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Wanna Hush?

Grandfather: Wanna walk?
Cille: You wanna hush?
Grandfather: Yeah.
Cille: Well, do it then.

Book Giveaway- Angel Evolution By David Estes

Earlier I wrote a post reviewing "Angel Evolution" by David Estes. This is the first book in the Evolution trilogy. Well, I'm pleased to announce David is giving away 200, yes 200!, e-book copies. It's a book I enjoyed very much. All you have to do to enter is:

1. Like David's facebook page-
or... 2. Follow his blog-
or... 3. Follow him on twitter-

 To get your free e-book copy you can e-mail David at: (and tell him Lisa from I feel so unnecessary sent ya!) The giveaway will be open until December 13, 2011. Good luck!


Book Review- Angel Evolution By David Estes

Angel Evolution by David Estes( e-book format)
Published: Oct. 10, 2011
Young adult fantasy

"Angel Evolution" is the first book in the Evolution trilogy. It centers on Taylor and Gabriel- Taylor is the only one who notices Gabriel's glow. She is both intrigued and scared of him. While Taylor is trying to find answers she finds herself in the middle of an ages old conflict.

I like young adult books and I like fantasy so this was a winning combination. I enjoyed Taylor's quest to find out more about Gabriel and about herself. It wasn't an overlong story, it was a quick, enjoyable read. I look forward to reading the other two books in the trilogy.
 4 out of 5 stars.

Disclosure- received a complimentary copy from the author.

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Old Hags

Cille- Lisa, I want you to get me some hair coloring. This ol' gray looks awful.
Me- I think it looks good. I like gray hair.
Cille- Not on me it doesn't.
Me- Scott has gray hair, should he dye his?
Cille- Men with gray hair look sophisticated.Women don't- they look like old hags.

You Mean If You Kill Me, I Won't Die?

We've been watching episodes of "News Radio" on Netflix. Tonight Dear Husband asked me this question:
"When did Phil Hartman die?"
Me: "I think it wasn't long after the show ended, and he didn't die. His wife killed him."
(Have I mentioned I'm a blonde and was having one of those moments)
DH: "So you mean being killed doesn't involve dying? So... if you killed me I wouldn't die right?"
Me: "Uh, no."

Drying Up

As I was getting Cille ready to go riding one day my grandfather Bobo said this to her:

"It's cold, you don't need to get out."
Me: "She can't stay in the house all the time."
Cille: "If I stay in the house all the time I'm just gonna dry up."

I Made A Something

Cille has a history of bowel blockages so imagine the concern we felt when she's not been having bm's. After consulting with the doctor and her getting some, um, extra help, she went a few days ago. But she started having trouble again. So, we've been plying her with extra fiber and prune juice. Today we also had her up walking more. Lo and behold the deed happened. I don't think I've ever been this excited over poo before. She was less excited, however. My response was, "Woo hoo, you made a poopie!" Her response- "I made a something."

I Can't Take My Parents Anywhere- Pt. 2

Waitress: What do you want on your grilled cheese sandwich?
Dad: Cheese.
Mom:Where are you going to get Scott's house shoes- Norton?
Me: I guess I could.
Dad: Yeah, you could go to Lowe's and see if they have any.
Me: I don't think they sell house shoes at Lowe's, Dad.
Dad: Oh, I bet they do.
Then later... Lisa, watch that idiot swerving in front of you. He's probably talking on his cell phone and googling or taking pictures of his crackberry. Or he could be tweeting on his pee pod. You know now they got this pod thing the size of a clipboard and you can read magazines on it? Why can't people just buy a freakin' magazine instead of carrying those things around?

I've Been Pepsi-fied

As I was getting into the car Scott suddenly started screaming in a high pitched voice, "Aaaah, my eyes I got Pepsi in my eyes, they've been pepsified, I'm blinded by the Pepsi!" He then wiped them and said, "Oh, no I blew my nose on this rag, now my eyes have been pepsi/boogerfied!"
If anyone was wondering- yes it is fun living with a 12 year old in a 50-something yr. old body. Loads and loads of fun.

Aunt Poopie

As I was in my grandmother's kitchen the other day I heard my dad put my little niece up to calling me this-

"Say hey Aunt Pookie."
Baby Niece: "Hey Aunt Poopie."

Yes, family members call me Pookie and yes, it is such an  appropriate nickname for a 30-something yr. old.

Moves Like A Geriatric

I like the song "Moves like Jagger" by Maroon Five. Borrowing from "American Bandstand", it's got a good beat and you can dance to it. Unfortunately right now an appropriate song title for me would be "Moves Like a Geriatric."
When the weather changes, my body betrays me...or maybe I betrayed my body.Huh, maybe I should have listened to the doctors when they were practically screaming "DON'T DO THAT!"See, I have degenerative disk disease...which isn't really a disease but is just my disks in my back wore out a lot earlier than they should have. And because of having the attitude of "I don't need no stinking help" I herniated some disks and have sciatica. Fun, fun. So whenever the weather turns cooler, my joints and muscles stiffen up and I walk as if I have a stick up my bum.
Of course, if someone remembered to take her neurtonin and glucosamine, in addition to doing her stretchy exercises she'd feel a lot better. Bu…

Me And My Slobber Friends

Scott and Dad was talking about me as if I wasn't in the room earlier:
Dad- She ain't listening to me. Hey, I said turn the music up.
Me- If you'd quit talking you'd be able to hear it.
Scott- She's focused, she's talking to her cyber friends.
Dad- Talking to her slobber friends?
Me- Yeah Dad, slobber friends.
Scott- No cyber, for a shy person she sure is social online.
Me- That's because I don't like looking at people.