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7.25.2005
Just Checkin' In
Still here. Still around. Still doing my thang, you know, that thang I do. I just have not fell a whole lot like blogging. I've had a whole lot to say, but I've made up my mind to be a battery-charger instead of a battery-drainer.
Be back soon!
Posted by: Stacey /
11:25 PM
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Be back soon!
Posted by: Stacey / 11:25 PM
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7.13.2005
Zaftig Incorporated
I've been trying to get back on my eating and exercise plan, but it's been hard going. I do not seem to have the motivation I once had. There was a time last year when losing weight was the most important thing for me, and my focus was razor sharp. After the situation with David, however, that seemed like a very silly goal. All I cared about was getting my son back, and once he returned I realized the only thing that is truly important is our love and the time spent with each other.
Well, we are rounding (ha) out a year since that whole ordeal, and I'm ready to start losing weight again (albeit, not so obsessively). I just can't seem to get traction. My determination is not what it once was, even though I really do need to shed a few pounds (well, more than a few, but we won't get into particulars).
Of course, having seditary hobbies doesn't help either: painting and stitching do not exactly raise the heart rate and burn calories. Well, that may not exactly be true; I know some stitchers who stitch so fast their needles burn holes in the fabric. Perhaps they push themselves because they know something I don't. Can one's metabolism be affected by the speed of one's needle, or perhaps the friction of one's paint brush?
Hm. I'm going to begin work on a new painting, so perhaps I'll find out...
mah mood:
fat
Posted by: Stacey /
8:44 AM
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Well, we are rounding (ha) out a year since that whole ordeal, and I'm ready to start losing weight again (albeit, not so obsessively). I just can't seem to get traction. My determination is not what it once was, even though I really do need to shed a few pounds (well, more than a few, but we won't get into particulars).
Of course, having seditary hobbies doesn't help either: painting and stitching do not exactly raise the heart rate and burn calories. Well, that may not exactly be true; I know some stitchers who stitch so fast their needles burn holes in the fabric. Perhaps they push themselves because they know something I don't. Can one's metabolism be affected by the speed of one's needle, or perhaps the friction of one's paint brush?
Hm. I'm going to begin work on a new painting, so perhaps I'll find out...
mah mood:
fat
Posted by: Stacey / 8:44 AM
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7.12.2005
Don't Worry: Be Happy
Okay, what's with people? Can somebody answer me that? On my Yahoo profile, I specifically state that I am "happily married, so no flirt attempts, thankyouverymuch". Well, it seems that all I seem to get on my Yahoo Messenger is nothing but flirt attempts!
Let's see, I've had come ons from RogerInRome, someone called Married40Guy, some Thomassomethingorother, and various other sad pick up lines from sundry Yahoo messengers. Do these people not know how to read? I'm as much for conversation as the next person, but c'mon! If I wanted to flirt, I would have said "Happily married, and yes! please! flirting welcomed!"
It's not even as if my profile picture is even that sexy. As a matter of fact, it's pretty durn plain and straigtforward.
Behold the newly crowned Sweetheart of Yahoo IM:
Real hot, huh? Me in all my middle-aged glory, donning glasses, a sweatshirt, and holding our dear late cat. Yessiree, makes me think flirt material, how 'bout you?
One of my best friends swears it's *because* I'm so adament about being happily married that is bringing them out in droves, but I have my doubts. My husband, of course, thinks the picture of me is incredibly dishy, but he happens to be insanely in love with the woman in there, so that does not do much for his partiality. If it was a picture of Catherine Zeta-Jones or Liv Tyler, then perhaps I could see throwing caution to the wind and ignoring such "no flirting" signs, but I am not either of those women, nor anything near them, so I just don't get it.
Color me baffled. Perhaps this is one of life's little mysteries that will never be solved.
I had an entire post about depression, overly-sensitivity, blame laying, blah blah blah but I decided to nix it. I don't want to weigh down my day with depressing things.
I will say, however, that I've heard that depression is incurable. This may or may not be true, but I certainly do not have to entertain those things that make me depressed.
And neither should you. Only you have control over your emotions, and you can choose to be a hurt, miserable person or not. As for me? I choose freedom from hurt. Whether it is hurt caused by others or myself, I alone can give it the power to control me. I may slip back into unhealthy emotional habits from time to time, but I will continue to fight them. I will not succumb.
Don't live with grudges, folks. Don't allow yourself to live with pain and bitterness. Life is too short, and you are all too precious to live beneath joy and happiness.
Mah mood:
determined
Posted by: Stacey /
11:17 AM
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Let's see, I've had come ons from RogerInRome, someone called Married40Guy, some Thomassomethingorother, and various other sad pick up lines from sundry Yahoo messengers. Do these people not know how to read? I'm as much for conversation as the next person, but c'mon! If I wanted to flirt, I would have said "Happily married, and yes! please! flirting welcomed!"
It's not even as if my profile picture is even that sexy. As a matter of fact, it's pretty durn plain and straigtforward.
Behold the newly crowned Sweetheart of Yahoo IM:
Real hot, huh? Me in all my middle-aged glory, donning glasses, a sweatshirt, and holding our dear late cat. Yessiree, makes me think flirt material, how 'bout you?
One of my best friends swears it's *because* I'm so adament about being happily married that is bringing them out in droves, but I have my doubts. My husband, of course, thinks the picture of me is incredibly dishy, but he happens to be insanely in love with the woman in there, so that does not do much for his partiality. If it was a picture of Catherine Zeta-Jones or Liv Tyler, then perhaps I could see throwing caution to the wind and ignoring such "no flirting" signs, but I am not either of those women, nor anything near them, so I just don't get it.
Color me baffled. Perhaps this is one of life's little mysteries that will never be solved.
I had an entire post about depression, overly-sensitivity, blame laying, blah blah blah but I decided to nix it. I don't want to weigh down my day with depressing things.
I will say, however, that I've heard that depression is incurable. This may or may not be true, but I certainly do not have to entertain those things that make me depressed.
And neither should you. Only you have control over your emotions, and you can choose to be a hurt, miserable person or not. As for me? I choose freedom from hurt. Whether it is hurt caused by others or myself, I alone can give it the power to control me. I may slip back into unhealthy emotional habits from time to time, but I will continue to fight them. I will not succumb.
Don't live with grudges, folks. Don't allow yourself to live with pain and bitterness. Life is too short, and you are all too precious to live beneath joy and happiness.
Mah mood:
determined
Posted by: Stacey / 11:17 AM
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7.08.2005
Updated Profile
Yes, I know this is riviting information for all of you Gentle Readers, but I just spent the past 15 minutes uploading a picture to my Blogger profile and trying to get the homepage link switched from Fully Caffeinated to Dreams In Floss Colors. For whatever reason, Blogger refuses to allow the switch to happen.
Hmm. Mayhaps I should have stayed at Fully Caffeinated in the first place.
Oh, well, never fear...I'll get it worked out somehow. The weird thing is that it is not even listing any posts from this current blog, but ones from older blogs. If I was a total 'puter geek I might be able to go in and whiz bang slam dunk the whole shebang, but as it is I'm a total lighweight in the ways of Computer Formatting (if that even has anything to do with my problem, which I'm betting it doesn't).
Oh, well. For those of you interested to see the pic I put on my profile, I'll spare you having to hunt for it and just post it here:
As you can see, it's still me. Nothing fancy, nothing special, just me raw faced and bespeckled. And I know you can't tell, but I'm wearing my customary bare feet and long skirt, and the rest of my fashion staples: no makeup, long hair, comfortable shirt, and a smile.
Hey, what can I say...I've done the all-make-up-fashion-plate thing. Betcha didn't know I used to be a professional make-up artist, now did you? Been there, done that, bought the T-shirt, and now it's just me and the face God gave me saying Hello, nice to meet you.
Now I'm off to figure out how to link to my Blogger profile so one can actually read what I spent the last 15 minutes updating...
Mah mood:
nerdy
Posted by: Stacey /
2:18 PM
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Hmm. Mayhaps I should have stayed at Fully Caffeinated in the first place.
Oh, well, never fear...I'll get it worked out somehow. The weird thing is that it is not even listing any posts from this current blog, but ones from older blogs. If I was a total 'puter geek I might be able to go in and whiz bang slam dunk the whole shebang, but as it is I'm a total lighweight in the ways of Computer Formatting (if that even has anything to do with my problem, which I'm betting it doesn't).
Oh, well. For those of you interested to see the pic I put on my profile, I'll spare you having to hunt for it and just post it here:
As you can see, it's still me. Nothing fancy, nothing special, just me raw faced and bespeckled. And I know you can't tell, but I'm wearing my customary bare feet and long skirt, and the rest of my fashion staples: no makeup, long hair, comfortable shirt, and a smile.
Hey, what can I say...I've done the all-make-up-fashion-plate thing. Betcha didn't know I used to be a professional make-up artist, now did you? Been there, done that, bought the T-shirt, and now it's just me and the face God gave me saying Hello, nice to meet you.
Now I'm off to figure out how to link to my Blogger profile so one can actually read what I spent the last 15 minutes updating...
Mah mood:
nerdy
Posted by: Stacey / 2:18 PM
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7.07.2005
Pay Attention, Folks: It's A Wig.
Okay, this is to all those film critics who claim to have such an eye for fine film detail, thus warranting them to review the afore-mentioned medium:
Didn't you people get that the Phantom was wearing a *wig*, hence the dramatic hair color change during his unveiling? Duh!! Did you people, like, *miss* the part where he is smoothing his hands over his wig as he prepares for his final performance?
Ah, I see...you must have been out getting popcorn. Of course.
sigh.
Hey, I don't have a problem with someone griping about something in a movie, but at least gripe about something that actually warrants griping about. The sudden change in the Phantom's hair color would, indeed, be something worth mentioning if he didn't wear a wig the majority of the time which, of course, he does.
I can see film bloggers, now armed with this new information, flying to cover their embarrassing blunder, hoping no one who actually paid attention to the film read their review.
P.S. Erin has not as yet made a review of the film, but as always I am interested to see what she has to say.Posted by: Stacey /
2:34 PM
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Didn't you people get that the Phantom was wearing a *wig*, hence the dramatic hair color change during his unveiling? Duh!! Did you people, like, *miss* the part where he is smoothing his hands over his wig as he prepares for his final performance?
Ah, I see...you must have been out getting popcorn. Of course.
sigh.
Hey, I don't have a problem with someone griping about something in a movie, but at least gripe about something that actually warrants griping about. The sudden change in the Phantom's hair color would, indeed, be something worth mentioning if he didn't wear a wig the majority of the time which, of course, he does.
I can see film bloggers, now armed with this new information, flying to cover their embarrassing blunder, hoping no one who actually paid attention to the film read their review.
P.S. Erin has not as yet made a review of the film, but as always I am interested to see what she has to say.
Posted by: Stacey / 2:34 PM
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Buh Blah
Blah. Blah blah blah. Buh blah buh blah, buh blah blah blah. Buh buh buh, blah blah blah. Buh blah. Buh blee blah blah, blee blah blah blah. Buh blah hah.
blee blah:
wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Posted by: Stacey /
11:50 AM
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blee blah:
wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Posted by: Stacey / 11:50 AM
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7.06.2005
early morning musings
Over the past few weeks I have given serious thought to retiring this blog, as I have felt myself becoming more and more private. For some reason, I am going through a sensitive, raw stage regarding my emotions, and blogging was becoming a point of stress for me. I've been keeping an online journal since 2001, and as many of you know I change journals and blogs like I change moods; i.e. far too frequently. There has been a lot of misunderstandings behind the scenes on my personal front as well as on the internet front, and I am weary. Whatever decision I tend to make, it upsets someone I care about and regardless of how innocent I may be, I am left holding the bag. I want to discuss many more things than I do in this blog, but I am afraid it would be too raw; not necessarily for the readers, but for myself. On further inspection, however, I have decided that my blog is what it is, and I enjoy it, regardless of its content. Whether the subjects be frivilous, deep, or somewhere in between, it is my own little space to hammer out my inner workings and curiosities. In spite of it all, I have come to enjoy it and I am going to be around for some time to come. Ergo, my blog will stay.
Besides, I'm Southern, and we Southerners just love to talk. It doesn't matter if it's to others or ourselves, just as long as there is an audience. And, for those who have accused me of talking to myself far more than is healthy, I know God so I am never really talking to myself, I'm really praying. So there.
In stitching news, I have revamped my stitching rotation -- again! -- and I'm very happy with it. In light of yesterday's Phantom post yesterday, I have two pieces I'm going to "Phatom-ize": Mirabilia's The Kiss and Rose of Sharon. For the Kiss, I'm going to pale up the gown even more to mimic the gown Christine wore for the Masquerade scene. The man will get a slight hair cut and will don a half-mask, as well as a black doublet. The roses will all be red, with the bouquet donning black ribbons. I think I will stitch this on a silvery-gray fabric, with silver beads instead of the blue clouds for the sky. I would love to add a candlelabra or two, but that may be a bit too amitious. For Rose of Sharon, I am going to transform her gown to a similar one Christine wore in the "Don Juan" scene, with a crimson bodice and a skirt in frothy, aged lace. This will be a bit tricky, but I think I can do it.
In art news, Ellen Million has given the Enchanted Artists a sample shot of the cover of the Atlantis collaboration. Here it is:
These will be available soon for purchase through Ellen Million Graphics, so be sure and get your copy! It is filled with amazing artwork from some very talented, very dedicated artists.
Here is a re-cap of my entry:
I guess all I can say is that you are not in Kansas, anymore kiddos. Welcome to Atlantis.:)
mah mood:
water drinking camel
Posted by: Stacey /
8:01 AM
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Besides, I'm Southern, and we Southerners just love to talk. It doesn't matter if it's to others or ourselves, just as long as there is an audience. And, for those who have accused me of talking to myself far more than is healthy, I know God so I am never really talking to myself, I'm really praying. So there.
In stitching news, I have revamped my stitching rotation -- again! -- and I'm very happy with it. In light of yesterday's Phantom post yesterday, I have two pieces I'm going to "Phatom-ize": Mirabilia's The Kiss and Rose of Sharon. For the Kiss, I'm going to pale up the gown even more to mimic the gown Christine wore for the Masquerade scene. The man will get a slight hair cut and will don a half-mask, as well as a black doublet. The roses will all be red, with the bouquet donning black ribbons. I think I will stitch this on a silvery-gray fabric, with silver beads instead of the blue clouds for the sky. I would love to add a candlelabra or two, but that may be a bit too amitious. For Rose of Sharon, I am going to transform her gown to a similar one Christine wore in the "Don Juan" scene, with a crimson bodice and a skirt in frothy, aged lace. This will be a bit tricky, but I think I can do it.
In art news, Ellen Million has given the Enchanted Artists a sample shot of the cover of the Atlantis collaboration. Here it is:
These will be available soon for purchase through Ellen Million Graphics, so be sure and get your copy! It is filled with amazing artwork from some very talented, very dedicated artists.
Here is a re-cap of my entry:
I guess all I can say is that you are not in Kansas, anymore kiddos. Welcome to Atlantis.:)
mah mood:
water drinking camel
Posted by: Stacey / 8:01 AM
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7.05.2005
The Phantom of Holly Street
I have just spent the past 72 hours emmersing myself in not only one but two different Phantom of the Opera soundtracks, and then going back to compare them by watching the 2004 film version. Through all this, I have come to this conclusion:
Michael Crawford may sing better than Gerald Butler, but if I had been Christine I would have left Raoul high and dry in the graveyard in favor of Butler's Phantom. Okay, so he would have to change the murderous streak and the bouts of freakish insanity, but c'mon...can a man possibly ooze any more passion?
On a personal note, it was like watching my husband on film. Robert is a dark, passionate soul whose desires inflame me. Fortunately, he is born again and does not cater to the "keep your hands at the level of your eyes" kind of aggression, of which I am most grateful. He even shares my interest in this particular production and he enjoys discussing it with me. As we were watching the end of the sword fight between Raoul and the Phantom, he turned to me and said, "You know, if I was Raoul and you told me to spare him, I would be like, 'Stacey! After all he put you through, how can you say that?" I calmly responded, "My dear, that would not have been an issue for you would have been the one lying in the snow." He didn't get it, but my mother-in-law did and howled with laughter.
What can I say? I married my romantic hero; thick dark hair, eyes so dark they blaze black, skin that can tan under a 40 watt bulb, and a genius intellegence that never ceases to amaze me. Yes, the bouts of moodiness drives me nuts, but he is a complete package that completely thrills me. I am a fortunate woman, indeed.
Fortunately, he feels the same way about me. I think more marriages could weather the storms better if the husbands and wives were genuinely nuts about each other.
::::::::: runs off to send hubby an e-mail which humming "All I Ask Of You" ::::::::::::::
Mah Mood:
romantic
Posted by: Stacey /
11:54 AM
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Michael Crawford may sing better than Gerald Butler, but if I had been Christine I would have left Raoul high and dry in the graveyard in favor of Butler's Phantom. Okay, so he would have to change the murderous streak and the bouts of freakish insanity, but c'mon...can a man possibly ooze any more passion?
On a personal note, it was like watching my husband on film. Robert is a dark, passionate soul whose desires inflame me. Fortunately, he is born again and does not cater to the "keep your hands at the level of your eyes" kind of aggression, of which I am most grateful. He even shares my interest in this particular production and he enjoys discussing it with me. As we were watching the end of the sword fight between Raoul and the Phantom, he turned to me and said, "You know, if I was Raoul and you told me to spare him, I would be like, 'Stacey! After all he put you through, how can you say that?" I calmly responded, "My dear, that would not have been an issue for you would have been the one lying in the snow." He didn't get it, but my mother-in-law did and howled with laughter.
What can I say? I married my romantic hero; thick dark hair, eyes so dark they blaze black, skin that can tan under a 40 watt bulb, and a genius intellegence that never ceases to amaze me. Yes, the bouts of moodiness drives me nuts, but he is a complete package that completely thrills me. I am a fortunate woman, indeed.
Fortunately, he feels the same way about me. I think more marriages could weather the storms better if the husbands and wives were genuinely nuts about each other.
::::::::: runs off to send hubby an e-mail which humming "All I Ask Of You" ::::::::::::::
Mah Mood:
romantic
Posted by: Stacey / 11:54 AM
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7.04.2005
Independence Day
The guys knew how to say it all.
Happy independence Day, everyone. May God bless the U.S.A.
Mah Mood:
thankful
Posted by: Stacey /
5:30 PM
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Happy independence Day, everyone. May God bless the U.S.A.
Mah Mood:
thankful
Posted by: Stacey / 5:30 PM
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