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Anxiety [09 Nov 2015|07:40pm]
 
Anxiety does not empty tomorrow of its sorrows, but only empties today of its strength. ~~Charles Spurgeon )
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Happiest of Happies to Jay! [10 May 2013|12:26pm]
 
A few years back on this day, something awesome happened: my friend, Jay, was born. She probably came out speaking and whatever she said was bound to be clever, and probably just a little bit wry.

Eight years ago I was blessed to have her share her sense of humor with me. The first thing we produced for Citadel was a log containing this:

A voice booms down from above: "Ladies and gents! Welcome! Without further ado, let the show begin! In the East corner, Bobby "Beautiful Boy" Carlisle! In the West corner, Eddie "Sex-Machine" Kent!" The curtain raises on the boxing ring, a kiddie pool of vanilla pudding square in the center and two strapping g-string clad lads in opposite corners.

A long pause from Guy, followed up by a slightly longer period of total silence. "James?"

"Guy?"

"Please tell me that white stuff is pudding?"

A bark of laughter. "Yes."

Guy nods, eyes impossibly wide. "James?"

"Yes?" Biting his lip against another laugh.

"Tell me that's not my dessert?"


And the rest is history.

A lot has happened in those eight years. Jay has moved cross-country, and brought into the world two beautiful, cunning aliens who have inherited her wry wit and clever ways (much to her head-shaking, laughter-laced consternation sometimes). She landed her dream job and has weathered the storm through good times and bad. And we have written, literally, millions of words over the year (I've counted).

Through it all she has put up with me and my idiosyncrasies, my insecurities and my flakiness. I love her and I'm thankful to have her in my life.

Happy Birthday, Jay. I hope you have an amazing day, a better weekend and an amazing year.

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... [22 Apr 2013|03:55pm]
 
Oh, Reese...

And she played the "do you know who I am" card, too.

Tsk. Tsk. Tsk.
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It's Monday [18 Feb 2013|05:31pm]
Rest in peace, Mindy McCready. Heaven knows you deserve some and never got it in life.

If I had one wish--just one--I would eradicate all addiction. All of it, including the addiction to power. Don't you think that would solve a whole hell of a lot of the world's problems?

Do you like making graphics (icons, tumblr pictures, stuff like that), writing short fiction, making videos and being part of a fun team that cheers you on no matter bad your attempts are? If you do and you've never heard of landcomms than I have happy-good information for you!

There are these things on LJ called landcomms (like Leverageland Community, for instance). You join a team and there are challenges and you make points and get good feedback and just have lots of fun. It's been really good for me.

I want chicken noodle soup.
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M y Heart It is Breaking [21 Dec 2012|10:41pm]
I know in the grand scheme of life it's not a big deal, but never has the cancellation of a TV show made me so sad.

I'll miss you, Leverage. Probably more than is healthy.
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Gun Control? Maybe. [14 Dec 2012|12:56pm]
 
But how about broad and affordable access to mental health care?

My prayers are with those affected by the shootings in Connecticut, and every other senseless act of violence.
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I think... [22 Nov 2012|04:33am]
I might be experiencing real, normal emotions today. Imagine that. (Never underestimate what the right therapist, and the right therapeutic approach--that's very important--can do for you.)

I'm typing through a haze of tears. I've been crying off and on for about an hour now because, for the first time in too many years, I'm remembering my mom as a vibrant, healthy mom who loved being in the kitchen on Thanksgiving. (No really, it was something she loved doing, making a special meal for her family on that day... she told me more than once.) The tears are bittersweet because I'm so thankful I had her and my dad, but I miss them so very, very much today.

Memories be here )

Happy Thanksgiving for those of you celebrating today. I hope it's full of good things.
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Thank You [11 Nov 2012|06:27pm]
 
To those who serve, to those who served, to those who will make the decision to serve despite the knowledge of what it might mean, thank you. You have my respect, my gratitude, and I am humbled by you. My prayers are with you.

To the families who wait and fear and hope and support. Thank you. My prayers are also with you.
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Happy Birthday, Jess [01 Nov 2012|01:33am]
 
Yesterday marked the birth of one of the finest people I've ever met. Her strength, intelligence, talent, compassion, courage and friendship bless my life every single day, whether or not we "connect" via the vast world of the internets.

Jess, I love you, adore you, and will always treasure you. I hope your day was wonderful, and that the next year will be amazing.

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Leverage Fans! [19 Sep 2012|03:52pm]
Go! Take the survey!

TNT is deciding about the Season six, and this is their official survey:

https://www.tvinnercircle.com/R.aspx?a=428
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:( [03 Sep 2012|06:01pm]
Rest in peace, Michael Clarke Duncan
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RIP Sally Ride [24 Jul 2012|10:00am]
 
Peace to your family and partner.
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Happy Canada Day! [01 Jul 2012|05:45pm]
Hope it's been and continues to be a good one.

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Of headless bears... [17 Jun 2012|08:29am]
I remember once when I went on a church retreat. It was the first time I'd gone on one that my parents were not hosting or chaperoning. We were out in the woods, sleeping in tents and freezing our butts off.

Friday night I was walking across the road toward the campfire--I don't remember where I'd been (probably the bathrooms)--and this huge headless thing grabbed me. It kind of felt like a very coordinated bear. For a few seconds I fought like my life depended on it, my heart pounding in my chest, but then I caught the scent of damp, cool corduroy, sheepskin (from the collar) and Old Spice. It was my dad.

I started laughing, and I turned around as he popped his head up out of his collar and gave me a huge hug. He'd come up with one of the other fathers to surprise us and bring more hot chocolate supplies (they hadn't counted on it being so cold).

I can still smell that mix of corduroy and Old Spice.

Happy birthday, daddy. I miss you. And happy Father's Day.
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My husband just wrote his first slash fic [09 Jun 2012|02:55pm]
Or, at least, he outlined it out loud.

I don't know whether to cackle or shake my head and sigh.

We're watching The O.C...all of it... )
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Pic Spam [17 May 2012|05:39pm]
 
For my own quick access:

Alex Kent )
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JAY WAS BORN TODAY! [10 May 2012|12:03am]
ONE!


click me )
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BIRTHDAY COUNTDOWN [09 May 2012|06:19pm]
TWO!
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BIRTHDAY COUNTDOWN [08 May 2012|10:33pm]
THREE!
click me )
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BIRTHDAY COUNTDOWN [07 May 2012|08:33pm]
FOUR!
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