<br />I don't shout or jump about<br />Or have to talk real loud.<br />When you see me passing<br />It ought to make you proud.<br />I say,<br />It's in the click of my heels,<br />The bend of my hair,<br />the palm of my hand,<br />The need of my care,<br />'Cause I'm a woman<br />Phenomenally.<br />Phenomenal woman,<br />That's me.<br /><br />- Maya Angelou</span></span></div>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04679457147333535719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977520426749737858.post-18020229304691903912010-01-11T11:42:00.000-08:002010-01-12T11:16:29.872-08:00Loud and Clear<div align="left">After six months, I finally bit the bullet and plunked down $30 for a new car antenna. Wow. It's amazing all the lovely music that I've been missing out on. Now I can leave the house without taking my nifty Walkman-sized MP3 player and I can *still* listen to music. Not just the same CD over and over again. And definitely not staticky rap and country music. Woohoo!!<br /></div><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qwWfV2obVE/S0uBG2PZq5I/AAAAAAAAAM8/JWvMBD6ojlQ/s1600-h/dell+jukebox.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425572130737204114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qwWfV2obVE/S0uBG2PZq5I/AAAAAAAAAM8/JWvMBD6ojlQ/s400/dell+jukebox.png" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;"><em>This baby is going to be staying home for a while. </em></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>Picture borrowed from </em></span><a href="http://www.dealsvista.com/deal/dell-dj-20-20gb-generation-2-digital-jukebox-mp3-player/54810"><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>here</em></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>.</em> </span></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;">Now I'll be able to listen to news, traffic reports, even weather! No more going to get a carwash before a week of rain and snow. No more getting stuck in traffic because I have no idea what's going on with major highways. Ahhh... :) Now I can even hit the drive-in movies. Hmm. I wonder what's playing...</span></p>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04679457147333535719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977520426749737858.post-46139310445299569842009-12-30T10:05:00.001-08:002009-12-30T10:17:48.920-08:00Six QuestionsA friend sent me these six questions by email this morning. I just had to share. Do you have a minute? Why don't you answer these questions yourself and post your answers below? :) And be honest!!<br /><br /><strong><em>Six names you go by:</em><br /></strong><br />1. Mija<br /><br />2. Michelle<br /><br />3. Mi amor<br /><br />4. Mitch (this also rhymes with another word that I've been called on occasion)<br /><br />5. Monkey<br /><br />6. Ho (thanks, R.T.)<br /><br /><br /><strong><em>Three things you are wearing right now:</em></strong><br /><br />1. Converse lookalikes<br /><br />2. Fuzzy green sweater<br /><br />3. Lip gloss<br /><br /><br /><strong><em>Two things you want very badly at the moment:</em></strong><br /><br />1. No responsibilities (just for a few days)<br /><br />2. True freedom (for a very long time)<br /><br /><br /><strong><em>Three people you are certain who will fill this out:</em></strong><br /><br />1. Sorry, can't think of anybody at all. R.T.? Little sis??<br /><br />2.<br /><br />3.<br /><br /><br /><strong><em>Two things you did last night:</em></strong><br /><br />1. Finished watching season one of M*A*S*H<br /><br />2. Baked a ton of cookies... out of fundraiser dough. (Thanks, little nephew!)<br /><br /><br /><strong><em>Two things you ate today:</em></strong><br /><br />1. A Ritz Crackerful (130 cal. and SO not worth it. I'm HUNGRY!!)<br /><br />2. Does water count?<br /><br /><br /><strong><em>Two things you are going to do tomorrow:<br /></em></strong><br />1. Drink<br /><br />2. Go out with a friend<br /><br /><br /><strong><em>Three favorite beverages:<br /></em></strong><br />1. Agua fresca de sandia (like lemonade but made out of watermelon)<br /><br />2. Diet root beer<br /><br />3. Coors LightMichellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04679457147333535719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977520426749737858.post-39002909157159635432009-12-30T09:30:00.000-08:002009-12-30T09:54:03.906-08:00Video of the Day: Hey Jealousy"Hey Jealousy" came on the radio this morning while I was getting up and ready for the day. Have you noticed that's when I listen to most of my music? It's because I still need to get a replacement antenna for my car. Mine was stolen at a summer festival and I still haven't gotten around to getting another one. I did try to find out if my local dealership had them in stock, but they never got in touch with me. Ah, their loss. Well, their loss of a sale. My loss of six months of radio-listening. Yeah, whatever.<br /><br />So, anyhow, I was listening to the radio this morning when the Gin Blossoms came on. Somehow it seemed right to make it the video of the day. Have you ever felt like this? Like maybe the past happened & you've screwed up, but maybe it would be nice to start up something again anyhow? Something fresh and new based on what you had before? Okay, I'm *not* saying that I feel like this. But I *am* saying that this is a good song. Hope you enjoy it. :)<br /><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ah5gAkna3jI&hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"></embed></p><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Tell me do you think it'd be alright<br />If I could just crash here tonight<br />As you see I'm in no shape for drivin'<br />And any way I 've got no place to go<br /><br />And you know it might not be that bad<br />You were the best I ever had<br />If hadn't blown the whole thing years ago<br />I might not be alone<br /><br />Tomorrow we can drive around this town<br />And let the cops chase us around<br />The past is gone but something might be found to take its place<br /><br />Hey jealousy<br />Hey jealousy<br />Hey Jealousy<br />Hey Jealousy<br /><br />You can trust me not to drink<br />And not to sleep around<br />And if you don't expect too much from me<br />You might not be let down<br /><br />Cause all I really want's to be with you<br />And feel like I matter too<br />If I didn't blow the whole thing years ago<br />I might be here with you<br /><br />Tomorrow we can drive around this town<br />And let the cops chase us around<br />The past is gone but something might be found to take its place<br /><br />Hey jealousy<br />Hey jealousy<br />Hey jealousy<br />Hey jealousy<br /><br />Tomorrow we can drive around this town<br />And let the cops chase us around<br />The past is gone but something might be found to take its place<br /><br />Hey jealousy<br />Hey jealousy...<br /><br />Listen to my heart<br />There's only one thing I can start </span></em>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04679457147333535719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977520426749737858.post-37604617244195614402009-12-28T14:14:00.000-08:002009-12-28T14:23:45.634-08:00Video of the Day: DecodeThis Christmas Eve was spent at home, all warm & cozy, wrapping presents and watching movies while it snowed outside. One of the movies that we finally got around to watching (again) was Twilight, bummed off of my little sis. The DVD even has special features! Ah... I love special features. Especially when they include cool music videos like this one.<br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RvnkAtWcKYg&hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"></embed></p><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#990000;">How can I decide what's right<br />When you're clouding up my mind?<br />I can't win<br />You're losing sight<br />All the time<br /><br />Not gonna ever own what's mine<br />When you're always taking sides<br />But you won't take away my pride<br />No, not this time<br />Not this time<br /><br />How did we get here?<br />I used to know you so well<br />How did we get here?<br />Well, I think I know<br /><br />The truth is hiding in your eyes<br />And it's hanging on your tongue<br />Just boiling in my blood<br />But you think that I can't see<br />What kind of man that you are<br />If you're a man at all<br />Well, I will figure this one out<br />On my own<br />(I'm screaming, "I love you so")<br />On my own<br />(My thoughts you can't decode)<br /><br />How did we get here?<br />I used to know you so well, yeah<br />How did we get here?<br />Well, I think I know<br /><br />Do you see what we've done?<br />We've gone and made such fools<br />Of ourselves<br />Do you see what we've done?<br />We've gone and made such fools<br />Of ourselves<br /><br />How did we get here?<br />I used to know you so well, yeah<br />How did we get here?<br />Well, I used to know you so well<br />I think I know<br />I think I know<br /><br />There is something I see in you<br />It might kill me<br />I want it to be true </span></span></em>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04679457147333535719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977520426749737858.post-30007411684134500902009-12-28T08:53:00.000-08:002009-12-28T09:27:55.475-08:00The Perfect GuyThe other night I was watching the most amazing movie. It's a remake of a classic and somehow neither the classic nor the remake fail to get me all teary-eyed.<br /><br />Perhaps I was in a bit of a sentimental mood when watching the picture, but towards the middle, I came to the surprising conclusion that the hero <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">represents</span> the perfect man. Tall, dark, and rugged, it seems unlikely that he can ever capture the heart of the lovely heroine. Yet he does. Maybe his good qualities can serve as a reference guide to some of the hapless men and women out there still looking for "the one".<br /><br />Good qualities:<br /><br />1. He doesn't let fundamental differences come between them. In fact, he almost seems to relish their differences.<br /><br />2. He likes to laugh. Not only does he enjoy her humor, he can make her laugh as well.<br /><br />3. He will fight for her despite seemingly insurmountable odds.<br /><br />4. He protects her and looks out for her well-being.<br /><br />5. He enjoys spending time with her.<br /><br />6. He enjoys life and relishes the quiet beauty of nature in sunrises and sunsets.<br /><br />7. Although rough, he does his best to not hurt her, either physically or emotionally.<br /><br />8. Although circumstance conspires against him, he doesn't blame it on her, nor does he hold a grudge.<br /><br />9. Although he can get jealous, he never takes his frustration out on her.<br /><br />Maybe we should all get a clue and start acting more like this leading man...<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qwWfV2obVE/Szjpm9w5OZI/AAAAAAAAAMM/goWIdUXtbSE/s1600-h/King+Kong.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420339007164332434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qwWfV2obVE/Szjpm9w5OZI/AAAAAAAAAMM/goWIdUXtbSE/s400/King+Kong.bmp" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a></p><span style="font-size:85%;">Picture borrowed from <a href="http://crinje.wordpress.com/2006/05/page/2/">here</a>.</span><p align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;">Not that I'm into big, hairy apes or anything. :)</span><br /><br /></p>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04679457147333535719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977520426749737858.post-40967376574805513372009-12-22T11:13:00.000-08:002009-12-28T13:36:44.398-08:00Christmas Meal-PlanningIf you know me even a little bit you'll know that I'm not a holiday person. I'm not an Easter, Halloween, or Christmas person. Thanksgiving is different, but I think that's the only holiday I don't mind celebrating. This year I didn't stress as much as I normally do. Dare I say I didn't care as much as to the outcome? No, I daren't. :) All I know is that I didn't put as much thought into the menu and the outcome as I normally do.<br /><br />Anyhow, my family is coming to my house on Christmas eve. I still have no idea what I'm going to do. Should we make tamales? Should I make posole? (Ah, yummy posole. Normally made for New Years, but I don't care, it's so good!) Should I go pick up some fried chicken from the place down the street? Or should we just have some light food all day long? A fruit salad, summer sausage, cheese, and crackers, etc. Maybe some tortas? Ah, make-your-own tortas. Now that's an idea. Maybe some sweet tea? Yum!<br /><br />The only thing I know is that I don't really care that much about the food now. I don't know if this has anything to do with the fact that my fridge is empty of everything but beer and Mexican cheese. Well, that could have a bit to do with it. lol.<br /><br />Truth be told, when cooking on Thanksgiving many of the staples I would normally use in day-to-day life, including spices and brown sugar, were nowhere to be found. I couldn't even find the huge bottle of vanilla that I *know* used to be in the pantry. I had to use vanilla vodka instead. Laugh if you will, but my famous sweet potato casserole didn't come out that bad. :)<br /><br />Now, what are you planning on making for your Christmas meal?Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04679457147333535719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977520426749737858.post-55219987555400484412009-12-18T08:24:00.001-08:002009-12-18T10:04:02.788-08:00Video of the Day: Mala HierbaAlejandra Guzman is my idol. She is amazing, <em>una gran mujer</em>. She must be fantastic in concert. I think I love her because she does what she does and she does it well. Shouldn't we all be like that? If you're going to do something, just give it your all. If something's worth doing, it's worth doing well, no?<br /><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C-ux_jDLpNg&hl=" fs="1&" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"></embed><br /><br /><span style="color:#663300;"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Poco a poco consegui<br />fijar tu atencion en mi<br />a que esperas por favor ven aqui<br /><br />Algo noto raro estas<br />de mi te han hablado mal<br />y es que munca entederan<br />a una mujer de verdad<br /><br />dicen que soy, un desastre total<br />que soy mala hierba<br />que tras de mi<br />no deje piedra sobre piedra<br />ven atrevete, oh<br /><br />Y quisas tengan razon<br />que me puede el corazon<br />si vas tras de algo especial<br />no te arrepentiras<br /><br />Dicen que soy un desastre total<br />que soy mala hierba<br />que tras de mi<br />no deje piedra sobre piedra<br />oh, ven atrevete</span></em> </span>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04679457147333535719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977520426749737858.post-8543335746264426262009-12-17T13:26:00.000-08:002009-12-17T13:42:39.054-08:00Video of the Day: Te Dejo MadridAh, for the past month or so I've had <em>ganas de huir, de viajar</em>. Yet all the travel plans I've made this month have fallen through. That's probably a good thing. Do I really want to travel when it's cold? Agh! Maybe during springtime would be better?<br /><br />One place I've always wanted to travel is Spain. It's got to be gorgeous out there... and it would be fun to hear everyone talk with a lisp. lol!<br /><br /><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LznYGrYSVG4&hl=" fs="1&" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"></embed><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"><em>uh... ah ah<br />si, ya es hora de esconder<br />del mundo el dolor<br />bajo la piel<br /><br />yo se que estare bien<br />los gatos como yo<br />caen de pie<br /><br />no quiero<br />jugar mi suerte por ti<br />y no puedo<br />con v pequeña vivir<br />pronto estare de aqui<br />muy muy lejos<br /><br />[coro]<br /><br />ahi me voy otra vez<br />ahi te dejo Madrid<br />Tus rutinas de piel<br />y tus ganas de huir<br /><br />yo no quiero cobardes<br />que me hagan sufrir<br />mejor le digo adios<br />a tu boca de anis<br /><br />si, ya es hora de limpiar<br />las manchas de miel<br />sobre el mantel<br /><br />yo nunca supe actuar<br />mis labios se ven<br />muertos de sed<br /><br />no quiero<br />dejarlo todo al azar<br />entiendo<br />que he comenzado a estorbar<br />pronto estare de ti<br />muy muy lejos<br /><br />[coro]<br /><br />ahi me voy otra vez<br />ahi te dejo Madrid<br />tus rutinas de piel<br />y tus ganas de huir<br /><br />yo no quiero cobardes<br />que me hagan sufrir<br />mejor le digo adios<br />a tu boca de anis<br /><br />ah, aah<br /><br />[coro x2]<br /><br />ay te dejo Madrid<br />madrid<br />a tu boca de anis<br />a tu boca de anis </em></span>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04679457147333535719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977520426749737858.post-47062952794175439972009-12-16T10:25:00.000-08:002009-12-16T10:33:55.921-08:00Video of the Day: Rocket QueenOh, yeah. Mama's been hitting the hard stuff. Musically, that is. I remember GNR back in the day. They were amazing.<br /><br />What was really amazing was that my mom let me listen to their music. I actually got the Appetite for Destruction cassette tape for Christmas. Did my mother not understand what they were singing about? The album name should have given her a clue. If not, then maybe the picture on the cover? Ah, well. I know she gave me a tape of Cinderella and Poison as well. Yup, big hair bands rocked.<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OXsvpzwyU4o&hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" fs="1&"></embed></div><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;">I see you standing<br />Standing on your own<br />It's such a lonely place for you<br />For you to be<br />If you need a shoulder<br />Or if you need a friend<br />I'll be here standing<br />Until the bitter end<br />No one needs the sorrow<br />No one needs the pain<br />I hate to see you<br />Walking out there<br />Out in the rain<br />So don't chastise me<br />Or think I, I mean you harm<br />Of those that take you<br />Leave you strung out<br />Much too far<br />Baby-yeah<br /><br />Don't ever leave me<br />Say you'll always be there<br />All I ever wanted<br />Was for you<br />To know that I care </span></em>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04679457147333535719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977520426749737858.post-50526311183292261372009-12-01T14:22:00.000-08:002009-12-16T07:20:52.465-08:00Video of the Day: Ready for the Good TimesLately I've been going through my old CDs. The ones that escaped the inadvertent house cleaning that some would term a robbery. Anyhow, now that my CD collection has been culled through (or wiped out, whatever...) I've had the wonderful opportunity to go through some old favorites that I'd totally forgotten about.<br /><br />One of these old favorites is Shakira's Laundry Service. It's the perfect "get up in the morning and get ready for the day" music. This is one that I've been listening to several times each morning. It's *that* good. I hope you enjoy it while you're getting ready for your own good times. :)<br /><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8FU38X3kNug&hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"></embed><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;">I don't wanna clear the cobwebs from my head<br />Time will bring them back, I bet<br />So if you hear me say that I believe in love<br />Don't make me feel ashamed<br /><br />I used to sing the saddest songs<br />And while in the meantime roaches used to climb my door<br />Falling back down to the floor<br /><br />I used to read survival guides<br />When my world was full of seven legged cats<br />But here I am with eight more lives<br /><br />I'm ready for the good times<br />I'm ready for the good times<br />Ready to get it on...<br /><br />You know it Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh<br />You better not ignore it<br /><br />I don't want to look at fashion magazines<br />While someone does my nails<br />Sitting here watching other people live </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#660000;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Frozen by the fear to fail<br /><br />Cause, everyday there's a war to fight<br />And if i win or lose never mind...<br /><br />I'm ready for the good times<br />I'm ready for the good times<br />Ready to get it on...</span></span></em>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04679457147333535719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977520426749737858.post-48499488685373182632009-11-30T14:31:00.000-08:002009-12-15T09:43:07.873-08:00Video of the Day: Seven Whole DaysToni Braxton is amazing. Why don't we hear more of her nowadays? Anyhow, I was totally loving her last night when she magically came up on my Walkman-sized mp3. Yeah, babe. That's just the way I roll. Hope you love her, too.<br /><br /><p align="center"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lGdnrJwSfm0&hl=" width="560" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"></embed></p><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;">Seven whole days<br />And not a word from you<br />Seven whole nights<br />I'm just about through<br />I can't take it, won't take it<br />Can't take it no more<br />I had about enough of you<br /><br />I'd rather be on my own<br />Yes, on my own<br /><br />Darlin', darlin'<br />You know if you cared anything about love<br />You woulda been front and center<br />Lovin' me and touchin' me<br />Honey, honey<br />You know if you knew anything about me<br />You woulda been much more tender<br />Ooh... squeezin' me, caressin' me<br />You coulda had about anything you wanted<br />But you messed it up<br />You had to be tough<br />You told your friends<br />You had me wrapped around your finger<br />You were talking kinda cocky<br />Like you had it goin' on<br />All the while you knew<br />That things were kinda shaky<br />You knew that you were wrong<br />Dead wrong to be<br />Mistreating me<br />How can we go on<br /><br />Seven whole days<br />And not a word from you<br />Seven whole nights<br />I'm just about thru<br />I can't take it, won't take it<br />Can't take it no more<br />I had about enough of you<br /><br />I'd rather be on my own<br />Yes on my own<br /><br />Sugar, sugar<br />You know if you knew anything about sweet<br />You woulda been talkin' to me<br />Everyday<br />Seven days a week<br />Baby, baby<br />You shoulda been givin' me<br />A little more time<br />But you were just much too busy<br />Abusin' me and usin' me<br />I woulda done about anything<br />Ya wanted<br />I was there for you<br />I was crazy about you<br />When I was sittin' thinkin'<br />I was kinda special<br />You were runnin' round<br />Hittin' every other girl in town<br />How could you love me<br />When you knew you played me funny<br />You knew that you were wrong<br />Dead wrong to be<br />Mistreating me<br />How can we go on<br /><br />Seven whole days<br />And not a word from you<br />Seven whole nights<br />I'm just about thru<br />I can't take it, won't take it<br />Can't take it no more<br />I had about enough of you<br /><br />I'd rather be on my own<br />Yes, on my own<br /><br />Deep in my heart<br />You were number one to start<br />But then you changed<br />You threw my heart away<br />Told your friends that<br />You were runnin' thangs<br />Why'd it have to be that way<br />You're wrong, dead wrong<br />Tell me how, how can we go wrong<br /><br />Seven whole days<br />And not a word from you<br />Seven whole nights<br />I'm just about through<br />I can't take it, won't take it<br />Can't take it no more<br />I had about enough of you<br /><br />I'd rather be on my own<br />Yes, on my own</span></em>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04679457147333535719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977520426749737858.post-51017687901489448512009-11-10T14:19:00.000-08:002009-11-10T20:09:29.940-08:00Site of the Day: MonthlyInfo.comYears ago, a dear friend and I were blessed to be able to work together. Actually, we met at work and became friends. (Sorry. Am I *already* getting off-track?) Anyhow, organized person that I am, or used to be, I would keep track of a certain... ahem... cycle for her. Not that I'm a nosy freak or anything, but her cycle just happened to coincide with mine, and... anyway!! TMI? It's a female thing, so get over it...<br /><br />Anyhow, she kindly let me know that I've been replaced. It only took her seven years or so. So at least I know that I'm not easily replaced. :) So, in the interest of promoting female empowerment and menstrual cycle organization (not that they can be easily organized, but at least you can keep track of them)... I present to you...<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://monthlyinfo.com/">http://monthlyinfo.com/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="left"><br />You'll be pleased to know that you can also make notations on whatever date you choose, as well. For example, if you wanted to remember that you ate at Razoo's on Saturday and then at Lupita's Taqueria on Wednesday. Very helpful if you're keeping a food diary. Or whatever. So there you go, ladies. Knock yourselves out!</div>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04679457147333535719noreply@blogger.com2