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{November 5, 2013}   Murder…it was murder!

Another rousing and successful Girls Night Out…it was murder! A murder mystery!

We arrived at JS’ house, food and drink in hand, which was transformed into Bella Pasta’s restaurant, portrayed perfectly by EL, in the black slinky dress. Joining her in the suspect pool was TT as Leila Taybell, the very pregnant ditzy waitress, AN was Rita Ring looking fabulous in a flirty frock, JS was Dee Scovery, perfectly playing that famous science woman from TV.

AT was Pip Olfinda (how goofy were we all, except KH, who didn’t realize her name was actually ‘People Finder’!). If you have never participated in a murder mystery party, all the names are very clever, try to see if you get them all and have a good laugh! Next, I played dual roles, Lotta Boddie, the murder victim’s sister and Mandy Vowra, a collector of men, go figure!

Rounding out the suspects was NR as May Coaver, the local beauty shop owner, Lena Boddie, played by CD, the sweet, winsome niece of the murder victim. EA was Justine Moment, the chef very proud of her restaurant, KH was Gail Over was aces as the controversial counselor, and last, but not least…RS was Su Thing, the exotic aromatherapist.

So..the way a murder mystery party works is you have a list of guests invited to a party and the invitation includes a character description so they will know possible costume ideas and how they are portraying themselves. You can send out menu suggestions, if you buy a kit like the one I did, it comes with invitations, instructions, menu ideas and other details and suggestions for a fun party. The parties are generally for even numbered groups.

There are parties for mixed groups, half men, half women or all women, I haven’t found any that are all men. When you have mixed characters and only female players, they would play the male roles. Tonight, I found a game that was for 12 women.

Guests arrive and you find out that someone has died, tonight, oh no! it was the “birthday girl/guest of honor”, Carrie Oakey. There is a detective, it could be a player or you could play the mp3 that comes with the kit. Each player gets a playbook that has descriptions and instructions, dialog and questions and answers that will help you solve the murder and things that you should keep to yourself. After each round, you would play one of the mp3s which will give clues and details.

As you are using the guides, you ask questions of each other and forming your opinions. Some of the games are created that tell the killer who they are towards the end of the game and then there are the games, like this one, that no one knows who the killer is until after everyone has made their accusations and explained their thoughts, you play the final mp3 and find out who the killer is.

If you haven’t tried one yet, I highly recommend one! I have participated in a few and hosted several, my 18th birthday was a murder mystery party at my house, too much fun!

Just remember…it’s not always the butler!



{November 5, 2013}   What a weekend! I’m beat!

I had an amazing weekend and I want to tell you all about it, but I have to admit, I am beat!

The coolest part of the weekend, well, the last cool thing…you no longer have to turn your electronic devices off at take off on flights! Delta and Jet Blue are the first and today, I was on a Delta flight and was able to keep my phone and iPad on the entire time.

It’s not often I get to watch a movie on flight…start to finish!

http://news.yahoo.com/faa-eases-rules-electronic-devices-planes-195034657–finance.html;_ylt=AwrTWVVFhXhSyzAANTdDDex_

A lot more to come tomorrow!



{November 1, 2013}   Please be careful

I had something else to talk about tonight, well, two good things, but they will keep.

The reason I am not talking about those good things is because of what I saw on my way home tonight. As I was coming up the road, I saw a lot of blue lights up in the distance and all the cars filing to one lane in my direction, I thought it was a routine license check, you know, it’s Friday night (sometimes Saturday) and they will have the roads down to one lane in each direction, you show your license and they let you go, unless you’re drunk then, well, you’re not going home tonight. I even saw a few cars turning around, you know, they think they’ll make it and get away with it and as normally happens, as they turn around, the cop goes after them.

I got my license out ready to say, “Yes, is is my current address, have a good night” and be on my way. As I got closer, I saw at least a dozen police cars before the light and one or two fire trucks, no ambulance, maybe they were waiting for it. Then I saw the accident and I started to cry, it’s hard to see something like that, I’m crying now as I write this remembering what I saw.

There was one mini-van in the half ditch/grass next to the corner and top sign, I looked for the other vehicle and was confused until I realized I was looking at the undercarriage of the other vehicle, I couldn’t even tell you what the other vehicle was, it was standing straight up facing the direction I had just come from.

I saw at least 15 police officers, some directing traffic, some around the vehicles and as I passed, there were at least two police cars at every corner, stopping people from going in that direction and more officers standing by. In total, there had to be at least 20, maybe more official vehicles for about a mile.

My heart went out to whoever was involved, I hope it was just scary and no fatalities or serious injuries, but I’m an adult, a realist and I know that’s not possible, not from what I saw, but I can hope.

All I can say right now is please be careful, watch the road, the speed limit (yes, I know I’m a lead foot, and I’ve gotten better, but I will tell you, I have never gotten a speeding ticket on a main road, only on the main highway/interstate) I always obey the speed limits, especially when I’m near a neighborhood, I know better) watch for other cars.

When our parents would tell us to be careful and we would say, “but I’m a good driver, don’t you trust me?” What was their response? “Yes, of course I trust you, it’s everyone else I don’t trust!” Please take those words to heart and be careful, life is so precious and no matter what you think, someone loves you and would be heartbroken if anything were to happen to you. I know I would.



{October 31, 2013}   Happy Halloween!

It’s Halloween! I know it’s Halloween because I keep seeing posts on FaceBook, with pictures, received pictures texted to me and a video of my nieces and some FaceTime, but that’s my only proof. Oh yeah, and only one trick-or-treater.

When I was a kid, I loved Halloween, coming up with new costume ideas. One year, I was the famous hobo clown, Emmit Kelly, http://www.emmettkellyjr.com/, how many 5th graders know who he is? In the 4th grade, I won a costume contest as Charlie Chaplin, Dorothy Gale. Even as I got older, I kept going, I’ve been almost all of the female Disney villains, one year I was the Wicked Queen from Snow White and won for my office, I scared a bunch of kids, some wouldn’t even come up to me!

I loved decorating my office/cube when I worked at Harbinger, that was a party place! Everyone would go all out! There were department themes and amazing ideas and costumes, IT had a real knack for it!

I started decorating in my first solo apartment, it was awesome, never had trick-or-treaters, but it didn’t matter, still had fun, my first house..that’s where the big started, but it wasn’t until I moved to my second home that I went all out. It was fun and scary at the same time. There was a graveyard with great sayings on the tombstones, a broken fence, creatures trying to get out of the ground, an archway painted black with black leaves, roses, crows, so much fun! There were unspoken competitions with neighbors down the street.

I used to hold a Halloween party that became legend. I used to make jello shooters like crazy! 10-12 trays, you open the refrigerator and get high off the fumes! I would have fun with the flavors, one cup of hot water and then instead of cold water, a coordinating alcohol: Pina Colada was made with rum and a piece of pineapple, margarita had tequila and a gummy worm, if there was a flavor like black cherry, I put a maraschino cherry in it! I also had a brain jello mold, layers upon layers.

Let’s just say the next day…everyone had to be very very quiet! People learned their lesson eventually!

A few years ago, DCM gave me an old fashioned pop corn wagon for my birthday. I started making popcorn on Halloween to give out with candy. I would ask kids if they wanted popcorn, they would say no until I told them they could have popcorn AND candy! Then I was the favorite house on the block, “The popcorn lady’!

I love seeing their faces and costumes, especially the wee little ones! SO CUTE!

Since moving to Colorado, we are in an apartment and I wasn’t sure what it was going to be like, if there would be trick-or-treaters, as the night wore on, all of a sudden there was a knock at the door and there was a goblin, luckily I had a bag of Reese Peanut Butter Cups, so I gave him a few, luckily, I guess, there weren’t any more, no pressure. I didn’t think there would be any, so I hadn’t bought any candy.

So, aside from pictures on FaceBook, FaceTime with my sister and nieces and some texts with costumed pictures, I wouldn’t know it was Halloween. Kind of makes me a little sad, no kids to smile at and give treats to, no decorating, no office antics, no trick-or-treating to take around.

But…don’t cry for me Blog Friends…I got pictures of all my nieces and grandkids with their costumes and treat bags that I sent and I had a great big smile on my face tonight!

Happy Halloween!



Why is it that we watch things we know are going to make us cry? ok, not everyone cries when they watch things, so I am just talking to them and I am including myself in this group, so no pointing fingers.

I find there are shows or movies I have watched that I know have sad parts and made me cry, but I find that I can’t look away or turn the channel and then I sit there and boo hoo.

I was watching an old episode of Criminal Minds, the one where Agent Hotchner’s ex-wife is murdered and you are so ensconced in the show and the characters, you are shocked when it happens and then incredibly sad. I have seen this episode multiple times, still makes me weepy.

Why do I watch Beaches when it comes on? I know I’m going to ball my eyes out! I don’t even care for Steel Magnolias, yet, I can’t turn away when it comes on and then i am crying like a baby. I love the Harry Potter movies and I cry like crazy when the main characters die, but I’m still going to watch the movies.

I guess we’re just gluttons for punishment, that’s all there is to it.



Isn’t it interesting how the weather is so different in places all at the same time.

Yes, I know different regions of the country have different weather, it’s still interesting how it can turn on a dime where you are and be so different at the same time. For example, last week, it was in the high 70s in Colorado and in the 50s in Atlanta, people were turning on their heat and here, the air conditioning.

When we left for Las Vegas on Friday [not to worry, I will be telling you all about our trip this week] it was quite warm, the driver from the parking lot to the airport turned on the AC and all the posts on FaceBook for New York, Boston and Atlanta, brrr. We got to Las Vegas and the weather forecast for the week, high 70s during the day and low 50s in the evening. Let’s just say, I’m glad I only brought two shirts that were 3/4 sleeve, DCM wore shorts all week and the evenings…shorts and tshirts, what? Last night, it started to cool off a little, then the wind picked up and didn’t quit.

This morning, after being awakened by the wind hitting the windows and the whistling all night and morning, we looked outside and the palm trees looked like they were going to get uprooted, the pool furniture was in a pile, the fountain had a cyclone going on, the revolving doors were bolted shut and the traffic lights looked like they were about to swing hard enough to go flying down the street!

It was finally comfortable in Las Vegas and we were leaving, go figure.

We landed in Colorado, 30 degrees! and we could see our breath as we walked from the plane to the gate, just on the jetway! I need to get to the storage unit! I need my winter stuff!

What’s it like where you are?



And tonight proved it more than ever!

Tonight DCM and I met dad and his friend, LB, for dinner with a dear family friend, SF, and her family. SF grew up with my mom, found out tonight they knew each other since they were about twelve. My mom was pregnant with me when SF got married, does that give you a better idea?

I’ve told you I know I look like my mom, started seeing it about 11 or 13 years ago when I looked up from washing my hands and there she was staring at me. Every year I look a little more like her and sound like her too, not the same accent, but the same laugh, well, up to the point I start laughing so hard I’m snorting!

I started dying my hair red consistently about thirteen years ago, I just got tired of being a brunette, plain and simple. At first, I was getting it professionally done, streaks, all sorts of things, then it wasn’t something I was spending money on, so I started dying it myself, this is not a secret, I’m pretty sure I’ve told you before, No 42 by L’Oreal and damn proud of it! Even do my eyebrows, lends to the believability! That’s my story and I’m sticking to it!

My mom had fire red almost orange hair when she was younger and as she got older, and it was long, I mean really long. When I was a baby, I used to grab it and get tangled in it, so she cut it, sorry mommy and as she got older, it started to turn brown. Then…she started dying it and when I say dyed her hair, we’re talking red, magenta, burgendy, nothing too crazy, but very noticeable. The funny thing is, she used to question me about my hair! Her carpool would look at her and say, “really?”

When my hair is short and styled a certain way, I look even more like her and I realized it when I was getting ready to go to dinner, but it was a real shock to SF, she gasped, covered her mouth and didn’t know what to say. She couldn’t believe it, the color, the cut, the style, the laugh, it took her a few minutes to take it all in, well, take me in, I guess I should say.

It’s funny, depending on the way I look at the camera, a different person stares back. One way, it’s me another way it’s my mom. I’ve posted pictures on Facebook, might have to do another with this haircut and find one of my mom, spooky. (Brings to mind the expression “Spitting Image”, which in and of itself will be a blog post, just giving you a heads up.)

It’s a mixed bag or blessing. Some days, when I look in the mirror, I want to see me looking back, no one else and it’s frustrating that I don’t see me or I should say just me, and other days, it’s like she’s with me and that’s comforting.



{October 26, 2013}   Mannequins are so unrealistic…

If we, as a society are supposed to love the bodies we have, then why are mannequins still so freaking skinny?
Does wonders for my self esteem, what about yours?

I could go on a rant for hours, but why bother? Doesn’t that statement say it all?



{October 25, 2013}   I so do not like to waste

Anyone that knows me knows I can’t always finish what I have on my plate.

At home, no worries, leftovers and some food is always better the second day, right? Can I get a oh yeah for lasagna? Yum! But when I go out to a restaurant, it’s a to go container for me, sometimes I ask for one right away and I’ve also thought about bringing my own to the restaurant, would that be weird?

Pic asked DCM once if he was bothered that I didn’t always finish and took food home, I never want him to feel like I am taking advantage when he buys dinner, he said no, because he knows that I will have it for the next few days.

Now, depending on what the food is and where I am, I usually try to find someone to give it to, especially if it’s a burger, why not share! I always ask the server if there are homeless people nearby so I can give them my leftovers, it always happens when I go to the Vortex on Peachtree Street in Atlanta. There are times I will go out of my way, as in walking or driving around the block a few times, I would rather see someone who is hungry have something to eat when I am so lucky to have too much.

One thing I don’t do is give someone money, I don’t know where it’s going, unless they flat out have one of those signs “why lie, I want beer” so I would rather buy someone lunch or give the mine and who couldn’t use a “thank you” and “have a blessed day” everyone once in a while.

There are quite a few homeless people near where I live in Colorado, one or two guys in particular and they are at the light near my apartment, whenever I have leftovers, I like to bring it to them, today, quite a treat! Two pizzas (left over from last night) and half a chicken, enjoy!

Tonight, it was hard, I walked around for about 45 minutes with some leftovers, even after I was told that there probably weren’t any in the area, but I tried and then I felt really bad throwing it away, but I knew I would never eat it and it would go to waste, especially since I’m in a hotel. I’m sorry to anyone who is hungry.

I’m not sure I have a closing for this random musing, so I’ll just say goodnight!



{October 24, 2013}   It’s Poker Nite!

What a day!

I had something to do earlier in the morning, tell you about it later, then therapy, I can feel things moving more turns out it means things are getting better, wahoo!

Home again to clean and get ready for the crowd for poker and as I’m moving things, I looked at LB’s costume thinking I need to make the mask for the costume, doh de doh…oh crap! We’re heading out very soon! So, after I finished cleaning, the apartment looks so good after it’s straightened out, it’s funny, it doesn’t get that messy, but you can tell when it’s straightened, nice.

DCM set up the table last night, we put out the chips, ready to go. I put out the chairs and then sat down and made the mask for Swiper, looks good, right?

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DCM got home, we decided to just have pizza, so I called Little Caesars, “Pizza, Pizza” , $5 carry out, the college students friend! We left to go pick up the pizzas, 9 miles away, took us about 30 minutes, apparently, there was traffic…am I in Atlanta? Made it home just in time for GW to show up, still had beer left in the fridge from last month, score!

Next, EL, AT and EA showed up, a few people had to back out, their loss, we played for winner take all. I held my own, I was third out, but that was about an hour and a half in, not too shabby. I played it a lot safer, I had really crappy cards! It came down to DCM, EA and GW, then it was EA and GW, it was not and heavy and intense, too rich for me! They finally decided to split the pot, not bad, $60 each, I’d take it!

Bottom line, we had a blast, we had fun playing and laughed a lot, I did a lot of snorting, can’t beat that!

Who’s joining us next month?



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