Beat that cat w/ a dog...

Mornin'.

So the Halloween party went well, I thought... a bit of a slow start, but we had a pretty good turnout... maybe 20-some-odd people... and nearly everyone dressed up! I love that.

This is me and Jess in our costumes. She was Capt. Jack Sparrow and I was a pirate wench....

...still having trouble getting this d@mn fake tat off my boobage though. lol

The rest of the pics can be found HERE (and in my gutter on the right under Shutterfly Pics).

Katie and Jen surprised us by showing up... which was cool.

Kat's costume cracked me up... she was the devil and even made business cards saying "Let's Make a Deal" and contracts to sell your soul. VERY nice touch. LOL

We met a cool new lesbian couple who live in Black Rock (they're ones with the big "muscle" arms in the pictures)... they asked us to come over for a game night in a few weeks, should be fun. :)

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Sunday we went to the little Julia's birthday party in Waterbury. Here's the quick and dirty on that:

• A house full of children 6 and under is a very LOUD place.
• I love appetizers.
• Willow is a hit at parties.
• Being around your father-in-law and his wife when his wife mistreats gay people is pretty awkward.
• Talking to her teenage son like we are buddies is a really fun way to stick it to her.
• Feeling extremely comfortable and part of Jess' family is a really great feeling.
• A bunch of white people standing around a tree taking a bat to a dark skinned Diego pinanta that's hanging from a branch by it's neck is hysterical when no one who was doing it realized how it looked.

...anyway, fun times. :)

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The kids went to Fright Fest with K yesterday so they missed the party. Apparently they only went on the rides and didn't do the Haunted Trail or whatever -- not sure why they bothered going ... but it was too cold out to be going on amusement park rides.

Sheesh! :P

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Tomorrow the famn damily is going to the Trail of Terror in Wallingford. I hear it's really good... I'm soooooooo excited... I love haunted, scary stuff!

Welp, that's it for me... gotta get to work...

Only 3 days left to up my vote

count on bloginterviewer.com!!

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It's hard to keep a good woman down - then again, that could be fun...

Yes! It's FRIDAY!!!!

Glory, glory hallelujah!

Ehem, I'm a little excited. I'm sooo done w/ this week it's not even funny.

Anyway, a big ole CONGRATULATIONS to my cube farm neighbor who became a grandmother again early this a.m.

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So, today is Weigh-In #3 for the Big Gay Loser competition... no movement on the scale. McDonald's for dinner probably didn't help me any. :P

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Tomorrow is the costume party at TCC! Wooohoooooooooooooooooooooo!

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Happy (belated) birthday to our niece Julia who turned 3 yesterday!!




Can't wait to see your precious face on Sunday! :)

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So we've been looking into getting the dogs some training and do you KNOW how much people charge to train a dog??? JEESH!

I'm in the WRONG field.

I was going to barter it for a website but this b!tch in Brooklyn who wanted me to redo her crappy website all of a sudden didn't think I was "professional" enough...

Like her crappy "I made this myself on AOL" lookin' website is so damn professional.

Whatev lady.

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I went to my graduation interview at UB last nite. It turns outs I have 6 classes after the two I'm taking now left to go -- not 4 like I said yesterday. Dammit all to Hades.

I have the option of going and walking at graduation in May of 2008 or 2009.

At first I thought I'd rather walk when I was completely finished with my classes but that'll be nearly a year lag between completion of classes and graduation... by then I should be in my Masters program already -- so Jess and the kids all suggested I walk this coming May.

Sooooooo I guess that's what I'm doing.

It's gonna be bizarre walking with a bunch of kids... but f#ck it, I earned it.

I also got some more guidance in what classes I should take in my remaining classes to help me in my goal to be a social studies teacher.

I'm a little worried about how I'm going to do my student teaching and work a full time day job.

But I guess I'll cross that bridge when I get to it.

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Figures Blogger adds the feature to receive followup comments via email right after I go through the trouble of installing Haloscan.

Sheesh. lol

:)

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Highlights from my Google Reader

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Today's featured read: Awlboi Blogs.

This blog is written by a butch and talks about her butch-femme relationship and their family. I liked reading this blog a lot. They were so sweet...

She hasn't blogged since April but I keep this in my google reader in the hopes of getting an update on the love affair that's their marriage. :)

Tomorrow nite is the costume party

at TCC! Be there! 7pm in your best

costume! Prizes will be awarded! :)

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That I would be loved even when I numb myself...

Happy grey, rainy, dreary Thursday.

Or as my cousin, Monchichi likes to call it, "Friday Eve".

So, I'm starting to notice a sort of segregation type thing with my boss. I noticed that even though she will chatter and gossip with me (she gossips, I listen)... it's becoming clear to me that she sees me as a lesser being.

NOT that she treats me that way, it's just that, "management hang out with management and underlings -- no matter their "title" -- hang out with underlings" type mentality.

For instance, most days she goes to lunch with this other attorney that works in this office. One day that other attorney had to go out for lunch and my boss was kinda haunting the hall -- lost without her lunch companion.

Did she ask me if I wanted to go with her even though I was sitting right here? Nope. Didn't cross her mind.

Nor has it crossed her mind at all since I started working here 5 months ago.

Last nite I heard the attorneys all making plans to go out to dinner together that evening. She didn't ask if I'd like to come.

Not that I wanted to, mind you, but, I don't know -- it'd be nice to be asked... I have a problem with feeling like I'm beneath someone.

My old boss at GE was WAY higher in the corporate world than my current boss and we would go out to lunch together a lot.

I mean that woman was as boojie (sp?) as they come but we'd go out to lunch together allll the time (where she would regale me with her nanny or gardener or chauffer or Lexus stories).

Anyway, it was nice to be seen as an equal, I guess... albeit a less accomplished, less paid equal.

Oh well, can't have everything I suppose! :)

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As you can see from my sidebar, there's only 5 days left until I quit smoking. I'm already starting to dread it.

I'm looking forward to saving the money but... well, I'll miss it.

I only have about 2.5 months until my 35th birthday which is when I said I would never be smoking at.

Why? Because EVERY medication commercial says not to take the pill "if you're a smoker over 35". Which means SOMETHING happens to my body on my 35th birthday that is bad.

Very. very. bad.

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I'm getting excited about the costume party on Saturday. Jess and I both have our costumes and we can't wait to party hardy. :D

You local folkz are comin', right??

I LOVE Halloween. :)

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So tonight is my graduation interview at the UB. I can't believe I'm so close to my Bachelors degree.

After I'm done w/ the two classes I'm taking now I'm only 4 classes away from another graduation ceremony.

Quick, huh!? LOL

I guess I better get moving on what my next steps will be in terms of getting into teaching. Hmmm, I wonder if I will be able to somehow do my student teaching in the evenings??

A girl's gotta keep her day job! lol

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Highlights from my Google Reader
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Today's featured blog: Anonymously Yours

She doesn't really post much but the last few posts feel like I took a trip back in time to my past relationship.

I remember that feeling of despair and loneliness. Her posts are dripping with it and she barely wrote at all.

I feel for her.

1 Day to Big Gay Loser's

3rd Weigh-in! (ack!)

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Are you still mad that I gave up long before you did?

So last nite I had some excitement.

I was driving down the Post Road near home and quickly was approaching the last intersection before the turn for my house.

As I was getting closer to entering the intersection I hear a siren coming... but from where, I had no idea... so I start entering the intersection and out flies a cop car to my right and cuts me off as I jam the brakes...

So now I'm mildly annoyed because I didn't really have much warning that a cop on an emergency was coming -- but whatever, I got over it quick and start to follow this cop as we both now continue down the Post Road.

Then I see him turn down my street.

My heart sinks.

"Oh God, Jeremie's dead."

I turn down my street behind him.

He continues down passed the stop sign.

"Oh God, Jeremie's dead."

I continue passed the stop sign.

I see him flashing his big flashlight thingy that's on the cop car looking for something. Then he proceeds to park across the street from my house.

"Oh God, Jeremie's dead."

I pull into my driveway.

Another police car comes up from behind me and blocks me into my driveway.

"Oh God, I'M dead!"

I get out of the car, heart beating a mile a minute and turn towards the cop who is getting out of his car.

"Are you leaving ma'am?"

Ma'am?? WTF??

"Uh, no, I just got here"

Didn't you JUST see me pull in??

"Oh, OK."

And he proceeds to walk next door to my neighbor's house.

SHEESH! Way to give a girl a heart attack!

Apparently some kinda domestic violence thing was going on... something about people yelling, crying, car peeling off.

Who knows... all I know is that it was the house where the new Indian family moved in about 6 months ago.

The one w/ the fruity dude who ever so dramatically told me to "come get my dog" -- because Mickey had gotten loose (and was nowhere near him).

Maybe I should walk over there and ask him to "come get my heartbeat back" from the damn near heart attack I got from him causing the cops to storm the area last nite.

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Highlights from my Google Reader

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Being as I'm subscribed to 80 feeds, I've decided to each day (until I run out) highlight one of the blogs I read in my reader.

Today's blog is: Midnite Confessions

I believe I started reading this one because she commented on my blog. Whenever someone comments on my blog that I don't know I go to their page and check 'em out.

Anyway, she hasn't blogged since June and I'm hoping we are gonna get an entry soon. She sounds like she's having a really rough year with her grandfather passing and her sister in the hospital and all.

So I lay in wait in the hopes of new entries.

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So... did everyone hear about how JK Rowling "admitted" that Dumbledore from Hairy Pooper is gay?

If so, is anyone else annoyed by it?

Why is he gay? Even better question -- why do we care??

None of the other adult characters in any of the Hairy Pooper books are even known except for the a$$hole uncle and aunt (who are obviously married).

I don't know, this just seems to me to be a lame attempt at attention.

Gotta go.

T-Minus 3 days until

the costume party!

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Philly Cheese Face

I was listening to the radio on the way to work the other morning and I heard that a survey was done and that the city that holds the most unattractive people is (and Rain you aren't gonna like this...) Philadelphia.

The most beautiful people supposedly live in Miami. You know, if you're into leather skin and all.

...and here are my thoughts...

A) Who the hell is wasting their time polling the cities to determine which contain the most attractive people?

B) Who's idea of "attractive" are we going with here? Cosmo? I don't find them b!tches attractive at all!

C) How is it possible that Philly is the "ugliest" city??? Isn't Frankfort, Kentucky a city?? (Just kiddin' I just like to pick on Kentucky).

D) No wonder they call it the City of Brotherly Love... no one else is gonna love yer ugly a$$es!! JUST KIDDIN' RAIN!!! I love Philly! Yer cheese steaks are to DIE FOR!!

Seriously though.. what a waste of brain power.

There's still time to vote for me!

You can vote every 24 hours!

Click the blue box on the right.

Thanks!!

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Some White Trash Version of Shania Karaoke

:::yawn:::

Mornin'.

This weekend was nice. We went to see Packie's show, Sordid Lives, at the Carriage House where my show was. VERY funny.

No way in Hades I'da been able to do that show -- especially with all that dialogue. Sheesh!

Afterwards we went over to his house for the cast party. OMG the food.

So much for my diet.

Luckily, I hadn't eaten very much that day. :P

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Sunday I just spent the day doing laundry and catching up on some DVR'd shows and movies.

Quick report:

RV = thumbs up
Doppleganger = thumbs down

Then we watched some African soap opera called Princess Tyra. One of Jess' staff let her borrow the DVD.

OMG... I know it wasn't SUPPOSED to be hysterically funny -- but omg was it.

It was so bad that it was great entertainment.

If you ever see it, pick it up.

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So ever since Jeremie's been grounded (yes, he's still grounded) he's been so bored that he goes to bed early and now is waking up at the crack of down -- before me, even.

Which is REALLY cutting into my alone morning time and I HATE it.

But lately he's been leaving to go to school REALLY REALLY early... this morning he was gone by the time I woke up at 6:10 a.m. He doesn't have to be to school til 7:40-ish.

WTF?? I called him and asked him where the hell he was and he tells me that he had to leave early THIS time b/c he had to type up some homework -- when I asked him why he couldn't just do it on the computer at home, he said it's not working.

Way to be proactive.

God forbid he tell us it's not working before he's "forced" to leave at 5:00-something a.m. to "type up homework"....

Personally, I think there's something rotten in the State of Denmark.

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So the routine w/ the puppy has been that Jess gets up in the middle of the nite (3 am-ish) and I get up earlier than usual to put her out. I usually get up at 6:30-6:45 and have been getting up about 6am.

I think this "getting up in the middle of the night" with the puppy thing is really affecting Jess. All this interrupted sleep is making her SUCH A CRAB APPLE.

I spend a whole lot of time diffusing her these days. I feel like I work for the bomb squad. :P

So this weekend I took both shifts w/ the puppy so she could get some rest and catch up. I think it may have helped a wee bit.

I'll be glad when the little bugger can hold it through the night -- in fact, I think she can already hold it a bit longer than she could when she came.

Which, by the way, will be 2 weeks ago tomorrow.

How time flies, no?

Speaking of Willow... Mickey has a new trick. He's grabbing her by the back of the neck (that skin that momma dogs pick up their puppies by) and is swinging her around by it.

It'd be comical if it didn't give me a heart attack.

She doesn't seem to mind it much but Mickey seems obsessed with doing it.

So I'm on a mission to break him of this new habit.

I went online and read that he's doing it to play with/dominate her but dammit, she submits every time he asks her to, how much more dominating does he want to do?? Sheesh!

We tried putting that Bitter Apple stuff on her collar but no deal... he doesn't mind it at all.

Why that surprises me, I have no idea. If his mouth was bigger I'm sure we'd find spare tires and vegetable cans inside his belly if we gutted him.

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T-Minus one month until I am on vacation for a whole week.

OMG, I can't WAIT!

I took the week of Thanksgiving off so I only needed to use 3 vacation days. I love that. Heheheh.

Ok, gotta run.

Don't forget the TCC

Costume party on Saturday!

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...and although my eyes are open, they might just as well been closed.

Howdy.

Yeah, yeah so I skipped bloggin' yesterday. Sue me. ;)

So finally I uploaded the pics of Willow.

Let's get to it...

This one I like to call:

CUTESIE TOOTSIE

This one I like to call:

POOPDECK PAPPY

This one's called:

AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

This one, BY FAR, is my favorite:

SUBMISSION

Jesus having a puppy is tough.

She's lucky that she's so dang cute.

Anyway, you can find more pictures HERE and in my gutter in the drop down box for Shutterfly pix.

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A big ole HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my grandfather, Feliciano (aka Papai aka Puppy). He turns 89 (I think) tomorrow!

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So -- weekend plans... heading down to New Haven to visit my Puppy for his b-day... I haven't seen him since I worked at Yale. Not cool.

That's the only thing I miss about working there (ok, and the easy commute)... was having lunch at my grandparent's house once a week.

Now I'm back to never seeing them again... because, even though they only live 30 mins away, I can't seem to get my a$$ to their house and I know that I'm gonna regret it.

ANYHOO... yeah, so tomorrow morning/early afternoon we're gonna head down for a few hours... then tomorrow nite we're going to Packie's show, Sordid Lives... WOOOHOOOO

Very excited.

Sunday we have NO plans... I'm hoping it stays that way. We have a lot of DVR'ing and laundry and cleaning to catch up on.

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Today is the 2nd Weigh In for the Big Gay Loser contest. It's not too late to join!

Somehow I managed to lose 4 lbs and I only went to the gym once this week. I have been eating better though... so there's that. :)

Yay me!

I guess that's it for me.

HAPPY FRIDAY!!

Don't forget the TCC

Costume party Oct. 27th!

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All the leaves are brown... and the sky is grey...

Welp, Willow has a skin infection. Two in fact.

It's going to be 10 days before we find out if she has ringworm, but they gave us a shampoo, pills and drops to start treatment.

So -- we took her home... gave her a bath in the medicated shampoo, gave her a pill and some drops and started washing everything she had come into contact with.

So now the poor wittle baby is under quarantine.

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I started back at the gym on Monday in an effort to win the Big Gay Loser and what do I do? Skip the gym on Tuesday. LOL

I must like being a tub.

Anyway -- I am gonna force myself to go today.

I have'ta!!!

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Jess and I ordered our Halloween costumes for the TCC Costume Party on the 27th. I can't wait!

And since our New Years Eve party is going to be a movie character theme, we're wearing them again. :D (That's plannin' for ya).

I need some Halloween party game ideas... thoughts?

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Does anyone else think that DVR recorders are ruining their lives? Seriously... it's totally interfering with my sex life (yeah, TMI, what of it?)

By the time we get done watching the 48,000 shows we recorded, I'm too pooped to pop.

The show Cane is quickly becoming a favorite. It's about Cuban sugar cane farmers/rum makers. Quite entertaining.

Then, for God only knows what reason, we've been watching A Shot at Love with Tila Tequila -- it's a show about a Treasure Troll lookin' girl who became popular on MySp@ce who is "looking for love"... the twist on this show is that she's a bisexual and there are women AND men competing for her "love".

Of course, I don't believe for a second that the sponsors are going to allow her to pick a woman. Mark my words.

I don't know why I watch these "looking for love" shows. It's gross how many people they kiss and/or f#ck.

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Did you know that they passed a law where kids can't get student loans in their name until they're 25?

Shyeah, can I tell you how much that sucks a$$???????????????????????

The financial aid has to go in my name OR they have to wait til their are 25 to start college.

That means by the time the kids are done with me, we'll have tacked on in the neighborhood of $160,000 more in debt.

F#ck it -- why not make it a million??

Sheesh!

But, the kids are paying that sheeit -- and if they default, momma's crackin' some educated heads.

Book club is tonight!

Be there! :)

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Why do they call it tooth paste when it doesn't hold your teeth in?

...today's blog title brought to you by Darlene. ;)

My mind is kinda reeling, so I'm just gonna blurt it all out -- bullet style.

• Tomorrow's book club and I haven't even cracked the book yet. Not good.
• Yesterday Jeremie told us he doesn't think people are born gay.
• In the same breath he said he wanted to join his school's GSA.
• Not sure how I feel about that.
• Jess thinks the puppy has ringworm.
• And it's highly contagious to humans.
• I've been ALL OVER that damn thing.
• She has an appointment on Saturday.
• I'm not sure, but I think my classes start next week.
• I probably should find out.
• Doin' alright in my weightloss. I guess.
• Special K Chocolatey Delight cereal does not live up to my standards in chokkit.
• I'm feeling anxious today.
• I should change my punkymood.
• I'm so bored at work.
• No more time off til the week of Thanksgiving.
• Tick-tock-tick-tock.
• There's nothing I hate more than being "followed up on".

I think my brain just short-circuited.

Laterz.

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Christmas - What other time of the year do you sit in front of a dead tree and eat candy out of your socks?

For a good part of my life I thought myself quite the nomad. I moved a lot... maybe not as much or as far as a military brat, maybe, but a lot none-the-less...

I was born in Mt. Vernon, NY where I lived 'til I was a year and some change. Then we moved to Rye, NY then to New Haven, CT where I went from Kindergarten to 3rd grade.

Then we moved to Port Chester where I started 4th grade -- where I stayed until I had Kristie in 10th grade then I moved back to New Haven to stay w/ my grandparents since I couldn't hack living w/ my mom anymore.

I moved the hell out of my grandparents house as soon as I could because I couldn't take my grandmother's nosey a$$ all in my business all the time...

Then I got my first apartment at the ripe old age of 17.

But the moving didn't stop there... I just localized it to within New Haven. I lived on Howard Avenue (two different locations), Blake Street (two different locations), Fitch Street, Davenport Avenue, and Hubinger Street all between 1990 and 1996 when I moved to Fairfield.

Since living in Fairfield, my nomadic ways have slowed down. I've only had 2 addresses here the most recent since 2002. And frankly, I'm pretty comfy where I am.

Though, I do wish that my yard was fenced in. I hate that I share my backyard with my flanking neighbors. What I hate more is my neighbor Mr. Hairy Back. And that he rides his piddly motorcycle through my (ok, OUR) backyard to get to the front.

I hate that when I sit outside on my patio I have to look at their faces.

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This post has gone horribly awry. This isn't even what I wanted to talk about. But I'll get back to Mr. Hairy Back on another day.

What I did want to talk about was my friend "Talula". I went to school w/ her back in Port Chester. We weren't close or anything but we were cool w/ each other back then.

About 6 months ago I found out she had moved to New Haven (feels like I'm bein' followed ;) and that she also "came to the dark side" (aka is a lesbian).

I think it was she who found me on mysp@ce -- so we've been talking a lot online and sometimes on the phone -- but every attempt to see her in person was foiled thus far.

Yesterday I got an email from her that was sent to me and a bunch of others... apologizing for something and some other random stuff. Well -- I emailed her back to find out what she was talking about and apparently she intentionally OD'd on some prescription pills.

With all of her health problems already she went into seizures and a coma. Now she has some damage to her pancreas, liver, heart and brain.

I felt so bad reading that email. I hadn't talked to her in about month or two and I knew she was depressed a bit about breaking up w/ her girl and being sick (she's got some pretty big health issues) and now I just feel like I wish I had contacted her. I could've been a friend to her.

Poor kid. I really feel for her.

Anyway -- I'm hoping to catch up w/ her soon.

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Congratulations to Juliette who got married this past weekend! I'm wishing you and your wife all the best. :)~

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Big Gay Loser is underway! It's not too late to join.

So far I've not eaten HORRIBLY but not great either.

But dammit, I'm gonna win this thing!!!

Gotta get my lard a$$ to the gym today.

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This weekend was fun. Thursday nite we went to that Coming Out Day party that we threw at TCC. And despite the DRIVING rains, the fact that I got out of work late, and the windshield wiper committing suicide, we got there on time and ELEVEN people showed up. I couldn't believe that many people came out in that rain.

Seriously, it was flooding in a LOT of areas.... but they did.. and it was fun. We all told our coming out stories. And as it turned out I had to come out AGAIN on the way to the Coming Out Day party. I was given a check from the center to buy snacks for the party and when I was cashing the check the lady at the bank asked me what "Coming O. Day" on the memo line meant.

...and my requirement of "need to know basis" was complete. :D So I told her.

I love watching people squirm. Really I do.

Friday nite we didn't do much --- we were supposed to pick up a new mattress and box spring, but the Jeep wasn't done at the shop in time...

...Yes, the Jeep was in the shop. She needed brakes, oil change, a whole slew of stuff so we did that.

The next day after we finally got to pick up the new mattress and box spring (which threatened to fall of the Jeep on the highway -- where Val saw us tying it up on the side of the road). Now everyone in the house has a queen sized bed... Jess and I got the new one and Jeremie got our old one.

Now we need queen sized sheets!! lol -- So if anyone wants to donate -- lol -- or at least tell me where the heck to find cheap ones... sheesh! P

Anyway, we took the Jeep back after that b/c this clunking noise they supposedly fixed WASN'T fixed... so we went there and dropped it back off then we went to Kat & Tina's house for pizza.

Their apartment looked so good -- they painted and put in carpeting and the whole place looked so much more cozy.

Great job! :D

After we left their house we dropped by to check on the Jeep and they hadn't even taken it in yet and it was about to close.

So we took it and said we'd bring it back the next day.

So we stopped by home on the way to Jennings beach to go to a bonfire on the beach. Val was supposed to come but she blew us off... no worries Val! LOL

It was nice, we took the puppy and she was a hit w/ the attendees. It was chilly out and we had a thermos full of our new favorite drink: caramel vodka + apple cider (thx for turning us onto that Meg & Bear!)

Yeah we're gonna have a punch bowl full of that at the New Years Eve party (mark yer calendars folkz!!)

Anyway -- Sunday Jess woke up w/ a sore throat and generally wasn't feeling well most of the day. So we stayed home -- I did laundry and we caught up on some DVR'd stuff...

And that's that...

Gotta run.

Book club is this Wednesday ~

7:30 pm at TCC. :)

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National Coming Out Day

:::kicking down the closet door::::

Not sure if you know this but...

I'M A LESBIAN!!!

Shocking news, I know.

There, I came out.

Happy Coming Out Day folkz!

To celebrate, Jess and I put together a little soiree at the Triangle Community Center. Nothing major, just some snacks and coming out stories with your local LGBTQ family.

So if you are in the local area and are free tonight -- why not hop on by the Center? It's at 7 pm. Directions can be found at their website. I hope you can make it!

I actually wrote my coming out story for HubPages a while back... if you're interested in reading that, it's HERE.

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So, I guess the knockin' on formica didn't work -- lol -- Willow has had a few accidents in the house -- but not really in her crate (except once).

But -- the training continues.

Oh and someone has found her voice too.

Her whining, screaming voice. LOL

Ah... I forgot how much I missed motherhood (not) LOL

Oh but she's sooo cute!

Jess took some AWESOME pictures last nite -- but... again, haven't uploaded them yet (shush Val)....

I was busy! I had a board meeting at the Center until almost 9:30pm then we went grocery shopping til midnight! Cut a girl some slack! lol

:::hugs:::

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I am sooo frickin' tired... I woke up so late this morning. :::yawn:::

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Pretty excited about the upcoming weekend -- we're gonna go to a bonfire on the beach with my sistah from another mistah, Kitty Kat and her wife - Tina (she has quite the lovely name, no??) and I don't know who else... woot woot!

Then at some point I'm hoping to get to Packie's show -- Sordid Lives -- otherwise it may have to be next weekend. (Sorry Packie for linking to your old blog -- I can't get to myspace from here).

:)

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I had a question -- is anyone else disturbed by the fact that "legitimate" news organizations are getting their news from craigslist?

I sporadically browse craigslist just to see what's going down -- and to see if I could be one of those lucky people who is given a suitcase full of money from some rich fart doing some sort of social experiment via craigslist for no reason at all and have all the news organizations contacting me about it.

What? A girl can dream.

Anyway, not long ago I was reading some response from a guy responding to a woman who was 25 and self-proclaimed gorgeous and she was looking for a millionaire to marry... the dude's response was funny and I got a chuckle out of it.

Next thing I knew I saw the thing reported in Reuter's.

It was the Oddly Enough section of the news (which I like to peruse) so I just dismissed it...

But when I got home from work I was flipping through the stations and what should I see on the news?

A story about a woman who is making a plea on craigslist to save her dog from being put down. I had read that one too before I saw it on the news and I thought, WTF?

Does someone just sit around all day surfing craigslist and/or the rest of the 'net for the news now?

What happened to "in the field", investigative reporting?

And a better question is -- where can I get a job that requires me to just surf the 'net all day?

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The New Member of Our Family

Morning!

So Jess and I were talking this weekend after seeing how close Meg and Bear's dogs were -- we thought Mickey (our 8 year old flat-coated retriever) would probably love to have a "little sister".

We say a little sister because after doing some research, it seems that another male dog would've brought about alpha dog issues. Which is where I think we went wrong with Chance.

We also decided to get either a puppy or at least a young dog so that they would allow Mickey to be the alpha dog.

So we started searching petfinder.com and other such websites.

We initially were looking for a Springer Spaniel or a Pug... then we thought maybe a Goldie... but then we saw an ad on craigslist for a full-breed Weimaraner puppy.

If you've never seen or heard of a Weimaraner, they are GORGEOUS.

This is a pic of a full grown Weimaraner:

That picture doesn't even do it justice. Mickey ran into one at the Cascades (a local woodsy place with trails and a lake for dogs to run) this past summer and had a blast playing w/ him.

Anyway, apparently the guy who bought this Weimaraner pup had two and found it to be too much work and was also starting grad school so they wouldn't have the time for two puppies so they wanted to find a good home for her.

In stepped us -- and we scooped her up... and OMG she's GORGEOUS... instantly she stole our hearts... in fact, she stole the hearts of anyone who looked at her.

We had to pick her up in W. Hartford so on the way home we stopped by my sister-in-law, Sarah's house to show the niece and nephew and everyone in the house was in love.

It was so sweet to see little Julia loving the puppy (she's scared of Mickey who is big and excitable).

We also stopped by Roni's house to pick up an old crate to use for the puppy (since we just recently gave Mickey's away). Thx Roni!

She was in love too.

This girl is impossible not to love.

Here's a picture of her... though you can't see her face. We'll take better pics later.

In case you want to see her face, here's a pic of a different Weimaraner puppy (she looks just the same):

THIS PHOTO WAS REMOVED

SICK OF THE FALSE #'S I'M GETTING

JUST BECAUSE PEOPLE ARE GOOGLING

WEIMERANERS. SHEESH.

ADORABLE no???

OMG we're all in love. And per Sarah's suggestion, we have named her Willow.

All the way home she was showering us with kisses (we alternated who was driving so we could get some good puppy time in) and she was hugging me and resting her head on our shoulders and arms. :::swoon:::

So when we got home we had Mickey entertained in Kristie's room while we set up the crate and put Willow inside. We read that it's best to let the existing dog (Mickey) come upon the puppy on his own.

Well he head straight for her crate the second he walked out of Kristie's room. He was so excited that he was jumping all over the place. He spent so much time sniffing her through the cage.

After about an hour, Mickey calmed down a wee bit and we let Willow out of the crate so that Mickey could get up close and personal. He spent the next hour or so sniffing every crevice of her... and she just let him as she was trying to explore the house.

She has, so far, been very good about going outside and hasn't had an accident yet (knock on formica).

Jess woke up at 2am to take her out and I was up earlier than usual (6am) to feed the dogs and put them both out (separately).

After I did that I let them both stay out for a little while to continue to get Mickey used to her and that ended with her sleeping on my feet while I sat on the couch and Mickey sitting next to me getting the best ear scratching and "Good Boy-ing" I could muster at 6 in the morning.

When I left this morning Mickey was roaming the house and Willow was whining like crazy in her crate.

I can't wait til she's bigger and can play with Mickey properly... he sooo wants to play with her... but she's too itty bitty to play how he wants to play.

Jess took her in to work this morning to show her staff and boss (who is dying to get a Weimaraner) and Kristie's taking her home -- but is stopping at HER job to show HER co-workers... lol

I wub my wittle famiwy. :D

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Why doesn't glue stick to the inside of the bottle?

Ok, I have FINALLY uploaded pics.

Sheesh, Val AND Packie! :P

So let's get to vacation talk.

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P-Town

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P-Town was a blast. We stayed in a BEAUTIFUL house on Brafdord Bradford Street owned by two gay couples (so of COURSE it was gorgeous) I took a ton of pictures of the house -- ehem and not much else, I kept forgetting the camera!

Saturday we arrived in P-Town about -- I don't know -- noon? 1? 2? I forget... but we got there and picked our bedrooms then we decided to check out town/get my first dose of hobbie nobbies. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

I totally turned Packie and Bill onto them too. Hehe. My plan for World Domination is nearly complete!

:::rubbing hands together devilishly::::

Packie's gorgeous sister Dawn joined us later in the evening.

Here are the highlights (in order of my memory which sucks):

• Comedy show with Mimi Gonzalez that was VERY funny. She even threw in a harness demonstration for free! :)~
• She had fabulous legs.
• I couldn't decide what was funnier. The comedy show or answering Dawn's questions about what all of it meant afterwards.
• Packie does karaoke!
• Jess and I do karaoke.
• Packie, at least, could carry a tune. :P
• Half naked older women with a young, hot newlywed husbands doing karaoke should be a show on UPN.
• Whale watching is wicked cool. Especially when 3 whales are side-by-side with your boat for a good period of time.
• Mmmmm hobbie nobbies.
• Watching scores of men disappear under a dock on the beach at nite is kinda creepy/funny/icky/intriguing.
• Being in P-Town during "leather weekend" makes for great conversation.
• Being able to buy liquor on Sunday and after 9pm rules! (F#cking Connecticut!)
• I still say that bride was a man.

All told the weekend was AWESOME. Thanks so much for inviting us Packie and Bill! :)

Here's a pic of me and Jess in front of the house... when I still had HAIR.... sigh.



Check out the rest of the pics HERE. (Packie if you guys and/or Dawn have more, please send 'em! Thx!)

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Lake Seneca
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We left for the Finger Lakes in NY sometime after work -- and it's about a 5 hour drive so we didn't end up arriving to the lake house until 2:30.

I was deliriously tired.

Here's a little vid I made to try to explain my mentality at that hour...

I was a freaked out mess looking at all the antique heads and crap staring back at me at that hour of the morning. lol

Poor Jess had to suffer through me holding onto her for dear life. lol

But, in the morning light, things looked a lot less "Haunted Mansion-like" and more like just an overly stuffed with knick knacks lake house.

In fact, the lake was GORGEOUS and HUGE!

This weekend was just about the relaxing -- we played with Bear and Meg's doggies and just had a general good time.

We, of course, played Seven Deadly Sins -- and that game always gets outta hand. We met a really cute gay couple named Tom and Bob (yes, could their names BE any more generic?? LOL)

This is them....

Cute no??

Jess added them to her myspace. lol

Anyway -- Sunday morning we were pretty anxious to get home... so we took off about 10 and started our trek back home.

And that was that!

Thanks Bear and Meg! The rest of the pics can be found HERE.

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Oh and since you all asked SOO nicely LOL --- here's a CLEAR pic of my new haircut:

...sigh... lol

Ok, welp, gotta fly.

Have a good one!!

Don't forget the Coming Out Day
Get-Together on Thursday at 7pm at TCC!

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Why do we wash bath towels? Aren't we clean when we use them?

Mornin'!

So -- on Friday I went to the hair salon and cut off what was left of the damaged hair. So my hair is EVEN shorter now. ...sigh...

I've received conflicting reports...

Jess can't stop raving about it -- and apparently it gives her the "warm fuzzies" in the nether regions (you know how I love to supply you with your TMI for the day)...

Jess' staff member thinks it makes me look "even younger".

While Katie Boi thinks I look "more mature" ---- "Like a 35 year old". Uh yeah, I'm not 35 yet Katie! Way to inflate a girl's ego. ;) -- Katie you can put that shovel away now. All is forgiven now that I've stuck you out in public. :P

Anyway, these are my haircuts:

Stage One

Stage Two (final) - it's blurry:

...sigh...

I don't like it but it's a means to an end. So there ya go.

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Ok, so this weekend was -- ummmm -- interesting. I will post about it tomorrow because that entry NEEDS pictures.

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So this Friday we are starting the Big Gay Loser weightloss club. Someone dropped out this morning already -- so sad.

Anyway -- It's $5 -- peanuts!!! And if you lose the most weight by the end of the 16 weeks, all the moolah is yours! :)~

Win-win.

Anyway --- join that yahoo group by clicking on the chick on the treadmill on the right.

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This Thursday, October 11th is National Coming Out Day. Jess and I are hosting a get together at the Triangle Community Center to celebrate.... refreshments and coming out stories.

What could be better!?

Be there or be square -- Thursday at 7pm! :)

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I found out that my cousin Monica (aka Monchichi) is moving back to Connecticut next year. She's the little cousin who my family blames me for corrupting.

I had a kid as a teen, she had a kid as a teen, I'm a big ole lezbo, she's a lil ole lezbo. LOL

Anyhoo -- I'm so glad she's leaving the red states! (Is Ohio red?) Whatev, I think she'd do much better here than in some state where she doesn't know anybody.

So Yay!

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I found out on Friday that I'm getting some money back from my financial aid award -- which gives us enough money to get some of the much needed work done on the cars (tires for the Mazda, brakes and belts for the Jeep). Yay!!

A break! We caught it!! Woooohooooooooo!! lol

Alright, I gotta go do some stuff to get this woman off my back.

Catch ya on the flip side....

Don't forget the TCC Halloween

costume party on Oct. 27th!

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Who's the man?

I know, I haven't blogged about P-Town yet. Why? Because I haven't uploaded the pics yet.

I'm horrible. I know.

Now tonite we are leaving for another weekend away so I won't have time. But I will, I swear!! :D

What I do wanna tell you about is what went down yesterday....

I went to my mom's house of lunch.

You know, my mom, the uber-religious, tunnel-visioned woman who birthed me.

While I was there, I told her I got married to Jess (a mere 10 months ago). She spent much of the time telling me she didn't want to talk about it.

Not really in a MEAN way so much as "lalallalalalallala -- if I don't hear it -- it can't hurt me" kinda way.

...sigh...

I told her there are organizations such as PFLAG that can help her to cope w/ the catastrophe of having a lesbian for a daughter.

But she cited her own source of information.

Oprah.

Which, I gotta admit, gave me a big chuckle. :P

Of course I got slammed w/ the usual questions ----

"Well, two women can't pro-create what would happen if the whole world was that
way?"

To which I responded,

"I don't know, population control?"

The question that did put me on my ass though, was....

...you won't believe it...

"Well who's on top??"

Seriously... that one put me on the floor.

So I said,

"Whoever wants to be - that's the beauty of it."

All said, the conversation just went around and around in circles with her trying to convince me that I belong with a man and me trying to convince her to try a woman that I belong with a woman.

Stalemate.

....again.

What I wouldn't give for at least one supportive parent that was a part of my life.

A parent like I hear about. One that welcomes Jess into the family with a hug and kiss and a "thanks for boinking loving my daughter."

Sometimes I just feel so jipped. Divorce caused me to have an absent father and loneliness caused me to have a cold mother.

And now, at nearly 35 years old it remains the same.

In the end I told my mother that our relationship will never change if she doesn't learn to find a place for me -- the real me -- in her heart and mind.

That our relationship will remain only a surface relationship and sporadic at best.

This is why I keep my mother at arm's distance. I built a wall around my feelings for her to keep her out.

Because while she cries out how I hurt her by not believing there is a God, minimizing the meaning of the Bible and sleeping with women...

...I don't really think it matches that emptiness I feel to hear her tell me that the love I feel is not as good as that of her marriage and that the person I love most in the world simply does not matter.

I keep her out there. At a safe distance.

But sometimes -- once in a great while -- she bridges the gap.

And sucker punches me.

...off to build a longer bridge.

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Why do we put suits in garment bags and garments in a suitcase?

WARNING: You may learn something new today....

I just realized I forgot to post about what happened w/ Kristie's doctor.

Ok, so the kids health insurance changed semi-recently. I added them to my policy at work b/c the state wanted to charge me $300 per month PER CHILD for their health insurance to continue.

I don't even think COBRA is that expensive.

To which, of course, I said hell no.

So I added them to my policy at work for less than half that. Still not great -- but better.

Anyway, Kristie was in the process of changing doctors anyway (Jess' doctor has REALLY great hours) --- so she asked her (JUST recently) new doctor to fill out a required immunization form for her college and they said they hadn't gotten her immunization records from her last doctor....

....the chase begins...

...so she goes to her last doctor and asks them for her immunization records...

..."We never got them from your last doctor." (The doctor who we had to change from because our insurance no longer covered them).

Wonderful.

So we have to rack our brains at this point to try to even remember who the last doctor before that was..... then I remembered and Kristie called to ask them for a copy of her records (since now that she's 18 all of a sudden I'm not allowed to talk to her doctors --- hmph)....

....they said they wouldn't give her a copy of her records because her account had a $100 balance.

Which reminded me that they had done the same thing to me.

When I transferred Jeremie out of that office they wouldn't give me HIS records w/o paying a $45 balance. Why either of them had balances when they had State-run insurance is beyond me -- but -- I paid the damn $45 and got his records. But I was not happy about it.

This time we didn't have $100 just layin' around and besides that -- I got really pissed off because I just KNEW there was no way they could legally withhold her records.

....this is where being a paralegal comes in handy....

So I looked up the law and sure enough.... HIPAA requires health care providers and insurance companies to give patients access to their medical records as does State law (for you CT residents that'd be Connecticut General Statutes 20-7b-7e)... and the only time they can withhold them is if having them would pose a danger to the patient in which case they would be given to a third party.

So I called her old doctor's office and went OFF.

No seriously, I haven't gone off like that on a stranger in a loooooooooooong, looooooooooooooooooooooong time. On top of that, I was gloriously and unequivocally correct in my argument.

Felt wicked awesome.

So when I told her that she said she didn't think I was right.

To which I said I'd fax over the law for her review.

And this is what I sent:

My daughter came by your office earlier requesting a copy of her medical records and was told that her records are being held hostage until a balance of $100.00 is paid.

Please be advised that:

a) any balance due should have been paid by our insurance as she was covered at the time of service.

b) you are reminded that (in relevant part):

"HIPAA requires health care providers, health plans, and health care clearinghouse to allow you access to your medical records. Notices you receive from providers and plans must include information about how you can obtain copies of your medical records.

If you are denied access, you can file a complaint with the U.S. Department of Health and Human Service's Office of Civil Rights. Your state's medical privacy law might also enable you to file a complaint with state regulators."

I fully intend to file said complaint with both the federal and state agencies if you continue to deny her her legal right to access her medical records. I have half a mind to contact the news organizations as well.

In case you forgot about the HIPAA rules, you can be reminded here: http://www.hhs.gov/ocr/hipaa/consumer_rights.pdf

In addition, you may review Connecticut General Statutes 20-7b-7e wherein you are also mandated to provide her with copies of my medical records.

I find your behavior deplorable and very mafia-esque and you should be ashamed.
I would appreciate your calling me at _______________ or emailing me at ____________________ to let me know when we can expect to pick up a copy of her medical records.

Tina P@#$%^&
Mother of Kristie mailto:M@#$%25^&*

20 minutes later she called me to ask me when I could pick up the records.

Dat's right. Don't f#ck with mama.

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Hit n run...

I'm buried at work -- so this is a quick one.

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Why do you press harder on the buttons of a remote control when you know the batteries are dead?

Mornin'.

Back from our 3-day stint in Provincetown with $1 to spare lol.

I miss it already. Heck, I missed it as we were driving away.

I'll be blogging about that tomorrow (w/ pics)... just didn't have time to upload last nite. Well, I did, but I had far too much TV to watch on the DVR.

We watched Dexter (so glad that's back!), Heroes, Journeyman and The Soup.

I'm not sure if it's a good or bad thing, this DVR.... lol I don't think I ever wanted to watch TV as much as I do now!

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So, I cut my hair. Well, to be clear, it was Jessie who cut my hair. I'd say she cut about 2.5 - 3 inches off.

Word of advice: don't ever highlight your hair. Either that or my brother (the totally cliche gay boy hairdresser who works for a froo froo shee shee salon in Greenwich of all places) has no frickin' idea what he was doing b/c my hair turned into hay after it. (No seriously, whenever I saw a horse it became a fight for my life.)

It's never recovered.

Now my hair is gone as a result.

And that makes me quite a bit sadly.

Here's the aftermath on the bathroom floor:

...sigh...

Anyway, this is me now.

Ok, I give up. I've been waiting for hours for the pic of my haircut to come from my cam phone to my email but it just doesn't seem to wanna come... so I'll post it if and when it ever does.

My hair was straight when she cut it.

I'm scared to see how short it's gonna look when it's curly.

So if you hear a thud in the morning when you're getting ready for work, that'd be me passing out after my shower.

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Two of the admins around here are on vacation the next week and a half/two weeks, and I can't figure out if that's good or bad for me.

Likely, bad.

As for me, I have no more time coming my way until Turkey Day. I took the week of Thanksgiving off. So come on November 15th! (Which is my last work day until November 26th).

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Welp, I've got stuff to do so, without further adieu, the winner of last week's Thursday Treasure Hunt is....

...drumroll please....

DARLENE!

(damn, Evil, ya had a 50/50 shot! lol)

Congrats!

Send me your address and I'll ship this bad boy off to ya.

Off to go sift through the 72 feeds that came through on Google Reader...

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