tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31161266747897509052024-03-19T22:23:23.049-07:00The Southern Bombshell LivesSpreading that Southern Charm one grit at a timeSouthern Bombshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05821274398932406578noreply@blogger.comBlogger62125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116126674789750905.post-56261323778662565182012-08-26T02:12:00.000-07:002012-08-26T02:12:40.204-07:00Want It, Love it, Hate itThis is just going to be a kinda all around review of some things I've loved and some things I didn't feel the love for along with some things I'm drooling over. Unfortunately this is in random order since ya know organization is not my strong suit.
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Love Love Love it! I "visited" this at TJ Maxx forever and the beau got it for our 5 year(gawd that's a long time) anniversary last month.
<blockquote>DKNY Hot Pink pebble leather Wallet</blockquote>
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I am just DROOLING over this handbag to match the wallet. I can just see many happy thrifting and yardsaleing days happening with this bag.
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It looks like it's a different pink then then wallet but it's just the pic.
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I know they are incredibly popular but I just don't get it. All I think of when I see one is...
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It's basically just a nylon bag that's morphed into a status symbol, and I love a good status symbol like hello..the Louis Vuitton speedy 45 which I adore. Please tell me if there is something I'm missing because with a $100+ price tag I could find something better.
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I am loving this Vodka
<blockquote>360 Madagascar Vanilla Vodka</blockquote>
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It is incredibly smooth and flavorful and as a bonus it's very eco friendly. Recycled glass, water based label ink and you send them the cork back(for free) and they reuse them. When I googled this I saw a lot of talk about a "glazed doughnut" flavor...oh the possibilities. Now Stoli will always be my fav but at $18+ a bottle and me being a bit of a sipper(drinker, shot taker.......who's really keeping track) this was a better option at only around $11.
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Last but for sure not least is this little gem!
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Now I make no bones about the fact that I am a pretty serious sipper/drinker/shot-taker. I don't come home and throw rollers in my hair and sit down with a can of Pabst Blue Ribbon, but I do like my drinky winky and I like a good variety. I used to be a Bourbon only gal(and I will in the future do a post just on the different bourbons) but I have expanded my horizons to include vodka, beer, and wine. Lots O wine!
This stuff is amazing for the price. Any good Pinot Grigio drinker out there knows Santa Margarita is the standard for this variety but if you don't want to spend $20+ a bottle this stuff is DA BOMB DIGGITY at only $5.99 on sale at Kroger, it's regularly $9.99 which is more but still a great deal for this wine. I have paid $6 a glass for PG at restaurants and been less pleased.
That's about that. I'm thinking of doing a love it, hate it, want it post every week or so if there is any interest or ya know..if I wanna do it.
Enjoy the end of the weekend!
Southern Bombshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05821274398932406578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116126674789750905.post-55166034929631934842012-08-24T13:38:00.000-07:002012-08-24T13:38:20.735-07:00I'm baaaackI have been gone for a way long time but I'm back now finally!
<blockquote></blockquote>So many new things to update everyone on. First and best I got a promotion at work to Assistant Manager! I am so happy to have my hard work pay off. Now it's a pretty small restaurant and because it's not corporate there isn't really any farther up to go but I'm hoping this experience will set me up for a good position in a bigger company in the future. It's my dream to eventually run my own little supper club and I feel like I am actually taking a step toward that goal now. I also want to keep my online vintage clothes and accessory sales going but I have been slacka-lacking in a major way. Like I completely stopped, perhaps just like my blogging?
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These are the things on my mind lately
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Say what? Oh that's right another American Pie Quadreqeal....or whatevs. No really it was decent. Like surprisingly decent considering it's predecessors of late. It had some really funny stuff, some gross funny stuff, some warm and fuzzy stuff. I'm glad I didn't pay $9 to watch it at the theater but it was worth a buck at redbox. Also for those of my generation who can remember way back to the early 2000's Alyson Hannigan who played Willow on BVS or Buffy the Vampire Slayer (come on you know you loved it....or at least David Boreanaz "Angel" and James Marsters "Spike" with their shirts off) is in it and, well I'm not sure where I was going with that but she's a pretty funny girl and it's worth a watch. Oh yeah and I just want to say Tara looks pretty good, she was a hot mess there for a bit and now it looks like she got the "girls" fixed and she's all clean and sober, good for you!
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Because Gawd Forbid your other viewing option be this...this....I'm just speechless.
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Here Comes Honey Boo Boo and crew
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I thought for a second it was this gal Eden Wood
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She's a cutie, cutie patootie.
But no I was wrong. Just another disturbed little blonde beauty queen. I lost the Gastineau Girls way back when but now this stuff rates over 2 million views. What kind of ish is that.
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Well tomorrow is Saturday and I'm hoping to get my garage sale shopping on and hopefully I'll have some minky goodies to show y'all.
Southern Bombshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05821274398932406578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116126674789750905.post-91130284303680839522012-01-04T21:33:00.000-08:002012-01-04T21:33:57.058-08:00New year New loves!With work and the beau I have been so super busy! I'm hoping to start all kinds of positive trends in my life this upcoming year but so far it's been kind of a bust. I have a few new things to tell you about however.<br />
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I found this and it reminded me of the New Years Bash over at Terry and Alana's house. Note to self: don't let the tipsiest person person at the party pour shots. (apple pucker, tequila, and gin???? Yes Mary I'm talkin to you!) I know a lot of people who went through these 9 steps. Not myself of course. I never drink I just sip.....a lot. <br />
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Since I am unable to find someone to do an acceptable job on my acrylics(you know I love big hair and long nails) I am trying my best to embrace short stubby little nubs. I hate them but I love this color. It's called Plazaplumberry by NYC. For around $2 it's a steal as long as you use a good top coat. Mucho compliments from coworkers and guests at work.<br />
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This is my new tv crush Christian Kane. I think he's just dreamy. Hehe. I'm not often a fan of long hair on men but he's also from Texas and has the whole rough and tough cowboy thing going for him. For right now he plays Eliot Spencer on Leverage which also happens to be one of my favorite shows. He's got this whole bad boy gone good thing on the show. In real life I'm pretty sure Christian is who Jasmine Rae was singin' bout in Hunky Country Boy. <br />
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1. I am starving in the morning. Unfortunately for my waist line I am not one of those gals that can say..oh me..no I'm not hungry...I'll just wait for my baby greens at lunch. When I wake up I have two thoughts COFFEE and FOOD!<br />
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This is the view that greeted me when I looked out my front door. The only good thing I can say is that at least it's already been plowed.<br />
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The view out of the patio door when I let the old lady out to do her business was much better. Kinda looks like God is sending rays of happiness down right? You can see where the big dog frolicked last night. <br />
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I have about a billion things to do today. I have to work a double at the sushi restaurant.(can anyone tell me why I keep taking jobs at restaurants when they cause me so much mental pain???.....OH YEAH a constant paycheck. Blah blah.) I was hoping to get the Christmas tree decorated and maybe even some decorations on the front of the house since it's already the second. But it looks like it's going to take a few more days to get in the holiday spirit. I have to write out all my Christmas cards as well. Busy Busy!!<br />
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Wishes, Prayers, and Kisses!Southern Bombshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05821274398932406578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116126674789750905.post-87789598906579465902011-10-10T11:39:00.000-07:002011-10-10T11:39:32.441-07:00Free isn't always a good thingFor example TG called me the other day and it went like this(and yes TG I blame you for this....you will pay)<br />
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TG: Hey are you still looking for a sofa set for the basement?<br />
SB: Umm yes I guess, not actively searching but if it's there maybe. Why?<br />
TG: My neighbors are moving into an apartment and they are getting rid of a beige leather sofa/loveseat set. <br />
SB: Really? Ok well is it in good shape, do they have pets?<br />
TG: No I don't think they have pets, it's pretty nice there is a little tear on the back of the sofa but that's it. <br />
SB: Ok great let me grab the truck and I will come take a look at it. <br />
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Let me break in to say that we are in the progress of finishing up some rooms in our basement and I was planning on having kind of a man/media room. (mostly I want a place for the beau to play army games while I watch my Mad Men and Pan-am in peace)<br />
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We are in desperate need of living room furniture, seriously our current living room set is 24 years old and from my parents first house. We are of the buy good the first time and use it until it falls apart mentality and we are almost at the collapsing point. The beau is 6 ft 3 and over 200 lbs so one good sit down and this stuff is just going to give up the ghost. My plan was to put this newish set in the basement then just worry about getting living room furniture. <br />
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So the lil sis and I run a few neighborhoods over to TG's house and take a look and sniff at the furniture. It looks good enough for a mostly man cave so we load it up (you can imagine how much fun it was for two gals less then 5'3 loading it into the suv) and make two trips hauling it home and into the garage. Where it sits for about three days.<br />
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Let me add that the previous owner asked us if we wanted help loading it, we said no since we were appreciative of them giving it to us and didn't want to put them out. This should have been a hint. People just aren't that nice anymore. <br />
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Next week: the beau goes into the garage for groceries and comes back in and says "it smells like cat tinkle out there"(no he didn't really say tinkle..use your imagination) Now since I asked about the pets and did an initial sniff of the furniture I'm assuming it's some of the paint mixed with the garbage can that's causing the smell so we don't even think of the furniture. The next day lil sis and I grab the steam cleaner and the Murphy Oil to detail the furniture before we move it in. <br />
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I cannot begin to describe the smell that happened when the steam hit the fabric beneath the cushions. I have smelled community dumps that weren't that bad. They could bottle this stuff and use it instead of mace because I'm sure it'd be just as effective. <br />
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At this point I called TG and said umm exsqueeze me I thought they had no pets. This is the classic and unforgettable reply.<br />
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TG: Well they just had cats not dogs, they only peed on it maybe a few times.<br />
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It makes it ok because they only tinkled on it a few times??? Come again you crazy person? Is this really coming from the person that won't stay in less then a 5 Diamond hotel because she's so high maintenance?<br />
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Then I flash back to the previous owners offer to load it up for us. Oh the laugh they must have had when we left. And to think we rushed over there to get it before someone else could. I never thought I would see the time when free was bad. Now I'm afraid to put it out to the curb. I don't want someone else to take it and find out the awful truth when they get home. I'm thinking I'm going to have to put a sign on it. "do not take...smells like cat pee when heated" <br />
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Oh TG I see many 2 diamond hotels in your future you stinker!Southern Bombshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05821274398932406578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116126674789750905.post-83923030128218092732011-10-06T04:11:00.000-07:002011-10-06T04:11:35.065-07:00Ambrosia Recipe that you won't be able to stop eating!I do believe I'm feeling quite chatty this morning so this will more then likely be a whopper post. But there is a D-Vine recipe for Ambrosia down below so it will all be worth it. No worries!<br />
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If you keep up to date with my oh so interesting posts(ha ha right)then you know that I have basically made The Ebay my job. I mean really it's the next best thing to being a personal shopper only you get to take advantage of the merchandise first since it's usually pre-loved and then if you have your smart shopping down you make a profit off it. Perhaps it's just me but that sounds like a heck of a deal. This handbag below was one of my recent purchases and it's what we call "borderline" since I may have a bit more invested then what it needs to be *Minky*(our code word for a good money maker)<br />
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However it's a fairly decent designer and the price was nice and I think it's a great style with feminine details. The kicker is that is it's also NWOT or new with out tags. So I can't really test drive it with out decreasing the value by a good chunk. Opinions anyone...super cute or give it the boot?<br />
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Anyways this leads me to my last meal featured above. I call it my *spoiled girl lunch*. It's something my mama and I used to have when I was a bit younger and my daddy would be out of town. A nice piece of steak and some lobster with lemon and butter. It is possibly one of my very favorite foods, and hey not processed! I also feel the need to mention that that is so a salad plate not a dinner plate. Just saying. <br />
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This was also kind of a last meal treat but the others got to it right after I made it and I only got a measly small half a container of it hehe.<br />
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The D-Vine Ambrosia Salad aka the Mana from heaven<br />
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1 1/2 c Whipped topping<br />
1 c Sour Cream(full fat please)<br />
1 c Mini Marshmallows(white or it looks like..........well lets not say what exactly but colors just don't mix well with the cherries and pineapples).<br />
1/2 c Shredded coconut sweetened<br />
Around 3/4 tsp of salt<br />
1 c Canned mandarin oranges (you could segment clementines and it might be a bit better but who has the time) <br />
1/2 c Maraschino Cherries feel free to add more but the more cherries the pinker your ambrosia. <br />
1 c Pineapple chunks<br />
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Give it a good stir and see what you've got. For the most part the above measurements are a suggestion. If you like pineapples more then mandarin oranges then add more of one and less of the other. It should have a pretty thick layer of the whip/sour cream mix because this will set up and thicken a good bit while in the fridge. If it looks a bit dry then just add some more white stuff. Sour cream makes it tangier and the whip makes it more light and fluffy. <br />
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After it's all done throw it in the pyrex and chill it for at least an hour. After just sit back and enjoy.<br />
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I have heard tales about *others* doing crazy things like toasting their coconut and adding chopped walnuts and some even substitue canned fruit cocktail for the self mixed ingredients. The first two are pretty yummy I must admit but I draw the line at mushy fruit cocktail in heavy syrup. Yuck. Good luck and happy ambrosia eating!Southern Bombshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05821274398932406578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116126674789750905.post-68809684360391169972011-10-01T09:37:00.000-07:002011-10-01T09:37:15.688-07:00I heart trip advisor!I just wanted to say that I have found my new online home. Trip Advisor is the place for me. I just go and type in the restaurant, hotel, or what not and offer my very strong opinions. Then they send me an appreciative e-mail for reviewing. Which is something that I love to do anyway. Really....you guys should go and try it. It's a real power trip heheSouthern Bombshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05821274398932406578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116126674789750905.post-72599728993575898592011-10-01T07:16:00.000-07:002011-10-01T07:18:06.515-07:00Oh for the love of the Hotel Gods....who took away the continental breakfast?With TGs husbands recent deployment(God keep him safe)she has decided to come back to the Hoosier state for the duration. Since she's coming here from...where?...oh that's right Hawaii I only feel slightly sorry for her ladies and gents because it's a whopping 43 degrees here right now and my recently Floridian self is about to curl into my mink and hibernate for the winter while her Hawaiian self is coming here on purpose.<br />
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Any who we decided to have a few ladies weekends out in true southern bombshell style. I'm talkin 5 Diamond rated hotels and football games girls! The only things that really matter....I'm just kidding...really....about the hotels that is. <br />
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So here is my thing about hotels. I'm a picky picky priss when it comes to staying in a bed other then my own(my own is perfect dontcha know). TG is in a realm far far beyond picky. Since she is the ultimate online bidder on those travel sites she can afford to be that way. She saved something crazy like 68% on our hotel stays while we were there. A real southern bombshell knows how to get the Caddy for the price of the Pinto if you know what I mean and TG has made an art of the bargain! Me being the granddaughter of the crazy southern gran has stayed in her share of Super Hell's and Motel 666's during the long treks between Indiana and Alabama so while I love those fancy places I can make the best of the dive(easily snuck into pools for example). Also being a budgeting kind of gal I expect a lot for my hard earned(or gifted) cash. I still want the Louis Vuitton but I'm going to buy it pre-loved and save a fortune plus the added benefit of not looking like nouveau riche otherwise known as the neeavah reeech...until now that is. So back to hotels as far as they go I am just dying to know why the majority of the very fancy and very pricy hotels we stayed at offered no Continental breakfast. Call me cheap if you must but at $300+ per night I think we have payed for some reconstituted eggs and do it yourself Belgian waffles with the occasional mushy banana thrown in. I mean really if the Holiday Inn Express/Hampton/Baymont clan can throw it in why can't the others?<br />
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Now the following Inn was the exception. If you ever go to Charleston you MUST stay at the Vendue Inn. Bid on it, sell your first born if you have too then relish every second of your stay because it is A-mazing. If you are into the super modern, sharp angled kinda place you might overlook the provincial appearance of this genteel establishment but if you are a southern gal...this is the next best thing to the plantation. I am talking about first rate service where they say "miss/madam" and don't do the tres tacky calling of the guest by their first name thing. Daily turn down service(Charleston Chew on your pillow anyone), wine and Hors d'oeuvre cocktail hour, and cookies and milk before bed. Not to mention the icing on the cake *complementary* made to order hot breakfast. Prices range from $175-$355, with the master bidder we paid around $190 a night for the $325 suite. They have cute little bellboys in cute little outfits. They park your car and bring it around for you when you need it. When you bring back that 32 inch pizza from Giovanni's at 3am they will wrap it and put it in the fridge for you. The single not so fun thing was the lack of a pool and seeing as you are only 20 min from the ocean I quickly got over this fact. Also there was a rooftop bar...I'm just saying us gals love our cocktails. This is also a historic building and they give you a very nice and perfectly short(unlike this post) tour and history of the building when you check in. I am a bad phone photo operator so this is just a taste please go see their website for real adult photos. <br />
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Oh yes those are the magical 70% down 30% feather pillows,and my oh my yes that is a real antique four poster canopy bed. The only reproductions were the dressers.<br />
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We stopped and ate at the required slider hot spot White Castle..it's not Krystal's or Powers if your from the Fort Wayne area but it's still dang good. <br />
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So if you keep up with Yankee teams then you know the Colts lost by a smidge to those wily steelers. It was heartbreaking with the season they have been having but I'm betting they are going to whip Tampa hind end next week. They had the National Guard and volunteers unroll this field sized flag during the national anthem when the girl sang "Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave" they made it wave. I was close to tears. <br />
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On the way back we did the necessary big chicken thing. Really...it's mandatory, if you drive back from Indy you simply must pull over and take a picture with the big chicken. If you don't do it your car will pull itself over to it like some kind of strange magnetic field. <br />
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Umm I'm wondering why my jeans look acid washed because I'm pretty sure I have never owned acid washed anything(excluding my throat after that Wolfgang yucky)Southern Bombshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05821274398932406578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116126674789750905.post-90881262275878447792011-08-29T04:01:00.000-07:002011-08-29T04:01:02.906-07:00Just another magic MondayI have so many things to do today that I just don't know where to start. I did some major slacking over the weekend and didn't get a thing done. This morning I have an interview for a part time receptionist position(crossing my fingers..it's at a BMW dealership). So naturally that means manicure, hair setting, and picking out the perfect outfit. I'm thinking my mint green cashmere short sleeve sweater with my black Tahari skirt. Then the usual pearls and diamond studs. Then after the interview it's back to the so very unglamorous tasks of house cleaning and dinner fixing. I believe we are going to have pinto beans and rice with the leftover ham from the other night. It's been kind of a ham-o-rama around here lately. When I make a roast of some sort I try my best to use every bit of it. For breakfast I used a bit of the chopped ham for grits. I added cheese, ham, salt, pepper, garlic, onion, and a bit of butter.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbLmr78qKXaOWh8gfvgoBON9iFz5J0plBSaka6tvUj6stzd5EZy85m6aypwLICK_hoI7ZeJGH-ZBnmheVJ0ZtUXg0wD_oFbgcvcwiCJwPxRazXd0GXGguyCUFA4MXCCJ1vAPnZcjuFYhM/s1600/DSC_0427.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbLmr78qKXaOWh8gfvgoBON9iFz5J0plBSaka6tvUj6stzd5EZy85m6aypwLICK_hoI7ZeJGH-ZBnmheVJ0ZtUXg0wD_oFbgcvcwiCJwPxRazXd0GXGguyCUFA4MXCCJ1vAPnZcjuFYhM/s320/DSC_0427.jpg" /></a></div>With that I had my usual coffee.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZI4aW8akEaitMCAvgzo_OmZBBNwF0aRlmzCKoD31LnGU1h0z6gOTqcj9ZgEne4WaSW_iONQv67vBoTJC21G2AWBCUdnAIgv56FPAY28RP9UI1fORpFf-d9lOLbFvgMdBbWb3y7sW86G4/s1600/DSC_0428.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZI4aW8akEaitMCAvgzo_OmZBBNwF0aRlmzCKoD31LnGU1h0z6gOTqcj9ZgEne4WaSW_iONQv67vBoTJC21G2AWBCUdnAIgv56FPAY28RP9UI1fORpFf-d9lOLbFvgMdBbWb3y7sW86G4/s320/DSC_0428.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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Southern Bombshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05821274398932406578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116126674789750905.post-74728847295644462212011-08-26T03:22:00.000-07:002011-08-26T03:22:45.944-07:00Just another sleepless nightSo I'm sitting here, still awake at....well I won't mention what hour.... watching Jimmy Carter quotes on youtube. On the sidebar there are all kinds of videos of people booing our president and his wife. Now let me preface this by saying I am not an Obama supporter. I realize that he walked into a mess and it would be unrealistic of us to expect him to snap his fingers and have it all fixed, buuutttt I also think that a lot of his campaigning was focused on him dangling things in front of us that we were never going to have. At least not during his term in office. I was also highly offended by the Obamas stating that they lived in a "small bungalow" in Chicago, when it's really a three story traditional home. Anyone who's ever tried to purchase or rent decent real estate in Chicago knows there is no such thing as a multistory bungalow. Any who, I watched a few of these and am just shocked beyond words. In one case Obama is talking about a lady with breast cancer and her horrible insurance situation and some boy(really an apx 28 year old) has the nerve to start trying to boo and shout over the president! I mean really! If you don't like the president that's all well and fine but how about you show a little basic decency and respect for the seriousness of the conversation. Last time I checked this was not an open floor debate for you personal thoughts.(hello that's what blogging is for..duh) Not to mention why are you somewhere Obama is speaking if you don't care to hear what he has to say? Didn't his mama teach him THE RULE? You know..if you don't have anything nice to say then keep your mouth shut!(usually delivered with a firm tap on the behind)<br />
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See I'm thinking back to the time I was at a circus and this kid behind me had this big plastic sword. He kept wackin me in the back of the head with it(he should have been wackin his mama.....I bet she would have put an end to it then). Now I'm wishin I would have been seated behind this loud mouth with said sword. I think he needs a few wacks..you know just to remind him of his manners. <br />
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The other video that floored me was when Mrs.Obama was at some sporting event and when she was introduced an entire section of the stadium booed. WHAT IS THAT? Who boos a lady in public? I might not like their politics but I appreciate the fact that Mrs.Obama is always appropriate. In this age of pantie-less displays and out right vulgarity I appreciate some lady like mannerisms. Who are these people acting like heathens in public and why did nobody ever teach them how to act?<br />
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I have said it before and I will continue to say it. As a parent your job is to make your child into a productive, well adjusted, successful adult. It is possible to have a good relationship with your child without being "best friends forever". My mama frequently tells me that I'm going to be a "mean mommy" because of my lack of tolerance for certain things. Like bad manners, there is simply no excuse because good manners are taught and learned not some genetic mutation. School is going to be another sticking point for me. If I am willing to sit down with you and help you and work with you then you sure as all get out better be willing to put in an equal amount of effort. I know that my future children won't always be perfect but they will only know what you teach them and what they glean from the outside world. The parents are the only defense and stable building blocks they have and if you are going to have the kids then it's your responsibility to do right by them. <br />
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Ok stepping off my soap box and going to bed now....nighty night!Southern Bombshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05821274398932406578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116126674789750905.post-89570000850018904342011-08-23T08:08:00.000-07:002011-08-23T08:08:01.092-07:00Time to start buildingToday I am a bit of a blogging fiend. I have been away for some time and have just recently re-devoted myself to this. There is a new look that's still under construction but it's making headway. <br />
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With my recent unintentional relocation I have decided that it is time to "get things in line"....I can be heard saying this at least 10 times an hour(please pray for my mama, sis, and beau). My extreme personality lends itself to either full devotion to one thing until it's finished or to completely ignore the offending issue. I am one of those people that just can't "let things go". This is good and bad. I get stuff done, but others usually don't enjoy it while it's happening. I have three main issues that I am tackling right now. First after finding out about my sisters dismal grades from last year(hello....who fails phys ed?) I have been like a dog with a bone about her school work. My mother has had a nasty couple of years and she has just not been in a place where she is able to deal with this. I was no prize in high school and I just don't think she can face another surly teen. It's easier for her to just ignore it(wonder who I get that mindset from). I however am ready to wage war on this school work thing. You can imagine how happy my sis is to find me hovering over her demanding to see school work done before anything fun starts happening. While I may be driving her slowly insane I can see the pride she feels when the teacher brings her project up as a good example or she gets a great grade on something. We won't talk about the look on her face when I decided to go to open house and sign up for the PTO. I'm sure you can imagine.<br />
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The other thing that's been prayin' on my mind is the fact that while we have lived in this house for the last 9 years we never really "moved in". We have yet to finish painting a single room or to even try to decorate something. At first it was because we were always two months from moving again, then it was just pure lazy. I have slowly started to remedy this. <br />
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Behold the first finished bit of the house. The living room fire place. The back wall is library green and the other items are things I've found here and there. The vase was my Grandmothers, the roses were one of the first gifts from my beau. The only thing that's not right is the carpet. That's the last thing on my list because unfortunately that hideous rose color is through the entire house and all the flooring needs to be replaced. We won't talk about the commercial grade tile in the kitchen(how embarrassing to have your kitchen tile match the tile in your school..ick ick)I'm also not in love with that chair.<br />
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I am trying to get every room organized and set up, then I will go back and paint. My bedroom is done in pinks, greens, and blues with a lot of vintage botanical prints. I am slightly addicted to florals and stripes. The guest room is going to be pale blue and brown with a grey/lavender accent. The upstairs bath in hopefully a light Tiffany blue and white with black deco accents. I am hoping for a pale butter yellow for the kitchen and the same for the front office(previously the dinning room), and a slightly more beige version for the hallways. The only one I don't know about yet is the laundry room. To go happy and bright or to just meld with the hallway. Hopefully this will all look eclectic and decorated and not just like a hot mess.<br />
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The third and final thing on my to do list is to get this Ebay business started. I have slowly but surely been colletion inventory but we haven't gotten much of it listed yet. We have been slacking and hopefully will fix that in the near future. <br />
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Southern Bombshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05821274398932406578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116126674789750905.post-50065574425401745962011-08-23T04:30:00.000-07:002011-08-23T04:30:21.076-07:00The best easy chilli recipe ever!If you are anything like me you probably have those two or three really phenomenal chilli recipes in your recipe box. However if they are anything like mine they are sure to require plenty of time in a pot or a slow cooker. Sometimes we like it slow cooked and sometimes we just want it fast. For those times when you just need to throw it together this is the best recipe I have tasted. To make it even more perfect for those of us on a budget(what a dirty word)it's incredibly cost effective. You get a large pot of it for under $10 dollars as long as you have some basic seasonings in your pantry.(As a good southern girl I'm sure your mama taught you the basics to have on hand)<br />
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The first thing I start with is 1lb of ground beef. It's always best to find yourself a good reliable butcher so you can be sure you are getting the best, and we all want the best right? They are usually able to offer better quality meat for the price since that's what they specialize in. If you become a regular friendly type of customer(sugar cookies at Christmas time anyone?)sometimes you can even get that extra "friends" discount. You can use whatever fat ratio you like but I stick around 80/20. I just hate dry meat! Everything else in this dish is low cal and low fat so we can afford a higher fat meat. Start browning this beef at medium heat.<br />
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Let that come to a quick simmer and you are done! Just add the desired toppings. I personally like a mound of cheddar cheese and a scoop of sour cream.<br />
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It's not unusual for me to make a double batch of this and freeze half of it. It makes a great party dip. Just spread one softened box of cream cheese in a pan, add chilli on top, cover with cheddar or Mexican cheese and bake until bubbly. Serve with tortilla chips. Or throw some thawed chilli in a blender until it's a bit chopped up and serve over all beef hotdogs(from the butcher, we have all heard those hotdog horror stories)to make your own coney dogs. I may sort of, kind of , sometimes substitute ground turkey for the beef. With the recent ground turkey recall I haven't done that lately but I have done it frequently in the past and nobody has ever called me on it. Once its cooked with the spices you just plain can't tell the difference.Southern Bombshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05821274398932406578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116126674789750905.post-34200011858085865902011-06-22T18:48:00.001-07:002011-06-22T18:48:54.973-07:00I do believe its time for a changeSouthern Bombshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05821274398932406578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116126674789750905.post-54049172768218786322011-06-18T17:08:00.000-07:002011-06-19T22:39:17.425-07:00oh Sunday how bittersweet you are.Just sitting here on this lovely Sunday night, eating the delish sliders that the beau fried up. (Gahd I love everything fried). Made even better by my glass of Shiraz and Sex and the City movie playing. I have loved those ladies since the beginning. Rarely do so many of my favorite acting stars both men and women get together. <br /><br />I must say that I very much needed to be pampered tonight after my chaotic work day. I knew it was going to be a whopper of a day when the first thing I noticed upon entering the building was the lack of lights.....or should I say electricity. ON FATHERS DAY!! One of our very busy days. Needless to say the wine and fatty fried food(that I didn't have to cook) were neccesary in order for me to recover my hospitality.<br /><br />I'm thinking a super bubbly bath then deep restful slumber. Then maybe a trip to the beloved lancome outlet in the morning.........just maybe. Nothing like a little economy stimulation to start the day off right. Well that and some supper yummy coffee.Southern Bombshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05821274398932406578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116126674789750905.post-14212746849729396462011-06-14T23:59:00.002-07:002011-06-18T00:21:02.436-07:00splat goes the bombshellI'm unfortunately having one of those weeks that scream for pitching a fit.....aka lying on my pristine(haha with these dogs and that beaux)kitchen floor with wailin an nashin of the teeth. I'm just about tempted to actually follow through and pitch one instead of just havin my fantasy if only to shock the beaux into SPEAKING(incessantly whinin, nagging, makin me want to fill my ears with red Georgia clay.....mostly cause then I'd be in Georgia instead of the state of which we will not name) of any other subject then this upcoming catastrophe....sorry......move. unfortunately if I did PAF he'd probably just take away the wine(vodka) and Valium(im totally joking.....maybe). The horror the horror! So needless to say for the safety of myself and those around me I will be continually self medicating. Trust me you don't want to be the early bird seeking senior citizen who has the misfortune of being the one to ask for a "quiet booth, close to the bathroom but not in the kitchen or under a vent" just one to many times.<br /><br /><br />When I was talking(whinin) with my good friend Juicy Girl(her addiction to the juicy couture rivals mine) we realized that women in relationships have a pretty good stress indicater system......SIS if you will. <br /><br />SIS goes something like this.<br /><br />1. Outward sign of upset-id-ness happens. Ex minor facial spasams, angry twitch, pursing of lips.<br /><br />2. Snarky comments and The Look are forthcoming.<br /><br />3. The fightin words come out. May include ultimatums and or threats.<br /><br />4. At this point if nobody(us) won the last round now we are "done with y'alls fool asses" as a good friend puts it.<br /><br />Next comes the remedy <br /><br />1. A coke, some chocolate, and the latest edition of vogue will do Wonders.<br /><br />2. Now we are in need of all the above, add ice cream and a good friend.<br /><br />3. At this point we are callin on the big guns. Cupcake vodka(I'm a Stoli convert) and a Capri ciggy, I know its wrong but there is nothing so calming as a sip a drag and a flick. I know at least a few of you gals know the satisfaction I'm talking about. Something about being able to diminish that long smoky column of ash down to a nub with the tap of the finger is strangely comforting during man trouble.<br /><br />4. If-in after all the above an acceptable apology has yet to be forthcoming then you know the time has come for the biggest gun of all. Its time to call mama. Nothing like the offer(threat)of going home to lick your wounds(admit relationship failure) will convince you to pull up your big girl britches and figure(fake, make-up, otherwise concoct)a solution.<br /><br /><br />Vodka, ciggies, men and mamas.........everything in moderation ladies!(did I leave out chocolate? Well we all need a vice"Southern Bombshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05821274398932406578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116126674789750905.post-60054669936159799962011-06-14T23:59:00.001-07:002011-06-14T23:59:31.541-07:00splat goes the bombshellSouthern Bombshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05821274398932406578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116126674789750905.post-60509950568401971332011-06-13T06:35:00.000-07:002011-06-13T06:36:37.648-07:00just another magic........or is it manic.......MondaySouthern Bombshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05821274398932406578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116126674789750905.post-68807825009734256002010-12-06T08:15:00.001-08:002010-12-06T08:37:07.881-08:00If I could change one thingAs I was driving home from grocery shopping the other day (thinking of course how in the heck did I manage to spend that much and only leave the store with four bags)it occurred to me that it's getting colder. A lot colder up north especially and while so many of us are worried about keeping our homes and making our bills, giving kids a decent Christmas and all that entails there are people with no homes. Living with no warmth or even a shelter let alone presents and holiday joy. It is so easy to get caught up in our worries and concerns and so easy to forget about all of those around us who don't have even the basics. While I might not have much I surely have more than enough when I think about it this way. I have a home, food, and I am able to care for and feed my pet. On the way out of the store there was a man with a sign "will work for food". I have seen him and a few others living in the woods behind the supermarket and I usually drive on my way. That day I had gotten back a five dollar bill in my change and I gave it to him. I did have some initial hesitation and even some remorse over it thinking that he might use it for liquor or something like that. Then I thought heck he can use it for whatever it wants if it makes his life a bit more bearable. The following day at work I gave three drinks to a gentleman who was performing outside at the shopping complex I work in. He said thank you and went back out to sing. At the end of my shift he came back in and shook my hand with a folded five dollar bill in it. I'm thinking that was a sign.<br /><br />If I ever come into a whole mess of money I have a plan. I'm going to buy a huge plot of land and hire or brow beat a bunch of contractors and people who "build things" into employment. Then I'm going to go and find all the people in shelters and on the sides of the roads with those "will work for food" signs and I'm going to team them up with the people who "build things" to make second chance communities. Show them how to build, then how to farm/garden. Just give them a chance and somewhere clean to live. Now I'm not saying it'll be all hunky dory because if they don't keep up their homes or if they slack off then they can head right on back out where they came from. However I am betting that a lot of them would be hard workers and willing to take advantage of their second chance. There might be plans to start a huge animal shelter and offer training to work with animals..therapy pets maybe? That's still in the back of my mind somewhere but I'm positive it could work. I think anything could work if we all were just a bit more compassionate and kind. If we just gave each other a chance.<br /><br />All those millionaire/billionaires out there here's your chance to make your mark. I can only pray that one of you read this random blog post and take my idea and run with it. I promise you would still have enough left to buy that new Lexus/Mercedes/Ferrari. Just think of all the lives it would change for the better.Southern Bombshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05821274398932406578noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116126674789750905.post-45225863649221913922010-11-16T07:46:00.001-08:002010-11-16T08:08:59.164-08:00I will be a happy girl...I will be a happy girl....I will.....I must say that the old lady did not look thrilled with going into her kennel cab this morning. I myself would take the invitation to sleep in a comfy bed with a blanket all day and run..but it's different when it's not by choice. I will have to make it up to her with treats. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgSINrpniUzlQS0kpnEs4zpAIZdTFAfIM9w8jJ9JFcWb544Jfrw6lsWa6B-1Py-YjkR9v4kzyhdGfMlLQohsDbJNjbu6IXA2VWXXSb3VpabskdkIG0AXudfbIC-aYHmavpHIIN3x65xhI/s1600/k.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgSINrpniUzlQS0kpnEs4zpAIZdTFAfIM9w8jJ9JFcWb544Jfrw6lsWa6B-1Py-YjkR9v4kzyhdGfMlLQohsDbJNjbu6IXA2VWXXSb3VpabskdkIG0AXudfbIC-aYHmavpHIIN3x65xhI/s320/k.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540174640901881106" /></a><br />I have decided in an effort to not be so irritated all the time(I do irritated really well)I'm gong to make a decision to be happy. When people irritate me and want to get a reaction out of me I'm simply going to smile and act happy/dumb. I've found that it confuses them and allows me to go to the happy white sale in my head. <br /><br />I've become obsessed with finding perfect home goods of late. My desire for a sofa is out of control. I dream of sofas. I also have to get all my seasonal yard changes underway. My goals for the week.<br /><br />1. Change to poinsettias in front door pots. <br />2. Plant mums<br />3. Clean out kitchen nook of all ebay paraphernalia.<br />4. Figure out a place to keep all ebay paraphernalia.<br />5. Find a new car(this is super important but I have been shopping for a new car off and on for the last three years and if I never see another auto trader again I will be just fine)<br />6. FIND A SOFA<br />7. Find a front room tv, nothing huge just a place other than the bedroom(where the tv the beau must control at all times lives)that I can watch my new addictive tv shows at ALONE!(explaining chick shows is no way to enjoy my free time)Southern Bombshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05821274398932406578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116126674789750905.post-29089968662215967982010-10-27T13:07:00.000-07:002010-10-27T13:28:45.207-07:00God save Naples FLWhen I think back of all the places that I lived growing up, and it twas quite a few I realize that nowhere I lived contained as many rude, selfish, ignorant people as Naples FL. It's like when you move here you have to take asshole 101 before you can switch your license over.<br /><br />I was walking from my car into the library earlier today and this is what I witnessed. <br /><br />Camry backs out of spot, red truck has sat patiently waiting for this to happen for the full five minuets I was there hauling my stuff out of my car. Then a Cadillac pulls up, red truck being nice b/c he knows he's going to have to back up and do some maneuvering stays still while Cadillac pulls right around him and into the spot. I mean this guy in the truck was waiting for this spot with his blinker on for over five minuets, parking lot rules say that was so his spot! So as the caddy is pulling in the spot the truck guy is honking and putting his hands up like wtf and caddy man doesn't even look back. At this point the guy in the truck hauls out of there in disgust(I imagine...I would be disgusted)and so because I have a huge mouth and can't help myself I wait for the guy in the caddy to get out. Then because it's been a heck of a day and I cut my last thread to sanity a good hour and a half before this I say...."umm so you know that guy you just cut out of that parking spot was waiting for it for a while before you got here right?" and the old guy says "what?"(of course it's an old guy who can't hear...they should instigate involuntary driving tests over age sixty five)so I repeat myself and he says "so he should have pulled in, what did I do wrong?" with attitude. I then said in my super rude if my gran gran knew she's wash my mouth out with soap voice...Oh my sir, I'm so sorry, I forgot I'm in Naples where people have no manners and are rude to everyone just because they can be. My bad. God forbid anyone follow the rules and have manners. <br /><br />It's just like at work. I'll be at work and someone will show up thirty minuets late for a reservation with not so much as a phone call saying they are running behind. So they get there and there is no table because hey you picked the time Chickie so it's not like it was a surprise and for that matter you could have picked up the phone and said hey I'm running behind can you hold my table. So I say in my super sweet forced by management voice. I do apologize(excuse me while I get the vapors)however we did have your table reserved at six and it's now six forty five so I'd be glad to put you at the top of the wait list but it is going to be just a bit. Then the " BUT I HAVE A RESERVATION" starts and the Oh you don't know who your messing with....we come here all the time.....we'll see how long you work here crap. They somehow miss the fact that they are late for a reservation they themselves made and that if it was so important for them to sit immediately upon entering the building they should have perhaps showed up on time...or gasp lower themselves to calling and admitting their oopsy. <br /><br />But oh yes, once again I forgot....I'm in Naples and it's mandatory that everyone be a super-jerk.Southern Bombshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05821274398932406578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116126674789750905.post-59132187289563292312010-10-22T10:14:00.000-07:002010-11-09T08:34:53.780-08:00Just to send some good thoughts out there.I have often wondered what it would be like if everyone was just a bit nicer. Just let that one car in front of you on the road. Just hold the door open that extra bit for the person behind you. Let the person with just one thing go check out in front of you in line at the supermarket. Offer to help the elderly lady with the arms full of stuff. Help the bus boy out at the restaurant and keep your table clean. Just make a daily effort not to be a jerk and to do something nice. Even when you are busy and have a lot going on. You never know what little thing you might do that might make a world of difference to someone. I will never ever forget how much the guys at the tire place helped me out when I got that flat in the rain, with no AAA and between paychecks. <br /><br />However in my never ending attempts to be just a bit kinder I have noticed something, thank you's have gone by the wayside. At some point people decided that saying thank you for a kindness was simply not necessary. Perhaps that's why so few people do nice things these days. <br /><br />I have had enough of horrid manners, I am so done with them I can't even put it into words. <br /><br />Umm hey there I just held the door open for you and your in-laws and your five screaming children while you pushed the sixth through the door in a stroller and you can't spare me so much as a thanks? If not because you want to show your kids how they ought to be acting then because you feel some form of gratitude. <br /><br />But alas no, that would be the unthinkable. So I've started to fight back....with kindness. I held the door open for a lady yesterday who breezed through with out a look back so I simply said oh hi there I do believe you dropped something and of course she said what...the answer was staring me in the face.....I believe you've dropped your manners. The brief moment of confusion passed across her features and I could see the thoughts at war inside her head<br />Why is this strange girl talking to me...<br />What could I have possibly done wrong...<br /><br />Then before she could continue her jedi mind war I said in the sweetest tone I know...I was just under the impression when someone does you a favor, such as holding a door open for you the proper response is thank you, but maybe I'm mistaken. You have a good afternoon now ya hear?<br /><br />I know that one is not supposed to question your elders but when the elders act like toddlers but with out the joyous heart something must be done. So I think I'm going to start calling people on it. At work I can only get away with the sly "your welcome" when no thank-you is forthcoming because that's almost an automatic response for people but out it in every day life....Watch out people best pull your best manners up!Southern Bombshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05821274398932406578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116126674789750905.post-39376856178950225192010-09-28T11:23:00.001-07:002010-09-28T11:23:03.347-07:00work can spoil a gals day dontcha knowfell asleep before washing clothes last night. smell like kfc now. however craving for fried chicken has been obliterated. perhaps forever. <br /><br />sprayed much fabreeze and coco chanel. now i smell like expensive french fried chicken. hope garlic smell at work will cover said smell.<br /><br />ebay items did not sell. am sure this is in direct result of my greedy over pricing. will relist tom at lower prices.<br /><br />stopped at whole foods for an iced latte before work. find disturbing number of employees with pierced facial parts. if i wasnt so thirsty and sleepy this would put me straight off my latte. those quarter sized holes in your ear lobes are going to look mighty funny when your eighty<br /><br />excited to be reading new mystery. sadly misread the author name and find self with book on roe vs wade. not the fictional mysterious joyfest i was looking for. <br /><br />must finish unsweetened iced latte. five donuts in two days means no fun food or drinks. then on to work.Southern Bombshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05821274398932406578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116126674789750905.post-30720753205765033952010-09-28T00:43:00.000-07:002010-09-28T00:53:14.173-07:00Notes to selfget sleep.....past three am...dont sleep just drink more coffee<br /><br />must put in two loads of laundry. had clean work clothes hang drying in kitchen. fried chicken, now clothes smell like fried chicken.<br /><br />dont eat fried chicken, bad for diet. also no more donuts. unless they have lemon filled. then eat just one.<br /><br />make better friends with neighbors. nice married couple, would be nice to have mutual friends with beau. also would like someone to tell me if crazy end of building neighbors try to break into condo.<br /><br />take more pamprin or get script filled for xanex. in wrong field of work for angry attitude. also being kinda mean to beau.<br /><br />must take pictures for the ebay. need to list growing inventory will then need to find more inventory, vicious cycle.<br /><br /><br />napSouthern Bombshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05821274398932406578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116126674789750905.post-54669467745196981182010-09-20T08:42:00.000-07:002010-09-20T09:03:55.064-07:00Comme si comme saToday is just a so so day. Noting bad but nothing amazing either. My phone battery is about to die so that's a little disappointing but perhaps it's a hint? I do enjoy rather long telephone conversations with both my mama and TG just about every morning. I hit the Goodwill this morning and I found some pretty cute Yves Saint Laurent summer slides.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgemxIHU1Pu1x4Ucw0unukmo6oCzrWDi8sY0TJs8qR-aeYRaevnRKlgBLi0kgJjrvijZ-sfAPXxqCd5-NV6xit2BYkNaPFP5TDcWU_9Dx84p6rFF2gzt0rlVXXRtBBYdFa_bQP_acC9Qpk/s1600/YSL.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgemxIHU1Pu1x4Ucw0unukmo6oCzrWDi8sY0TJs8qR-aeYRaevnRKlgBLi0kgJjrvijZ-sfAPXxqCd5-NV6xit2BYkNaPFP5TDcWU_9Dx84p6rFF2gzt0rlVXXRtBBYdFa_bQP_acC9Qpk/s320/YSL.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519021861042525634" /></a><br />They have the most fetching little diamond mirrors then diamond rhinestones on them. In near perfect condition as well. I believe Tuesday will be my listing day so I will have many pictures to take this eventing so everything will be up and going by tomorrow. <br /><br /><br />I have also just realized that you can get almost any tv series at the library. It's amazing! I was able to order Bones, Weeds, The closer and a few others. I swear with how much moola we waste at the Blockbuster it's a God send. Now of course I'll be addicted to the dvd player for the next two weeks until I'm out of movies. I seem to have missed the gene that allows one to do things in moderation. Why have one doughnut when one could have two? If some is good then it goes to reason that more will be better. At least in my mind. But I also believe in not leaving the house without my face on, wearing heels as often as possible and big hair(Elnett is magic). I would have done so well in the eighties or the fifties. Better clothes in the fifties though. If you thought drugs were an expensive(not to mention deadly)habit you should check out how much a thing of La Mer face cream goes for. Not that I would spend that much, we have an Estee Lauder outlet near by that keeps me pretty darn happy. I always knew I would be high maintenance but geez it's getting crazy even for me. I guess I will have to keep on Ebaying to fund my beauty habits. Shopping is like exercise right?<br /><br />In an attempt to economize(yeah....right.....moderation again) I tried out the pumpkin spice latte from Dunkin Doughnuts as it's a good two dollars cheaper then the Starbucks. I now know why. Oh well I'm never one to let half decent coffee go to waste.<br /><br /><br />Off to look for more books to read and then to lunch with the beau! <br /><br /><br />Happy shopping, sleeping, cooking, or what have you!<br /><br />SBSouthern Bombshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05821274398932406578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116126674789750905.post-19152143757918503492010-09-17T06:42:00.001-07:002010-09-17T06:42:35.612-07:00Drama Drama DramaIt is only nineish in the morn and already the day has expressed its need for the dramatic. <br /><br />After many attempts to waken the beau were ignored he eventualy flew out of bed super late. Little did I know that we would be soon breaking speed records as well as my ear drums(I tried to tell him the lights could not hear his swearing but I guess HE could not hear me). As if the risk of death and loss of hearing were not enough excitment my car flashed the check motor light. Lucky for me it was just a battery and it was still covered until 2011. <br /><br />Gosh all I wanted to do was go to the beach today. I will admit that my splurge at the Starbucks of a pumpkin spice latte and blueberry scone has done its fair share of spreading cheer. Lets just hope for happy thrifting later.<br /><br />HAVE A GREAT DAY!Southern Bombshellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05821274398932406578noreply@blogger.com0