Wednesday Words: Celebrity Crushes

Ahh the celebrity crush… I have many.  So many that my eleven year old nephew tells me I’m cheating when I point out yet another celebrity boyfriend or girlfriend. :)  I’ll just name a few though.

Of course there are my boys…


If you haven’t figured it out yet, I’m a Backstreet Boys fan.  Big time.  Sixteen years, so many concerts I’ve lost count, two cruises… yeah, I love them long time. :)

But wait… there’s more!



Joe Manganiello is so pretty it hurts me.  He is repeatedly showing up in my fiction as the lead male because I enjoy thinking about him and putting him into different scenarios.  I love how he’s ridiculously tall, and gorgeous, and talented, and werewolfy. :)



Angelina is my number one girlfriend.  I’ve loved her for ages.  I worry about her though because she’s so freaking skinny lately.  I miss this healthier looking version.



Rooney Mara is a newer crush.  I discovered her in The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo and can’t stop watching her.  I’m amazed at how she can transform herself so dramatically.


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Tom Hardy… How can I not love him?  Talented, funny, gorgeous, British, and willing to pose with mini Bane fans. Love.

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Tom Hiddleston.  Oh Tom… I love his face, his eyes, his voice, and pretty much every thing about him. I could listen to him talk forever.

I can’t tell you how many times I’ve watched this…

And if I could figure out a way to get this on my iPhone to listen to on repeat, I would.

Then there’s this…

I’d share more, but WordPress is being a bitch tonight and won’t let me add anything else.  :(

Don’t forget to check out my girls Jenny Trout, Bronwyn Green, Jessica Jarman, Kris Norris, and Tess Grant to see who their crushes are.

So who are your celebrity crushes?

Wednesday Words: 10 Random Facts


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I’m so glad this week’s topic is a light one. :) I was starting to feel like my Wednesday posts were getting too deep. This week we’re sharing ten random facts about ourselves. Easy peasy, right? Kind of. :)

  1. Fake – I have two fake teeth.  :D  Two of my adult teeth simply were not there to come in, so I had very spaced out teeth for a while.  Then I got braces and had a retainer with two fake teeth in it until I could get two bridges put in.  Thankfully they’re bottom teeth so most people wouldn’t even notice them.
  2. Blue – When I was born, I had what they called Mongolian Spots.  Basically these spots are birthmarks that are a blue color.  They kind of look like bruises.  I had two on my butt, which I guess is pretty common because in Japanese these spots are referred to as “shiri ga aoi” which translates to “to have a blue butt.”  I also had one on my left wrist.  I used to hate the one on my wrist because it was so noticeable.  But thankfully over time it turned from the blue color to a brown that is a few shades darker than my skin.  People barely notice it anymore and I’m okay with that.  Since I know you’re wondering, the marks on my ass are still blue but they’re about the size of a fingertip and have faded a ton. LOL My cute little baby ass was featured in a medical textbook though because apparently my Mongolian Spots were pretty big. I’ll try and find a picture of my wrist when it was blue and then take a pic of it now. Just probably not in time for my 9 am post deadline. :)
  3. Old – My baby brother is nineteen years younger than me. He’s one of the loves of my life, and I’ve always been part big sister part mom to him.  I absolutely love that we are so far apart in age because I think it gives me such a different perspective on being a sibling.
  4. Dark – I grew up afraid of the dark and afraid of sleeping alone.  I slept with my mom most nights even when I had my own bedroom and way past the age that is considered “normal” for sleeping with your mom. There were times when I’d go to my dad’s for the weekend and because he wouldn’t let me sleep with him, I’d sneak into his room doing a commando crawl and would sleep on the floor of his bedroom.  As I got older I eventually turned into someone who slept with the tv on which helped, but my dad hated that too.  I can remember putting towels along the door at the floor so that the light from my tv wouldn’t travel down the hall.  LOL  I didn’t even need the sound, I just wanted the light and movement.  Now a days I don’t need the tv anymore unless I’m having a high anxiety moment.  And even if I do have the tv on, it’s set to turn off on a timer after I’ve fallen asleep.
  5. Wrong – I absolutely can not stand when I state my opinion on something and someone tells me that I’m wrong because my opinion isn’t the same as theirs.  I’m not talking about facts… that’s way different.  I’m talking about when I say that a cloud looks like Mickey Mouse and someone flat out says, “No it doesn’t.”  Don’t tell me that my opinion is wrong, it’s MINE. :p
  6. Uh… - I am a writer who can’t tell you the proper terms for writing stuff.  I know what a noun is, and thanks to the “What’s your verb?” anti drug commercials I figured out what a verb is.  But yeah, ask me to tell you what an adverb is or how to diagram a sentence and I’ve got nothing.  For one reason or another the stuff just didn’t stick.  I feel like when it comes to writing, I do pretty well and I understand the rules, but I couldn’t really tell you what the rules are called. :)
  7. The Plane! - I didn’t fly in a plane until the summer before I went to high school.  I basically got bribed into it because my dad told me, “If you want to go to Disney World, you have to fly.”  I was absolutely terrified that we were going to die.  All my life leading up to my first flight and many years after it,I had nightmares about plane crashes.  Either I was on the plane or I’d be somewhere and would see the plane crashing, it was awful.  After 9/11 though, the dreams stopped.  I had reoccurring 9/11 dreams, but I never had the random plane crashing dreams again.  Spooky.  Oh and I absolutely love to fly now.
  8. Shake it -I wanted to be a dancer when I was little.  I never got to take a dance class but my friends and I would make up dances in my basement to songs and spend hours working on them.  I love everything about dance.  If there’s a dance movie, I will see it.  So You Think You Can Dance… love it.  Dancing with the Stars… used to love it more, but I still tune in occasionally.  I love the dance world. <3
  9. Jobs - I have been a driver who delivered new GM cars to dealerships, a daycare worker, a nanny, a data processor, data processing supervisor, data processing coordinator, a family service worker, an assistant preschool teacher,a vounteer children’s grief support group leader, a title typist, a yarn shop employee, a yarn shop assistant manager, a RFID tagger at a library, a library clerk, a receptionist, and a case worker.
  10. Kid Stuff - For an adult without kids, I watch a lot of kid television.  I used to tell myself that I did it to stay in touch with the things that the kids I worked with were up to.  But yeah, I actually just really like cartoons and stuff.  I’d much rather watch Kick Buttowski than a rerun of Law & Order.  I still watch adult shows, but I love my kid stuff.  Especially during those aforementioned high anxiety nights when I have to fall asleep to my tv, it’s almost always on something fluffy like Disney Jr.  Doc McStuffin’s is my homie!  :)

So there you have it… ten random things about little ol’ me that hopefully I haven’t shared before. :)  Now pop on over and see what randomosity Bronwyn, Jenny, Leigh, Jessica, and Kris have to share about themselves!

Happy Hump Day!

Wednesday Words: A Day in the Life of Moi


I literally groaned when I read what this week’s topic was going to be. There is absolutely nothing typical about my day to day life other than my constant dreaming of finding a new job. :) Don’t get me wrong, I love social work and I love helping people. There are even parts of my current job that I like, but most of the time the job sucks balls.

I’m on call 24/7 unless I take vacation and even then, I usually still get calls from current and prior clients. I use my own cell phone and my own car, I often buy my own supplies, I work non-traditional hours if my clients need me to, and I basically have to be ready at all times to drop whatever I’m doing so that I can help a client with a crisis if they call. If I’m in a movie, I have to keep my cell phone on vibrate and the screen brightness turned down super low so that if it vibrates with a text or call I can sneak it out and see if it’s an emergency or something that can wait. Frankly, it blows. I miss the days of being able to turn my phone on Airplane Mode uring a movie, play, or whenever I simply didn’t feel like being contacted. I never get to turn my phone off.

When it comes to scheduling, I have two meetings a week in which I’m required to be in the office, for the rest of the week I set my schedule around my clients. That part is nice because I like to sleep in and truly appreciate not having to be anywhere most days before 9 AM. Most of my clients aren’t big planners, so I generally don’t know my schedule more than one day before. For example, today (I’m writing this on Monday) I didn’t know until my 3:00 apppointment what time I’d be meeting with my client tomorrow. I can make a doctor appointment for myself without worrying about having to take time off work to go, but I also have to keep in mind that if I miss a visit with a family it still has to be made up and that often means working on the weekend or making my visits extra long to make up the hours.

Then of course there’s the fact that I’m doing social work with families who are in crisis. This means never ever having a set schedule. I may have planned a wonderful fun activity involving markers and stickers to do with the children, but I could easily get to the home and find out that the police are there, a kid got suspended from school, another kid ran away, the dog ate the neighbor’s prize show chicken, someone is suicidal and needs to be taken to the emergency room, the electricity has been shut off, and the family has 24 hours before they’re being evicted from their home. Thankfully, all of those things have never happened all at once, but they’ve all happened. :) Part of social work is simply knowing that you have to think on your feet all the time. If you plan to talk about domestic violence with a client but get to the home and find out that they really need to be educated on improper supervision and appropriate caregivers, then you change your plan. If you plan on a pleasant event outting with the family but then get a call saying that the family is required to be in an emergency court hearing in two hours, you make it happen. If you’re drinking margaritas with friends on the Friday before a holiday weekend and you get a phone call saying that you’re getting a new case and need to go out and see the family that night, you sober up and tell your friends that you’ll see them later (true story).

My evenings are usually spent working on paperwork, another given in the world of social work. I try to keep up with it all, but I definitely struggle. I should be working on case notes right now, to be completely honest. On paper, this job sounds kind of cool. Flexible schedule, work from home when you’re not with clients, help people, no cirriculum to follow… But, yeah, it’s not really that awesome. I’ve been doing it way too long and as much as it pains me to say it, I miss having a set schedule and knowing exactly when my work day is over. I even miss having a desk to sit at every day. Right now I have a laptop and have to “find a flat surface” to use when I’m in the office. I’m not guarenteed a regular desk or even a desk in general. One of the reasons that I haven’t done any creative writing this year is because even when I’m not working I’m thinking about how I should be working. I should be working on that backlog of case notes I need to get done, so if I’m instead writing a smutty short story or fanfic, I feel guilty. There’s never a “5:00″ in this job where I feel like I can say, “Work day is over, time for fun!” because there’s always that chance that the work day isn’t done. So essentially, I’m always on alert and it’s exhausting. Plus the pay is shitty.

So there you have it… a day in the life of a social worker who’d rather be knitting, writing, reading, and having babies. :) Check out the blogs of my girls Bronwyn Green, Jessica Jarman, Leigh Jones, Kris Norris and Jenny Trout to see what their typical days look like! Some of them are full time writers and I get to live vicariously through them. :)

Happy Hump Day!

Wednesday Words – Fears & Phobias

This week we’re talking about fears and phobias. Oy vey, this was a hard one! I feel like the older I get, the more fears I have. I also feel like that’s backward. Shouldn’t my fears decrease as I grow older and wiser? Nevertheless, here’s a list of my top phobias in no particular order.

Big Scary Bridges - My yearly writer’s retreat is waaaaay up in the tippy top of the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. It’s gorgeous up there and last year was a blast. The one drawback is that in order to get to the UP, though, is that we have to cross the Mackinac Bridge. Although the Mighty Mac is pretty, she’s also big and scary. It’s the fifth longest suspension bridge in the world and the roadway is 200 feet high in the center of the bridge. When I’m crossing her I have visions of high winds blowing cars off into the water. (Hey, it happened!) Last year when we crossed the bridge it had been nearly 17 years since my first and only trip across the bridge. I think I did pretty well (no panic attacks, no crying, no hiding my face or popping of Ativan) but it still scares me. I almost enjoyed crossing it on the way back home and even took photos… But yeah, I’ve already told the retreat girls that if we take my car this year, I can drive as long as someone else drives us across the bridge.

Death of my Parents – I honestly don’t know how I’ll handle this. I fully envision winding up in a mental hospital over it when the time comes. I can’t imagine life without my parents.

Never Being a Mom - If you know me well or have read this or my previous blogs you know I want to be a mom more than anything. I’m totally afraid that I’m running out of time to have a baby the natural way and that I’ll never be able to afford to adopt because I have a suck ass job and live paycheck to paycheck.

Water I can’t See Across - I’m not nearly as scared of this as I was before I went on two cruises. But I still have a healthy fear of water I can’t see across and can’t touch the bottom of. Also, undertow.

Mental Illness - I have a fear that one day my clinical depression is going to take over. That instead of conquering it, it’ll conquer me. Which also leads back up to the never being a mom fear.

Bats - No, just, no. Especially when they’ve entered the space bubble of my home. Not okay. Nothing you can say will change my mind on this one.

Not Being Good Enough - Gee, could this post get any more depressing? Ugh! I worry that I’m not good enough at my job, my relationships with people, my crafts… Basically everything.

Okay, enough of this topic for me… what are your phobias? Leave a comment below and be sure to check out what my girls Bronwyn, Jessica, Leigh, Tess, and Kris have to say about phobias and fears! Oh and check out Jenny Trout’s blog too… she may or may not be joining the Wednesday Bloggers group, but even if she doesn’t, she’s amazing and you’ll love her. :) Plus, her new book The Bride is finally out! Wee!!

Wednesday Words – Peeved

We have an addition to the Wednesday Blogging group! The lovely Kris Norris will now be joining us. She writes awesome books about zombies and makes me giggle like a nut. Welcome, Kris!!

So this week I’m supposed to write about pet peeves. I have a lot of pet peeves. Several that I’ve already blogged about here because I enjoy a good bitch session. But if I had to choose one thing to talk about that drives me nuts (as well as one I haven’t already blogged about), I guess I’d go with my furry little friend Stormy.

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Wednesday Words – 5 things

This week for Wednesday Words I’ve been asked to list five things that I can’t live without so here they are in no particular order.

1) Medication

Like the title of this blog says, I’m part of the Prozac Nation. Dysthymia seriously sucks, but medication makes it somewhat tolerable. I still have my bad days and I still have to fight the struggle of clinical depression each and every day, but with my meds it’s a little bit easier to do. Before my meds I was kind of a mess. Now I’m just a slight mess. :)

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Wednesday Words!

It’s not a big secret that I’ve been a pretty crappy blogger lately. But thanks to my most excellent writing mentor I now have a new weekly task that requires blogging. :) One of the reasons I don’t blog as much as I used to is because when I sit down to write I can’t think of a topic. Or at least a topic that I haven’t already blogged about over and over. But now, at least on Wednesday’s, I don’t have to think of a topic because one will be provided for me. :)

Each Wednesday morning, I along with Bronwyn Green, Jessica Jarman, Leigh Jones, and Tess Grant, will be blogging about a shared topic.

Check back this Wednesday to see what the weekly topic is, and until then go check out the blogs of my girls!


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