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QotD

Contestant: I can't breathe!
Drill Sgt.: YES, YOU CAN! You know I know you can? BECAUSE YOU JUST SAID 'I CAN'T BREATHE'!

- Biggest Loser, Season 10, episode 7

Reading is fundamental...

My Main Picture Wall

One of the things I did this holiday weekend was update some of the pictures on my main picture wall.

On other walls I have collages of older pictures... those stay put. But there are certain pictures displays that I update from time to time: the refrigerator display, the bar display and the main wall.

Here's the updated wall:



Sorry it's a little big, but it's the best way to see the pictures clear-ish.
Enjoy the view!

A new story!

A story I wrote while I was still at the auto center has been published on Nth Degree:

On the Dotted Line

Yummy pinkness!

For the family Labor Day BBQ today, I made frozen fruit salad:



Still in the loaf pan; just taken out of the freezer.



Just taken out of the loaf pan.



The first tasty slice

QotD

"Reality doesn't impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.”
— Anaïs Nin

So the moral is be a mom and forget about love?

I used to LOVE the show Ally McBeal.

As with most ensemble shows, I couldn't stand the main character, but I really liked the crazy story lines and the quirky characters... and I just ignored Ally and her annoying qualities as much as possible.

I finally gave up during the last season, because suddenly Ally found out she had a ten year old daughter, not only jumping the shark but going down that horrible path that many shows do when a single successful woman is involved: made her a mom. Because apparently Hollywood believes that you can't be a believable and likeable character unless you have a child.

Being child-free, this is a huge pet peeve of mine.

Also at that point, other shows had my attention, and I wasn't much into the 'quirky' story lines anymore.

So I finally watched the last season. Boy, did I not miss much.
And the series finale? Ally has to move immediately to NY because her daughter is having a nervous breakdown because she misses her friends. Wha-at?
They get a few of the cast members who left, have a wedding, and Ally says goodbye.

That's it.

After five years of putting us on a roller coaster of relationships in her quest to find true love, she packs up her bags and leaves because her kid can't make friends?

So basically running away from your problems and dropping everything on the whims of your kid (who was fine until this final episode) is the moral of Ally McBeal. I could only imagine how gypped fans felt when they watched it in real time instead of a decade later...

And they did feel gypped. See here


Final episode, finale scene cast pic

Why men should be fighting to date me:

According to this Match.com article, there are many things about women that men secretly can't resist. Most of these things are quirks that women would assume would be turn-offs.

Here are the top six and how they relate to me:

1. He loves that you indulge at dinnertime.
I'm Italian... it would be an insult not to indulge. Of course, I'm not sure if they mean indulging on any dinner course in particular or on all of them, including the antipasto...

2. He loves your occasional outbursts.
Again... I'm Italian. Also I'm from Brooklyn and I'm most comfortable getting my hands dirty and working with guys. Outbursts happen.

3. He loves that you aren’t a neat freak.
I'm definitely not a neat freak. I'm not a slob either. I'm cluttery, but I know where everything is.

4. He loves your extra padding.
Good, because it's not going anywhere. I don't plan on losing all of my softness, and my hips and chest are staying put.
My arms, meanwhile...

5. He’s fascinated by your knowledge of the things you’re passionate about.
Get me talking about mythology (both ancient and modern), mystery fiction, history, urban legends... and then just sit back and enjoy!

6. He loves a good head rub from you.
I give amazing 'healing massages'. I can't call it reflexology, because I was not trained in the skill, but I can massage away the pain in the muscles and in the aura.

Oh well...

One of the many reasons why I write:

Getting to the bottom of things...

I found out today that I have an ass.

I know that sounds crazy, but it really is an important situation!

One of the many things I've always wanted to change about me is my backside. It's flat. I have hips, I have a chest, but never an ass.

Of all the genetic rear-end options I had the potential to acquire, having a flat one was not the end of the world, but it was something I was always aware of.

So today I put on a comfy dress, and I smooth the back and... hey! I have cheeks!

I guess that exercising thing is actually paying off.

It would also explain why my clothes now seem to fit me weirder than before in the font, because my new backside is taking up space...

I know it may not seem like a big deal, but it is nice to finally get over that plateau I always seem to hit and start seeing some new results!