tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35978598437749373502024-02-20T08:25:14.896-06:00you HAVE to HALF itI love being married. It's so great to find that one special person you want to annoy for the rest of your life. ~Rita RudnerSandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12775821856700477719noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3597859843774937350.post-41887333865092439872010-01-04T15:48:00.004-06:002010-01-04T16:39:00.460-06:00In 2010 I will.....Ahh...Another year over and onto the next one. January always brings a feeling of anticipation and excitement. I know I slacked off in the last couple of months with my blog but to be honest, I started to hear the crickets chirping. I know what you're thinking; boo-hoo. Yes, it's true <em><strong>I</strong></em> got discouraged but today is another day, another year. I want to put my best foot foward and give it another go. <br /><br />A friend and I were talking this morning when she brought up the dreaded "resolutions" and mentioned hers was of course, to lose weight. I thought to myself 'why make new years resolutions?' I've always thought they were pointless. Then it hit me...Sure you do, Sandra! I set goals for myself all the time. I tend to set goals after asking myself simple questions such as How will this year be awesome? What will I accomplish? Where will I be 365 days from now? I don't have a crystal ball so I think it’s good to set goals for the new year. Isn't that the same as a resolution? Well for those curious, here is a list of my top 10:<br /><br />1. Take risks.<br /><br />2. Make dreams a reality<br /><br />3. Tell friends and family they are amazing more often.<br /><br />4. Put my health first. <br /><br />5. Be more organized.<br /><br />6. Travel<br /><br />7. Put all the stuff I buy from HSN to good use.<br /><br />8. Stop buying so much from HSN.<br /><br />9. Take more pictures.<br /><br />10. Blog more often.<br /><br />How about you? Any resolutions? (big or small) Do share.Sandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12775821856700477719noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3597859843774937350.post-24285766830108740572009-11-12T15:49:00.002-06:002009-11-12T16:02:33.598-06:00Where have the days gone?It's been too long since I've posted a blog. I'll be honest, between Halloween, Fall ball, planning a birthday party and all the other crazy days in between I hadn't even noticed Thanksgiving was in two weeks. Two weeks!! So why is it everywhere I go I see Christmas? I went to Hobby Lobby today and all fall things were 60% off. As my daughter would say...OMG! I stocked up on some nice finds. <br /><br />Well, i'll be sure to post pics of my daughter's upcoming soirée. I'm hard at work!!Sandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12775821856700477719noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3597859843774937350.post-28805148899139174062009-10-27T15:40:00.004-05:002009-10-27T15:45:36.601-05:00The Tick-Tock MemeBecause sharing is caring....<br /> <br /><br />1. Are you a Rolex watch, a Mickey Mouse watch, or a pocket watch?<br /> <br />2. Can you think of a time when you were on the outside looking in? <br />What did you see?<br /><br />3. Go back in time. Maybe a long time ago, maybe today. Pick an hour you'd like to freeze frame forever and tell us why. It doesn't have to be THE most important hour of your life, but make it a good one.<br /><br />4. If you were a cuckoo clock, what would others say about you?<br /><br />5. Can you think of a time when time stood still?Sandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12775821856700477719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3597859843774937350.post-67271221928582782102009-10-15T13:48:00.011-05:002009-10-15T14:12:43.268-05:00Fall is officially here!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjst4LG4g0FjGKVC3RDhe0OzHmIOKeBtBn7S5b_rg-0u9JlFMS8ArvcvTjFWDbCjbPNKPGd9XhiGlacsm6YkVbkql0U0rwdoaFgpcRgaZjjRMK_Tz4lBH3zoZq4pNo4cYpzmeSo37jn138/s1600-h/fall-leaves-600x399.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjst4LG4g0FjGKVC3RDhe0OzHmIOKeBtBn7S5b_rg-0u9JlFMS8ArvcvTjFWDbCjbPNKPGd9XhiGlacsm6YkVbkql0U0rwdoaFgpcRgaZjjRMK_Tz4lBH3zoZq4pNo4cYpzmeSo37jn138/s320/fall-leaves-600x399.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392903457023903186" /></a><br />Fall is here and it is one of my favorite seasons of the year. I know, I know - most Texans don't really think that it's one of the four seasons because it's always so dang hot in our beloved state. Some even think summer actually extends into Thanksgiving but this week there’s a nice chill outside.<br /><br />Football is in full swing, the leaves are changing, and I just love the way the mornings look when the sun is shining and especially the fall nights - with just the right amount of breeze and crisp air. <br /><br />Halloween is also another reason why I love the Fall. It is one of my favorite holidays. Since I moved into my new home a few years ago, I have been so consumed with other things that I’ve never decorated for Halloween. This year will be the first. Needless to say the kids and I are excited. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiEGz091lagv91r4os-pKl3u_gfGZmSoZNIw4EBHLxL8S3CHAO4kGkLjM1ChfPafKN6WpglF5k0Xj_7SgcRLlgODII8HpkiPmDgw4O441yhfAPe9uLp_XMDpGRShtH7N1vzkBtoAhWCiM/s1600-h/Pumpkin.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiEGz091lagv91r4os-pKl3u_gfGZmSoZNIw4EBHLxL8S3CHAO4kGkLjM1ChfPafKN6WpglF5k0Xj_7SgcRLlgODII8HpkiPmDgw4O441yhfAPe9uLp_XMDpGRShtH7N1vzkBtoAhWCiM/s320/Pumpkin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392903539811810658" /></a><br />I want to start out fresh so I’ve had my eye open for a month or so now when I go into stores or online - taking in all of the Halloween decorations and themes. I will take all that inspiration with me when I hit the stores today. Oh and how about the awesome candle scents that make you just want to keep fall in your house all year long?!! <br /><br />Any DIY décor tips for me while I’m out?Sandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12775821856700477719noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3597859843774937350.post-61557126349320720622009-10-07T14:58:00.002-05:002009-10-07T15:02:23.383-05:00FollowSince I don’t have any ‘followers’ yet (btw- I welcome any suggestions on how to change that) I am curious who is reading my blog. What kind of people read about me?<br /><br />So I have just three questions for you.<br /><br />All you need to do is answer them. If you don't want to tell me who you are, just sign off anonymously. But, I am curious.<br /><br />1) Can you describe yourself in 3 words or less?<br />2) Where do you live and do you like it? (You don’t have to be specific)<br />3) What is one of your favorites? (Book, movie, song, quote...you pick)<br /><br />I want to know who is out there. So...WHO ARE YOU?Sandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12775821856700477719noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3597859843774937350.post-74143480271809573892009-09-29T16:20:00.019-05:002009-10-07T15:21:59.905-05:00Blah Blah Blah<div align="justify">Lately, I have been feeling blah and at times, restless in my relationship. I thought sharing would make me feel better. <p> I’ve always thought that I was just bad at love relationships. In the past, I much preferred being on my own and really enjoy being independent. LB just...sort of happened and in a short time. I’ll be first to admit that I am the lucky one in our relationship and he is the one who got stuck with a consolation prize. <p>I’m really not good at compromising. I have a problem with admitting when I’m wrong and I don’t really care for the part in a relationship where you feel obligated to talk about your feelings and show interest in his; all day…everyday. Sometimes I feel smothered and just want quiet time and to be left alone for the first hour when I get home from work or when watching my shows or reading my books. Not all the time, just sometimes but I feel guilty feeling like that at all. <p>I surprised myself by being a good parent. I’ve made mistakes but overall I am a great mother. Believe me, I used to worry I would suck at it. But, it has been a true labor of love for me. I am in love my kids.<p><br />My relationship with LB has been successful but sometimes it bothers me that it doesn’t come easy to me. I’m all over the place when it comes to these feelings. Sometimes I feel smothered but then at times I love being someone’s other half. Don't get me wrong, I love being his wife and LB knows all this about me and truly understands. Although some may like to think he caters to my every wish, he definitely lets me know his opinions, and speaks his mind. <P>He understands how I feel about marriage and doesn't press me to be “conventional”. He considers my feelings when I’m feeling crowded or like he’s hovering over me. He just steps back and gives me my space. If there is anyone who is perfect for me, it is he. I love him more than I ever thought I could love someone and there isn’t anyone I would rather spend my life with than him. <p> I just have to get myself together and shake it off and be thankful for what I have. I ended up in a loving marriage with a man who would walk through fire to protect me. God gave me children who are simply my world. I have a good career and I have a loving family and we support each other no matter what. I am indeed a lucky woman. I am a treasured wife, a loving mother, a loyal sister and a successful woman.<p> I am living the dream. <p>I suppose I have to remind myself just how blessed I am when I get down in the dumps and feeling…well…blah.</div>Sandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12775821856700477719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3597859843774937350.post-67220457859660673702009-09-14T16:43:00.003-05:002009-09-15T11:24:02.539-05:00The VMA's, Taylor Swift and the Village Idiot<div align="justify">Did anyone watch the VMA Awards last night?</div><div align="justify"><br />It has to be said, <a href="http://us.lrd.yahoo.com/SIG=11bu0m7id/**http%3A/new.music.yahoo.com/kanye-west/" target="_blank"></a>Kanye West is an obnoxious idiot. A very talented idiot, but no doubt an idiot! I thought it was a joke when Kanye got on the MTV Video Music Awards stage next to Taylor Swift right in the middle of her acceptance speech for Best Female Video. It was the first VMA for the 19-year-old country singer, who (thanks to her down to earth personality and catchy tunes) has also become a pop sensation. My kids love her! </div><div align="justify"><br />Taylor was so surprised and excited saying it was her dream to win a moon man one day. Well, as Taylor continued, Kanye interrupted, saying he thought Beyonce's "Single Ladies" video should have won the award. I was shocked! I couldn’t stop thinking “Are you Serious?”<br />The look on that poor girl’s face, she was humiliated. I felt humiliated for her. To be quite honest, I didn’t expect Taylor to win the award and I can definitely appreciate Kanye’s opinion but to jump on the stage and completely ruin her moment was classless and disrespectful.<br /><br />She’s just a young girl! Who does this college drop-out think he is?!! Is our society that screwed up that we will continue to support celebrities no matter what they do? I mean, come on…the guy showed up to the awards show with a bottle of Hennessy in hand! </div><div align="justify"><br />This morning I got online and I just knew it was bound to be the talk of the day and I was happy to see that Pink tweeted her thoughts about it. She said: "Kanye West is the biggest piece of shit on earth. Quote me. My heart goes out to Taylor Swift. She is a sweet and talented girl, and deserved her moment. She should know we all love her." I couldn’t have said it better myself, Pink. </div><div align="justify"><br />Taylor performed shortly after that all went down and you know I have to give it to her; she handled it gracefully. I was glad to see that the audience booed Kanye throughout the night whenever his name was mentioned. It was well deserved. </div><div align="justify"><br />I was also glad that Beyonce gave Taylor the moment she deserved when she went on to accept her award for Best Video. Beyonce called her back on stage. "Wow, this is amazing," Beyonce said when receiving her award. "I remember being 17-years-old and up for my first MTV award with Destiny's Child. It was one of the most exciting moments in my life. So, I'd like for Taylor to come out and have her moment." </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">Good for her! </div><div align="justify"><br />I believe MTV should have thrown Kanye’s ass out of the auditorium. Come on, had that been any regular Joe, they would have been kicked out and probably thrown in jail. He should not have been treated any differently. Thanks to his disgraceful behavior and arrogance…I will no longer support his music. Did his actions at the VMA’s change your perception of him? </div>Sandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12775821856700477719noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3597859843774937350.post-87165997950613499662009-09-01T13:58:00.012-05:002009-10-15T14:10:29.119-05:00So Chocolatey Delicious!What can I say? I love a part-ay! I enjoy entertaining and do it often. Potlucks, Birthday's, Dinner, Game day, you name it. I always try to add a personal touch of design to make even the smallest gathering memorable and sometimes, when I hit a block and need a creative boost, I go to the net for insperation. I have a few favorite sites that I frequent; some of which you'll find to the right ---><br /><br />So from time to time, I'll post an idea or recipe that I've found, tried and loved. Today I was searching for a no fuss dessert for a company luncheon and stumbled across these little bites of heaven.<br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376593056065432738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLglMraQoqV1wQCCwivDqYOolIzvlc__APMsBgNiSR7r0aHhDxVFmKTCyQW4OzvSaNAQNLjr04LKwIYSE6N4vzZeiyq7BYU5XqpFTcWlmiOn3UonLyR4XwXniHbG0rqcimvYvhIrzR55c/s400/CakeBalls.jpg" border="0" /> </p><p>A big shout out to <a href="http://bakerella.blogspot.com/2007/12/red-velvet-cake-balls.html">Bakerella</a> for this delightful dessert recipe. These red devil cake balls are perfect for large groups. I won't be making them until this weekend, but I couldn't wait to share. Check out <a href="http://bakerella.blogspot.com/2007/12/red-velvet-cake-balls.html">Bakerella</a> for the recipe.</p><p> </p>Sandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12775821856700477719noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3597859843774937350.post-64134470920446158072009-08-31T15:09:00.004-05:002009-09-01T22:36:11.015-05:00Garage SaleI had a Garage Sale on Saturday. It was the Garage Sale that almost didn't happen due to my never ending procrastination. I couldn't believe the amount of stuff we had. The saying 'One man's trash is another man's treasure' proved to be correct. I made over $200 in 3 hours. Needless to say it was well worth it. My hubby pushed me to just get it over with...he even stayed out to help. I guess he was eager for our garage to be rid of all my crap; not to mention everyone else's crap I agree to store. Oh, how he would just love to have a garage he can call his own.<br /><br />Don't worry honey, you're one step closer now.Sandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12775821856700477719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3597859843774937350.post-88512340073076594522009-08-27T14:55:00.010-05:002009-10-27T15:45:58.598-05:00Survey says...My friends and I post the occasional survey. Just random questions which I typically take the time to answer when I feel like taking my mind off of the more pressing tasks in my life. I came across this one and as if I didn't have anything better to do; I thought <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">I'd</span> copy it here and share.<br /><br /><strong>1. What is your idea of perfect happiness?</strong><br />Growing old with my children and grandchildren. A slice of lemon <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">meringue</span> pie.<br /><br /><strong>2. What is your greatest fear?</strong><br />Easy. Losing my children. I think all of my greatest fears involve my family.<br /><br /><strong>3. What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?</strong><br />My hot temper. As an adult <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">I've</span> gotten to be pretty level headed and reasonable. You know; don't sweat the small stuff - except when I've been drinking. Correction...especially when I've been drinking. I'm generally happy after a couple of drinks. I mean, what's not to be happy about? If <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">I'm</span> enjoying a few beers it's usually with my close friends enjoying a night out but if <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">I'm</span> provoked, I tend to lose all rational.<br /><br /><strong>4. What is the trait that you most deplore in others?</strong><br />Lying. And I don't mean the little white lies. The 'I'm 5 minutes away' lie, but true lies. The ones that lead me to not trust or believe in you.<br /><br /><strong>5. What living person do you most admire?</strong><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Hmm</span>...there isn't just one. I admire people for different reasons. I admire my best friend for being such a wonderful friend. I admire those close to me who courageously battle cancer,with a smile. I admire my sister-in-law for working through almost 20 years of marriage. Trust me, that can't be easy. I admire my husband. He puts up with me and that alone says <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">alot</span>.<br /><br /><strong>6. What is your greatest extravagance?</strong><br />Designer Purses<br /><br /><strong>7. On what occasion do you lie?</strong><br />When <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">I'm</span> running late or when I want to avoid hurting someone.<br /><br /><strong>8. What do you dislike most about your appearance?</strong><br />My freckles.<br /><br /><strong>9. What living person do you most despise?</strong><br />I dislike people for different reasons. Despise. That's a really harsh word. I tend to have pity for people that deserve to be that hated.<br /><br /><strong>10. What words or phrases do you most overuse?</strong><br />I say the word fuck too much. I also use the phrase "Are you serious?" too often too.<br /><br /><strong>11. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?</strong><br />I wish that I was more open with my emotions, not such a hard ass. Sometimes when I tell LB that I love him, I can see the surprise in his eyes. That bothers me. How could he not feel it every minute of every day?<br /><br /><strong>12. What do you consider your greatest achievement?</strong><br />My children. Hands down.<br /><br /><strong>13. What is your most treasured possession?</strong><br />A small picture I keep in my wallet of my parents. It's a picture that was taken of them at my 20<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">th</span> birthday. It's exactly how I always remember them; laughing surrounded by family.<br /><br /><strong>14. What is your favorite occupation?</strong><br />I can't say that I have one.<br /><br /><strong>15. What is your most marked characteristic?</strong><br />That <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">I'm</span> straight forward, to the point, frank. Maybe to a fault.<br /><br /><strong>16. What do you most value in your friends?</strong><br />Loyalty.<br /><br /><strong>17. Which historical figure do you most identify with?</strong><br />Joan of Arc.<br /><br /><strong>18. What is it that you dislike?</strong><br />There's a list. Monday mornings, bland food, damp clothes, clutter, bitter ex wives and the list could go on.<br /><br /><strong>19. What is your greatest regret?</strong><br />That I had the opportunity to sit with my mom and express just how much I loved her and I never did. I don't know that I ever said the words I LOVE YOU to her when she was alive. I live with that everyday.<br /><br /><strong>20. How would you like to die?</strong><br />In my sleep. Let's be for real - don't we all want the easy way out?Sandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12775821856700477719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3597859843774937350.post-18981683541477990512009-08-26T16:36:00.004-05:002009-10-15T14:11:36.000-05:00Back to School<div align="justify">So the kids went back to school. They were very excited about their first day. I could tell when it only took one shot to wake them up. They were all smiles. School supplies – Check. New shoes – Check. LB called them from work to wish them well. It was going to be a good day. Through out the day I wondered how they were doing. Did they finish all their lunch? Were they making new friends? I guess we all were a little excited.<br /><br />When we got home at the end of the day, I was eager to know how it went for them so I let them go on and on about their day…and they did. How they sorted their supplies, the familiar faces in class and the snack they’re allowed each day; but it had to be a healthy snack – no chips or candy. Then the dreaded forms came out. You know, the 200 forms that we get to spend the entire evening filling out. The menu forms, the in case of emergency forms, the proof of EVERYTHING forms. Yes, I know they’re necessary and I definitely appreciate the importance but I dread them none the less. I think LB could sense it because he kindly offered to help sort through them all. After a quick dinner, a mountain of forms and a stiff wrist, the kids were in bed and I was enjoying the latest episode of ‘Flipping Out’. </div><div align="justify"><br />As much as the kids enjoyed their care-free summer; I am ready for some structure and getting back to our usual routine. So it’s officially back to the ol’ grind.</div>Sandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12775821856700477719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3597859843774937350.post-10040898616879045852009-08-20T16:37:00.004-05:002009-09-29T16:58:55.738-05:00Some days are bigger than others.<div align="justify">Some days just have blah written all over them.<br /><br />I've had a rough week but an even worse day. I’ve been carless this week, that’s never fun. It sucks depending on others to get you around. Especially for me. I go where I need to go, when I want to go. What other way is there to live?<br /><br />I was awakened by a text from Tami saying she couldn’t give me a ride to work this morning. I had to be at work within the hour. I called my sister who works nearby; she was five minutes away so I better be ready quick, she said. As I rushed to get dressed, I noticed my pants were a bit…snug. Come to think of it, ALL of my pants are. I’ve been complaining for months that I gained a few pounds and my friends like to attribute that to now being “happy”.<br /><br />Oh, it’s because you just got married, and you’re happy now. Huh?<br /><br />Some how that used to bring comfort but the fact is I can’t seem to stop eating those wonderful little cupcakes at the bakery or start exercising again.<br /><br />I’ve been too tired and sluggish to even kiss LB goodbye in the morning.<br /><br />I broke a promise to the kids that I would take them to build a bear last night. After paying our usual bills, back to school needs, and the unexpected lack of support (thanks dad) - it just wasn't in the budget this week. I felt wretched breaking it to them.<br /><br />My house is falling apart, or so it seems. Okay, maybe I’m exaggerating a bit there but I can walk into any room and point out <em>something</em> that needs fixing.<br /><br />My father’s birthday is in two days. He passed 9 years ago and any milestone having to do with my parents has been surprisingly hard on me this year. </div><div align="justify"><br />I was a bit relieved that LB texted me wanting a soup n’ sandwich for dinner tonight. Good. The housewives of Atlanta are on TV tonight; well I suppose that’s my silver lining.</div><div align="justify"></div>Sandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12775821856700477719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3597859843774937350.post-79304000756839013812009-08-19T10:22:00.006-05:002009-08-20T19:55:45.285-05:00And we're off...<div align="justify">With all the back to school preperations I haven’t had a chance to post about my first book club gathering, but it went well. Of course we had a few that didn’t show and we got off to a slow start but for the most part we had a nice evening. I wasn’t as prepared as I could have been, but I don’t think they noticed. We talked about the <em>Lovely Bones</em> over a glass of wine and shared our thoughts about the after-life. It was refreshing to hear someone else's idea of heaven . After a good discussion about the book and the upcoming movie, the meet came to an end and we moved on to a livelier subject…our spouses. You put a group of women together and we could talk about that all night. As I heard some of the ladies talk about their husband’s and describe their relationships, I realized just how much I adored mine. Don’t get me wrong, LB drives me nuts sometimes. And there are other times I could just smack him, which I’m sure I’ll write about but those times are far and few between. He is so giving, understanding, and supportive (I know, I know…you wanna puke now) but it’s true! So that night when my husband got home from taking my kids swimming so that the girls and I could have our time, I made love to him. He didn’t know it, but I was counting my blessings. </div><div align="justify"><br />Oh, I almost forgot, we tried to name our club that night and some of the gals decided that since we were a group of Latina women, why not go with a Spanish name? As much as it pains me to admit, we remain nameless (sigh). Any suggestions?</div>Sandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12775821856700477719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3597859843774937350.post-6206090776474913382009-08-10T13:44:00.007-05:002009-08-20T19:55:07.699-05:00Did I just read that book and like it?I started reading the twilight series and just about finished with New Moon. My daughter read the books this past school year. Now, I had no intention of reading the books until I had a couple of friends who were into them and wanted someone to share them with. So I thought i'd give them a chance and I just can't believe how much I am enjoying the story. The characters are awesome and I find myself reading every spare moment I have. No, wait...I actually make time to read the book it's <em>THAT</em> good. My spare time last weekend was spent reading New Moon. I get excited just thinking about what the next book has in store for me.<br /><br />Yes, there are a few peeves about the books. For instance, I want to scream everytime I read about another one of Bella's 'near death' accidents, I mean how many can a hermit of a teenager have in one summer? And why does Bella always clench her chest or have someone take her chin in their hands? She has this happen almost every chapter, come on Stephanie!<br /><br />But aside from the blah writing at times, so far the books are great. See for yourself, these books are real page turners. I still can't believe I became a twilight junkie right along with all those screaming teenagers. Who would of thunk it? I'm trying to suck my best friend into the series and I think it working.<br /><br />What do you think about Twilight?Sandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12775821856700477719noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3597859843774937350.post-589524254254010922009-08-06T16:20:00.010-05:002009-10-15T14:10:53.573-05:00Bon VoyageOkay, so can you believe Summer is almost over? Yup, it came and went...buh-bye! I guess the older you get the faster it passes. It's a shame it's been too hot to really enjoy it this year or does that come with old age as well? Let me tell you I love, love love Summer! Although most people complain about the Texas heat, I can't seem to get enough. I especially love the feeling of the warmth that comforts my body when walking out of a cold restaurant on a hot Summer day. Some of my fondest memories are from past Summers. I mean, what's not to love?<br /><ul><li>No schedules to keep</li><li>The sun shining on my face</li><li>No traffic in the mornings</li><li>My birthday</li><li>Outdoor concerts </li><li>Baseball</li><li>The smell of sunblock and chlorine </li></ul>And those are just some of my favorites. I fell in love with the man of my dreams one summer and married him on the first days of summer- and no matter how hard you try, you can't top summer lovin'. So to celebrate, my best friend and I are hosting an End of Summer party next weekend for our kids. Something else to look forward to.Sandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12775821856700477719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3597859843774937350.post-68234331487128038452009-08-05T10:07:00.006-05:002009-08-20T19:53:51.594-05:00The little book club with no name<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ahh, the smell of an old book and the crackling sound of a worn out spine as you open it...loves it! You know for the last several months I joked with my bestie about joining a book club so guess what? I have <em>started</em> my own book club. As if my vida wasn't hectic enough, right? Well, I'm pretty excited about it. I have a great group of gals and our first meeting is in a couple of weeks. May I add that I also didn't realize the responsibility that comes with it?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Paperback or Hardcover?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Classic or Bestseller?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Pound cake or Trifle?</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Decisions, Decisions...no worries, I learned long ago anything worth doing is worth doing right. So i'll be sure to keep posting and reveal the name of the best lil' book club in Texas.</span></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Peace and Chicken Grease! </span></div>Sandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12775821856700477719noreply@blogger.com0