Recently, my daughter and I attended a book signing by our favorite author in Orlando.
Kim Harrison has written The Hollows Series.Thirteen books about witches, demons, vampires, werewolves, elves and pixies or as the friend who introduced me to the series said, “A gay man’s fantasy!”I got my daughter hooked on them and she wanted more than anything to attend a signing by Ms. Harrison.
Since we decided to go up a day early and spend the night, we had some free time in O-Town.We hadn’t won the lottery so we didn’t go to any of the theme parks.We were going to go shop and eat in nearby Winter Park but saw a brochure for The CSI Experienceand went there instead.
Much to my delight, in the same building as The CSI Experience was one of The Body exhibits.Several years ago, there was one of The Body exhibits in Tampa that caused some craziness because it uses actual, real dead, human bodies.So cool!
These bodies are sliced, peeled, cut, diced, etc. to allow you to see what’s under the skin.The preservation method is incredible.My daughter was horrified to realize that even the body hair was intact.She was a wee bit freaked by the perfectly preserved pubic hair!
The CSI Experience was fun.It’s geared more to children-tweens, I think but it was worth the admission price and we spent less than if we had gone shopping!If you’re heading to Orlando and want something more than The Mouse, give The CSI Experience a look.Definitely go if The Body exhibit is still there.
Kim Harrison was lovely.She’s funny, smart and her husband is hysterical.She seems like a good person – not letting fame get to her.My daughter was thrilled being able to take pictures with her and I was able to help out another fan by emailing her the pictures I took of the group shots.Ms. Harrison is having a new series published very soon.It won’t have any paranormal elements but sounds like it’s going to be interesting.I like her writing style and will most definitely be pre-ordering!
Overall, my daughter and I had a great “girl’s weekend” even with the trauma of preserved pubes!
Most of us don't like going to work every day. I don't. I really do not like working. In honor of Labor Day, here's a tragedy that makes going to an office five days a week, 8 hours a day, almost like going to a party.
What makes the Triangle Shirtwaist Factory firemore tragic is that while most American factories have improved their conditions, the majority of overseas factories haven't.
Not sure what prompted this depressing post but it might have something to do with having to go back to work on Tuesday!
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As usual, I'm right on top of current events. But in this case I'm cutting myself some slack. Robin Williams suicide hit me like a tsunami. I was overwhelmed. He was and will remain one of my favorite actors and human beings.
Y'all know that I suffer from depression. I take medication but those that sit on the edge of The Abyss everyday also know that there are events, etc. that will send you tumbling down - medicated or not. That one of the most brilliant, talented, generous spirits could end his life, pushed me right over the edge, into the void for days. Even now, I feel deep, deep sadness. I feel it for his family, friends and millions of fans like me that couldn't understand, "Why?"
I read this quote posted on a friend's Facebook page ~
“The so-called ‘psychotically depressed’ person who tries to kill herself doesn’t do so out of quote ‘hopelessness’ or any abstract conviction that life’s assets and debits do not square. And surely not because death seems suddenly appealing. The person in whom Its invisible agony reaches a certain unendurable level will kill herself the same way a trapped person will eventually jump from the window of a burning high-rise. Make no mistake about people who leap from burning windows. Their terror of falling from a great height is still just as great as it would be for you or me standing speculatively at the same window just checking out the view; i.e. the fear of falling remains a constant. The variable here is the other terror, the fire’s flames: when the flames get close enough, falling to death becomes the slightly less terrible of two terrors. It’s not desiring the fall; it’s terror of the flames. And yet nobody down on the sidewalk, looking up and yelling ‘Don’t!’ and ‘Hang on!’, can understand the jump. Not really. You’d have to have personally been trapped and felt flames to really understand a terror way beyond falling.”
It's helped me comprehend what Robin Williams may have felt. It makes me sadder to know that those flames were moving ever closer to him and that he believed no one could or would keep them at bay. It also makes me feel better knowing that I don't even have anything smoldering.
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Hi! How y’all doing? Yeah, it’s been awhile. I’ve just found out I have severe sleep apnea! No wonder I’m exhausted all the time! I had a sleep study done either in 2009 or 2010 but the doctor that ordered it never followed up so I figured I was good to go. Mulder has told me I breathe weird when I’m sleeping and that I snore like Godzilla. Others that have slept with me have mentioned the breathing thing but my friends are too polite to tell me I snore. Anyway,
the new doctor I’ve been seeing mentioned a sleep study. When I told
him I had one, he got the results – I wake up an average of 11 times an
hour and during the 7 hour study, I moved or changed position 85 times!
This is probably why I don’t dream. I’m now going for the second part of the study, to get the CPAP machine. I’m told that I’ll be a “new person” once I actually get some sleep.
I haven’t decided who I want to be yet. I was thinking Angelina Jolie. She’s rich, skinny, has great lips and is married to Brad Pitt. Brilliant! But then again, she has all those kids. Then I thought, I could be Brad Pitt – handsome, rich, ripped (most of the time) and it’d be interesting to have a penis. I’d still be stuck with all those kids though. Kim Kardashian passed through my thoughts for about a NY minute. She’s
rich, sorta pretty, doesn’t really have to do anything to stay rich.
The drawbacks with her are her ass (it needs it’s own zip code) and
Kanye West. I don’t want to be a new person going to jail for murdering her husband.
Right now I’m leaning towards being Ellen Degeneres. She’s rich (sensing a theme here?), funny, generous, kind and in my opinion very attractive. The problem being Ellen is being married to Portia DeRossi. Mulder might like that though. Also, I’m not sure I’d like to live in California. That problem could be easily remedied, I think.
So there you have it. I’ll let y’all know who I decide to be and how the deal with a CPAP goes. I’m sure it’s a stunning look when one is going to bed. Maybe I could be Sophia Vergara .....
In other news, I’ve
decided I’m not going to make jewelry any longer so I’ve been making
stuff like crazy because I want to use the things I’ve purchased and
then get them listed. I’m going to stick to sewing and some other type of crafting.
If you don’t sell things on Etsy and/or eBay, lemme tell you it’s a
full-time job just taking pictures, editing pictures, writing copy,
weighing the item, and then actually listing them. I’ve got boxes of finished things waiting to have their pictures taken all over the place!
I think I’ll do some giveaways here. Is that a good idea? Anybody want something that I’ve crafted?
My grandson has taken his first steps. He looks like a drunken sailor on shore leave. The boy also has a temper but is so damn cute I can’t stand it sometimes.
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This is a blog by a woman in her 50's who is finally on the crooked path to find who she truly is.
Married at 19 and divorced at 53. I am going to unearth the artist, the cynic, the free spirit that has been long buried. Or die trying.
I've left Bethlehem
and I feel free...
I've left the girl I was supposed to be
and some day I'll be born.