Does the title scare you a little?
Now what could I talk about that is something to die for (other than the great song I have named this blog for)...
Well, my darlings, if you have read this blog you know I have a few obsessions:
Oprah
shopping
shoes
my trainer and his workouts
spin class with JayVee, Spinderella, and J'taime Jamie
red wine (and let's add Stolichnaya vodka to that...especially in a dirty martini)
working with GOTT and TTG
my children
my children
my children
and then there is another obsession...a love I have...a little crush...
Erik the vampire
oooooohhhhh he is one beautiful man (Alexander Skarsgard who plays him)...and he is one heck of a sexy vampire...read all about him in my old blog last June called "Crush"...
you see, dearies, TRUE BLOOD came back on HBO tonight...my favorite show other than "Glee".
Erik the vampire...now that is something to die for (ok, not literally but definitely figuratively).
So I'm blogging and then I am pouring myself a nice glass of red wine (my "cup of blood" lol) and I"m gonna sit down and enjoy every second of what HBO dishes out to me with that show.
I might even watch it twice.
Trainer Girl is just as obsessed. In fact, that is how our friendship started...we were chatting on the sidelines of a football game (she was the trainer) and we started talking about good looking men and at the same time declared our love of Alexander Skarsgard.
Well, my friends, that is as bonding a moment as two chicks get...
the mutual love of one hot guy...and because I love her I share him with her.
She's out of town right now but starting next week we will have our "True Blood" nights and enjoy the show together so we can squeal with delight every time our beloved hits the screen.
And if ever there was a reason to squeal with delight it is Alexander Skarsgard...with as little clothing as possible...
So for right now, he is my "something to die for".
Some day there will be someone I can squeal over....but for right now I'll stick to letting it be a guy on tv.
Today a friend suggested I write a book...that is a dream of mine.
I told her maybe I would write the white chicks version of "How Stella Got Her Groove Back"...but then that would mean I gotta find someone to get my groove back. In the movie version of that book it was Taye Diggs.
I could get my groove back for Taye Diggs...
or Alexander Skarsgard...
I had a great day today...I went to Galveston to hang out with my Aunt Jane (the best person in the world...go read the blog from last June called "Jane" if you need to know more) and her friend CAT (Cute And Tiny) and Wonder Woman was there...you remember Wonder Woman---she kicked ovarian cancer in the ass so she gets to be Wonder Woman. And Wonder Woman's sister and her kids were there---Jane and I hung out with them in Chicago so it was so fun to see them again. We spent the afternoon in the pool and had a blast...and had a few cocktails. I stopped early enough with the vodka to make sure I could safely drive myself home. We had the most delicious shrimp and grilled corn on the cob...a perfect meal for a summer day.
Thursday I get to go and pick up The Cutest Boy in the World.
Now that is something to die for because I miss the heck out of him and his awesome smile and his deep little voice calling me "mom".
Yes my children are something to die for...
Inspiration Song: "Something to Die For" by the Sounds. Such a good song...some great lyrics...I've copied some below...
From "Something to Die For" by the Sounds:
When something's right, then something is worth to die for
When I feel that something is wrong, then something is worth to fight for
Don't say goodbye, just leave an open door
I wanna hear you say, you give me something to die for
Bye Darlings...we all have something to die for...figuratively...
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Sunday, June 26, 2011
Saturday, June 12, 2010
The Boxer
It's Saturday night and I have the house to myself...except for the cats...
I get to eat when and what I want, open a bottle of what I want to drink, and most importantly, I have control of the remote...but I'm not choosing to watch TV tonight...I've got my iTunes up and have the music going...
I took the day off from the gym...my trainer pointed out that I needed some recovery time and since I have only taken 4 days off since March 25, I decided that I had permission to skip a workout today. I have found that when I do give myself a day off I often am more energized when I go back to the gym the next day. Like anything, too much of a good thing can still be too much and so I gave myself the day off and enjoyed my book and the pool...but I did do a few water exercises to ease my guilt.
I only hope that I'm not replacing being unhealthy because I am fat with being unhealthy because I have skin cancer. But brown fat is way more appealing than white fat so I'm taking chances and playing fast and loose with my skin and aging myself like my great-aunts, my mom and her friends did when I was a kid.
Let me take you back to the early 70's when I was a young thing and what I think of when I think of "sunbathing" (does anyone even use that word anymore?)...
My aunts (they were really my great-aunts or cousins, but everyone was "aunt" so-and-so in my family...) would spend most of the day laying out in the sun while we had family camp. The kids and dads and some of the moms would have a morning horseback ride (remember people, I grew up in Kingsville...on a ranch...you had to ride)and the moms usually took care of the babies and spent the morning at the pool. We got back from our ride in time for a quick swim before lunch. I hated those rides...really hated them...but my dad made me do it even though I always fell off (and earned the name Tinkerbell since I usually did it so gracefully).
I called the aunts "The Dragons" because they sort-of were...I loved them but I was mildly afraid of them. My father was orphaned at 8 so many of these women raised him or took care of him in some way. Daddy was something of a pet in the family since he was orphaned so young so they all had great affection for him...and because he also was a genuinely fun guy to be around. But these were all aunts...none of them were my grandmother...so they seemed slightly dragon-like to me...except for Aunt Alice and Lulu...
Aunt Alice and Aunt Lulu were the glamazons...perpetually tanned and beautiful. All the women in my family were beautiful, but Lulu looked like a movie star and Alice had a glamour to her---maybe it was her ability to match her cigarettes to her outfits. I can still see them oiled up and laying on a lounge chair deepening their tans and become more and more exotically beautiful by the minute---in a REAL Texas woman sort of way. After all, they were REAL Texas women.
We had peacocks at the ranch. They had nothing on the women in my family...beautiful creatures: tanned, wearing Palm Beach style sundresses and Bernardo sandals...bright lipstick...cool drinks in manicured hands (and for some, colored cigarettes)...and for some bizarre reason they sometimes donned very strange, funny little caps to cover their curlers...on the other hand they could make an ordinary handkerchief look spectacular when it was tied around their heads, kerchief-style...
I remember wanting to grow up and be just like them.
I don't smoke (thank goodness I don't anymore...I did once-upon-a-time in college), I don't wear Palm Beach style sundresses and I don't wear Bernardo sandals (they still make them...they are pricey!). I don't curl my hair or wear kerchiefs in it. But I do wear bright lipstick and have a tan...and I oil myself up (Maui Babe and some Hampton Sun or Neutrogena or Australian Gold sunscreen)and lay on my lounge chair and remember those beautiful women (many have passed away)and remember my childhood...and pray I don't get skin cancer.
So I spent my afternoon reading and remembering my beloved dragons...
And then I headed out in search of wine.
I emailed Bacchus for some wine suggestions so I could pick up a fun bottle of something to savor while I watch my Eric and the other vampires tomorrow night when True Blood finally returns. I loved their ad slogan for the show: "Waiting Sucks"...yes, it does! But tomorrow my vamps are back and this time they are dealing with werewolves...can't wait for a good look at Alcide...
So Bacchus gave me some excellent suggestions and I did a little wine shopping but decided that one bottle looked too good towait and I had to open it and have some NOW...
Bacchus really is a wine god...I adore him for many things, but tonight he hit a home run for me (he knows my taste so basically he hits a home run 90% of the time)and I am going to have to find a way to re-pay him for all the great suggestions---oh wait, he is making me chair the 7th grade Medieval Feast next year...that's the payback...he tells me wines to buy to make me happy and I won't get too carried away with the feast...I guess it is his way of controlling me and making sure I will bring some really good stuff (wine) to the party the night before.
So what wine did he have me buy? If you like red, write this down and go to Costco (he tells me they have it there but I had to buy it at Specs because stupid Costco closes at 6 on Saturday). It's a shiraz...
Molly Dooker "The Boxer"...Australian...beware, the alcohol content is higher in this wine so drink it at home...no driving after getting hit by the Boxer...
There are several Molly Dooker wines, so look carefully...I can only vouch for this one...yummy yummy yummy yummy...its a knockout (pun intended)...
If you have an iPhone there is an ap that you can get (this one is courtesy of TTG) called "Lose it". My trainer also recommended it. You put in your actual weight, your goal weight and it serves as a daily exercise and calorie tracker. It's a helpful tool if you like that sort of thing (I do). I saved some of my calories for my wine tonight...and this wine was worth every one of them...I'd rather drink a glass of wine than have a slice of bread any day...
I'm going to sign off so I can drink another glass...like I said, the alcohol content is higher in this and just like you shouldn't drink and drive, I'm not sure I should drink and blog....
Music to enjoy while you drink your yummy shiraz: "The Boxer" by Simon & Garfunkel...it's an oldie but goodie...really nice in the gym for a flat road run or ride...li li li, li li li li li li li....you know the song...
bye darlings
I get to eat when and what I want, open a bottle of what I want to drink, and most importantly, I have control of the remote...but I'm not choosing to watch TV tonight...I've got my iTunes up and have the music going...
I took the day off from the gym...my trainer pointed out that I needed some recovery time and since I have only taken 4 days off since March 25, I decided that I had permission to skip a workout today. I have found that when I do give myself a day off I often am more energized when I go back to the gym the next day. Like anything, too much of a good thing can still be too much and so I gave myself the day off and enjoyed my book and the pool...but I did do a few water exercises to ease my guilt.
I only hope that I'm not replacing being unhealthy because I am fat with being unhealthy because I have skin cancer. But brown fat is way more appealing than white fat so I'm taking chances and playing fast and loose with my skin and aging myself like my great-aunts, my mom and her friends did when I was a kid.
Let me take you back to the early 70's when I was a young thing and what I think of when I think of "sunbathing" (does anyone even use that word anymore?)...
My aunts (they were really my great-aunts or cousins, but everyone was "aunt" so-and-so in my family...) would spend most of the day laying out in the sun while we had family camp. The kids and dads and some of the moms would have a morning horseback ride (remember people, I grew up in Kingsville...on a ranch...you had to ride)and the moms usually took care of the babies and spent the morning at the pool. We got back from our ride in time for a quick swim before lunch. I hated those rides...really hated them...but my dad made me do it even though I always fell off (and earned the name Tinkerbell since I usually did it so gracefully).
I called the aunts "The Dragons" because they sort-of were...I loved them but I was mildly afraid of them. My father was orphaned at 8 so many of these women raised him or took care of him in some way. Daddy was something of a pet in the family since he was orphaned so young so they all had great affection for him...and because he also was a genuinely fun guy to be around. But these were all aunts...none of them were my grandmother...so they seemed slightly dragon-like to me...except for Aunt Alice and Lulu...
Aunt Alice and Aunt Lulu were the glamazons...perpetually tanned and beautiful. All the women in my family were beautiful, but Lulu looked like a movie star and Alice had a glamour to her---maybe it was her ability to match her cigarettes to her outfits. I can still see them oiled up and laying on a lounge chair deepening their tans and become more and more exotically beautiful by the minute---in a REAL Texas woman sort of way. After all, they were REAL Texas women.
We had peacocks at the ranch. They had nothing on the women in my family...beautiful creatures: tanned, wearing Palm Beach style sundresses and Bernardo sandals...bright lipstick...cool drinks in manicured hands (and for some, colored cigarettes)...and for some bizarre reason they sometimes donned very strange, funny little caps to cover their curlers...on the other hand they could make an ordinary handkerchief look spectacular when it was tied around their heads, kerchief-style...
I remember wanting to grow up and be just like them.
I don't smoke (thank goodness I don't anymore...I did once-upon-a-time in college), I don't wear Palm Beach style sundresses and I don't wear Bernardo sandals (they still make them...they are pricey!). I don't curl my hair or wear kerchiefs in it. But I do wear bright lipstick and have a tan...and I oil myself up (Maui Babe and some Hampton Sun or Neutrogena or Australian Gold sunscreen)and lay on my lounge chair and remember those beautiful women (many have passed away)and remember my childhood...and pray I don't get skin cancer.
So I spent my afternoon reading and remembering my beloved dragons...
And then I headed out in search of wine.
I emailed Bacchus for some wine suggestions so I could pick up a fun bottle of something to savor while I watch my Eric and the other vampires tomorrow night when True Blood finally returns. I loved their ad slogan for the show: "Waiting Sucks"...yes, it does! But tomorrow my vamps are back and this time they are dealing with werewolves...can't wait for a good look at Alcide...
So Bacchus gave me some excellent suggestions and I did a little wine shopping but decided that one bottle looked too good towait and I had to open it and have some NOW...
Bacchus really is a wine god...I adore him for many things, but tonight he hit a home run for me (he knows my taste so basically he hits a home run 90% of the time)and I am going to have to find a way to re-pay him for all the great suggestions---oh wait, he is making me chair the 7th grade Medieval Feast next year...that's the payback...he tells me wines to buy to make me happy and I won't get too carried away with the feast...I guess it is his way of controlling me and making sure I will bring some really good stuff (wine) to the party the night before.
So what wine did he have me buy? If you like red, write this down and go to Costco (he tells me they have it there but I had to buy it at Specs because stupid Costco closes at 6 on Saturday). It's a shiraz...
Molly Dooker "The Boxer"...Australian...beware, the alcohol content is higher in this wine so drink it at home...no driving after getting hit by the Boxer...
There are several Molly Dooker wines, so look carefully...I can only vouch for this one...yummy yummy yummy yummy...its a knockout (pun intended)...
If you have an iPhone there is an ap that you can get (this one is courtesy of TTG) called "Lose it". My trainer also recommended it. You put in your actual weight, your goal weight and it serves as a daily exercise and calorie tracker. It's a helpful tool if you like that sort of thing (I do). I saved some of my calories for my wine tonight...and this wine was worth every one of them...I'd rather drink a glass of wine than have a slice of bread any day...
I'm going to sign off so I can drink another glass...like I said, the alcohol content is higher in this and just like you shouldn't drink and drive, I'm not sure I should drink and blog....
Music to enjoy while you drink your yummy shiraz: "The Boxer" by Simon & Garfunkel...it's an oldie but goodie...really nice in the gym for a flat road run or ride...li li li, li li li li li li li....you know the song...
bye darlings
Friday, June 11, 2010
Crush
So I have a little crush...
His name is Eric...
He's blonde and blue-eyed (which is unusual for me as I usually like the dark-haired guys...but always the light eyes)...he's very tall...he's a bad boy...a Viking...ruthless (I know, that is NOT attractive, but on him its all good)...he's older than me...by 1000 years...and he is a VAMPIRE...
No, not one of the teenage school-girl crush type of Twilight vampires (but I have read the books and watched the movies---Team Edward here all the way), but a real, honest-to-goodness badder-than-bad bloodsucking vamp...
Eric Northman (sigh)...as played by Alexander Skarsgard on HBO's "True Blood"...
I wanted to put a photo up here to show you how beautiful he is, but I'm not tech-savvy enough to do it...so you will just have to Google him and see for yourself. Or try this link:
http://cdn.buzznet.com/media-cdn/jj1/headlines/2010/04/alexander-skarsgard-arms-details-magazine.jpg
oh yeah...
and if you watch "Zoolander" you will see Alexander Skarsgard (very young) as one of Ben Stiller's roomates who plays with the gasoline...he was cute then...now he is HOT HOT HOT...
I like Bradley Cooper too...a lot...but I have it bad for the vampire (and the actor who plays him)...but I think it is mostly the vampire...
I've read the Sookie Stackhouse novels that the True Blood series is based on and they are fun little romps. The tv show is tied with "Glee" for my favorite show (even Grey's Anatomy has fallen behind those 2 shows) and it is worth paying for HBO just to see it. I'm also a big "Tudors" fan (Jonathan Rhys-Meyers as Henry VII...dark hair, blue eyes), and I really enjoyed "Spartacus" (don't ask me why...I just liked it...oh, yeah...it was the lead actor, Andy Whitfield...tall, dark haired and blue eyed), and "Big Love". And I love those train-wreck shows like "Toddlers and Tiaras" as well as all of Bravo's "Real Housewives"...and I can't get enough of "Top Chef"...
I'm not that much of a television junkie...but I do love me some vampires and singing kids...
So now that my beloved "Glee" is on hiatus for the summer, I get to sink my teeth into (pun intended) "True Blood" and enjoy Eric...and I also enjoy Bill the vampire played by Stephen Moyer (dark hair/blue eyes)...and every second of Ryan Kwanten's (Jason Stackhouse) abs...
oh yeah...
And if you read and loved "The Pillars of the Earth" by Ken Follet, Starz (a premium cable channel) has made it into a mini-series...Matthew Macfayden will be Prior Phillip...you might know him as "Mr. Darcy" in the Kiera Knightly "Pride and Prejudice"...dark hair, blue eyes...
oh yeah...
I am reading the book for the 3rd time in anticipation...great book....
So that is my little crush...Eric from True Blood...after all, if my husband can enjoy the "Victoria's Secret Fashion Show", I am entitled to a little bloodlust with the vampire...
I can give you a True Blood crash course if you want...just email or facebook me...
I don't try to plan or over-think these blogs...you can tell that it is mainly stream-of conciousness writing...but I did have to stop and start this one a bit today so I had some time to think about it and think about "crush".
I looked it up on the online dictionary:
crush (krsh)
v. crushed, crush·ing, crush·es
v.tr.
1. To press between opposing bodies so as to break or injure.
2. To break, pound, or grind (stone or ore, for example) into small fragments or powder.
3. To put down; subdue: crushed the rebellion.
4. To overwhelm or oppress severely: spirits that had been crushed by rejection and failure.
5. To crumple or rumple: crushed the freshly ironed shirt.
6. To hug, especially with great force.
7. To press upon, shove, or crowd.
8. To extract or obtain by pressing or squeezing: crush juice from a grape.
9. Archaic To drink; quaff.
v.intr.
1. To be or become crushed.
2. To proceed or move by crowding or pressing.
n.
1. The act of crushing; extreme pressure.
2. The state of being crushed.
3. A great crowd: a crush of spectators.
4. A substance prepared by or as if by crushing, especially a fruit drink: orange crush.
5. Informal
a. A usually temporary infatuation.
b. One who is the object of such an infatuation.
6. A decisive or critical moment or situation.
7. The process of stamping or crushing grapes for wine.
After reading that, I see that I have a lot of "crush" in my life:
1) Eric Northman (see above)...object of my infatuation
2)I like crushed grapes...that are fermented...i.e. WINE
3)I am trying to crush the rebellion that is inside of me any time I want to eat something I shouldn't or skip going to the gym...
I have another crush...this one is healthy...Fage Greek Yogurt with honey (or blueberries)...it is my favorite snack when I want something sweet and it is good for you...lots of calcium, very low in fat, high in flavor. I get mine at Randalls and HEB or at Fit Foods. Try it, you will like it...
And to get you going, today's musical selection/inspiration is:
"Crush"---Glee Cast version...sung by the mah-ve-lous Lea Michelle...
bye darlings...
His name is Eric...
He's blonde and blue-eyed (which is unusual for me as I usually like the dark-haired guys...but always the light eyes)...he's very tall...he's a bad boy...a Viking...ruthless (I know, that is NOT attractive, but on him its all good)...he's older than me...by 1000 years...and he is a VAMPIRE...
No, not one of the teenage school-girl crush type of Twilight vampires (but I have read the books and watched the movies---Team Edward here all the way), but a real, honest-to-goodness badder-than-bad bloodsucking vamp...
Eric Northman (sigh)...as played by Alexander Skarsgard on HBO's "True Blood"...
I wanted to put a photo up here to show you how beautiful he is, but I'm not tech-savvy enough to do it...so you will just have to Google him and see for yourself. Or try this link:
http://cdn.buzznet.com/media-cdn/jj1/headlines/2010/04/alexander-skarsgard-arms-details-magazine.jpg
oh yeah...
and if you watch "Zoolander" you will see Alexander Skarsgard (very young) as one of Ben Stiller's roomates who plays with the gasoline...he was cute then...now he is HOT HOT HOT...
I like Bradley Cooper too...a lot...but I have it bad for the vampire (and the actor who plays him)...but I think it is mostly the vampire...
I've read the Sookie Stackhouse novels that the True Blood series is based on and they are fun little romps. The tv show is tied with "Glee" for my favorite show (even Grey's Anatomy has fallen behind those 2 shows) and it is worth paying for HBO just to see it. I'm also a big "Tudors" fan (Jonathan Rhys-Meyers as Henry VII...dark hair, blue eyes), and I really enjoyed "Spartacus" (don't ask me why...I just liked it...oh, yeah...it was the lead actor, Andy Whitfield...tall, dark haired and blue eyed), and "Big Love". And I love those train-wreck shows like "Toddlers and Tiaras" as well as all of Bravo's "Real Housewives"...and I can't get enough of "Top Chef"...
I'm not that much of a television junkie...but I do love me some vampires and singing kids...
So now that my beloved "Glee" is on hiatus for the summer, I get to sink my teeth into (pun intended) "True Blood" and enjoy Eric...and I also enjoy Bill the vampire played by Stephen Moyer (dark hair/blue eyes)...and every second of Ryan Kwanten's (Jason Stackhouse) abs...
oh yeah...
And if you read and loved "The Pillars of the Earth" by Ken Follet, Starz (a premium cable channel) has made it into a mini-series...Matthew Macfayden will be Prior Phillip...you might know him as "Mr. Darcy" in the Kiera Knightly "Pride and Prejudice"...dark hair, blue eyes...
oh yeah...
I am reading the book for the 3rd time in anticipation...great book....
So that is my little crush...Eric from True Blood...after all, if my husband can enjoy the "Victoria's Secret Fashion Show", I am entitled to a little bloodlust with the vampire...
I can give you a True Blood crash course if you want...just email or facebook me...
I don't try to plan or over-think these blogs...you can tell that it is mainly stream-of conciousness writing...but I did have to stop and start this one a bit today so I had some time to think about it and think about "crush".
I looked it up on the online dictionary:
crush (krsh)
v. crushed, crush·ing, crush·es
v.tr.
1. To press between opposing bodies so as to break or injure.
2. To break, pound, or grind (stone or ore, for example) into small fragments or powder.
3. To put down; subdue: crushed the rebellion.
4. To overwhelm or oppress severely: spirits that had been crushed by rejection and failure.
5. To crumple or rumple: crushed the freshly ironed shirt.
6. To hug, especially with great force.
7. To press upon, shove, or crowd.
8. To extract or obtain by pressing or squeezing: crush juice from a grape.
9. Archaic To drink; quaff.
v.intr.
1. To be or become crushed.
2. To proceed or move by crowding or pressing.
n.
1. The act of crushing; extreme pressure.
2. The state of being crushed.
3. A great crowd: a crush of spectators.
4. A substance prepared by or as if by crushing, especially a fruit drink: orange crush.
5. Informal
a. A usually temporary infatuation.
b. One who is the object of such an infatuation.
6. A decisive or critical moment or situation.
7. The process of stamping or crushing grapes for wine.
After reading that, I see that I have a lot of "crush" in my life:
1) Eric Northman (see above)...object of my infatuation
2)I like crushed grapes...that are fermented...i.e. WINE
3)I am trying to crush the rebellion that is inside of me any time I want to eat something I shouldn't or skip going to the gym...
I have another crush...this one is healthy...Fage Greek Yogurt with honey (or blueberries)...it is my favorite snack when I want something sweet and it is good for you...lots of calcium, very low in fat, high in flavor. I get mine at Randalls and HEB or at Fit Foods. Try it, you will like it...
And to get you going, today's musical selection/inspiration is:
"Crush"---Glee Cast version...sung by the mah-ve-lous Lea Michelle...
bye darlings...
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