Name Game

Thanks to Courtney's blog, I now have a fun name blog of my own.

Read on!



1. My rock star name (first pet and current car)

Bozo Saturn SL2

2. My gangsta name (ice cream flavour plus cookie, or biscuit)

Peanut Butter Cup Chocolate chip with nuts. (how white I am :) )

3. My fly girl name (first letter of first name, first three letters of last name)

KQui (it's all gonna depend on the pronoucination)


4. My detective name (favourite colour, favourite animal)

Aqua Blue Dog

5. My soap opera name (middle name, city of birth)

Rose Pontiac

6. My Star Wars name (first three letters of your last name, first two of your first name)

Qui Ke ( I guess it's ok. It's no Yoda)

7. My superhero name (second favourite colour, favourite drink, add “the”)

The Red Coffee

8. My Nascar name (first two names of my two grandfathers)

Ha. Bill Bill

9. My stripper name (favourite perfume, favourite sweet)

Brown Sugar Cookie (Um, yeah)

10. My witness protection name (mother’s and father’s middle names)

Hayword Edward

11. My weather anchor name (fifth grade teacher’s name, a major city beginning with the same letter)

Dr. Bendure Boston

12. My spy name (favourite season/flower)

Summer Roses

13. Cartoon name (favourite fruit plus garment you’re wearing, with an “ie” or “y” added)

Cherry Hoodie

14 Hippie name (what you ate for breakfast plus favourite tree)

Oatmeal Maple

15. Your rockstar tour name (favourite hobby plus weather element, with “the”)

The Reading Rain



That was fun. You should know my real stage name is Chantilly, based on a road trip questionnaire.

Back To Basics

Hello, Reader

I'm back from vacation. It was great. As I'd hoped, lots of mountain viewing, hiking, drinking, and some snack eating.

Colorado is a beautiful state and now I'm back in Michigan. It has its own beauty, but today isn't a good example, with the gray clouds and rain, mucking up the commute.

Trying to get back into the routine of work, gym etc. It's slowly coming together.

Today was my Weight Watcher meeting before work. Yep, I'm admitting it in a blog. Was a good day at the races, so to speak.

Keep on Keeping on.

She's Going Around the Mountain

Tomorrow morning I leave for vacation to Colorado.

I haven't been on vacation since last year when I went to the family, Clark Griswald style to Las Vegas.

This will be a different kind of trip. Instead of all the flashing lights and gambling, it'll be hikes in the mountain and lots of fresh air.

Not that I'd really consider myself an outdoor person, but when I'm forced to spend 40 something hours a week inside an office with miles of concrete and weird shaped office furniture, well, I'm looking forward to this more than I would've imagined.

The weirdest part is that I can't wait to do some hiking. Must be because of the time I've been spending in the gym. Nature's treadmill awaits.

Oh, and I'm sure there will be drinks among old friends.

So, enjoy your weekend, and I will see you again soon.

Welcome to My World

Ford Reintroduces Model T Line That Made It Great

DEARBORN, MI—"We've been so concerned with adding frills like GPS and exhaust pipes that we forgot what really matters: open-air bench seating," CEO Alan Mulally said.

Grumpy

I've been grumpy for the past few days. I'm waiting for it to pass, but it seems to be getting worse.

Ah. Fall is coming and that usually makes me feel better and puts me in a better mood, but it's not happening.

Maybe tomorrow will be better. I am just tired of feeling as if I'm spinning and spinning and can't stop.

Perhaps I should just puke lemonade like that time at the fair.

Reading is Fundamental (RIF)

I'm a media slut.

This weekend, I stockpiled books like I was in the throes of some Worldwide disaster and I'd be left with no reading. Truth be told this behavior isn't a new thing, and if you ask any writer/reader how many books they've got stacked up at home waiting to be read, they'd say at least a dozen.

And how was I rewarded with my binge? My coming into work this morning with an Amazon box sitting on my chair. And what was in it? My aunt Erin's book, Hope for Carsonville.
(shameless plug)

This morning at the gym while on the bike (this has become my morning treat. A small reprieve from the weights and the Elliptical machine) I started, Eat Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert. The verdict is still out on this.

Other books I acquired over the weekend, either by really cheap used book store, the library used book sale and the library (free-which is best of all), the following are now waiting for me to turn their pages:

1. Wonder Boys- Michael Chabon. Love the movie. Wanted to see how the book read.
2. Gods in Alabama. Joshilyn Jackson. I've seen this at Borders.
3. Shadow Dancer- Mystery suspense by Susan Anderson.
4. There's a slight chance I might be going to hell- Laurie Notaro
5. Days of Summer- sweeping summer drama. spans generations.
6. The Wonder Spot- Melissa Bank- from the author, Girls Guide to Hunting and Fishing.
7.The Bastard on the Couch. Essays from men about being men.
8. Up the Agency-Peter Mayle about working in an ad agency.
9. Five Men who Broke my Heart- A memoir about heart breakers.
10. The Female Brain. Cool cover. Some scientist lady.
11. I was There When it Happened. Marshall Grant's account of life on the road with Johnny Cash.
12. Obsession- Karen Robards. Another Mystery suspense.
13. Only as Good as your Word- Susan Shapiro. Advice on writing.
14. Farewell to Arms. Ernest Hemingway. (used book sale)

Hope for Carsonville

I might get lucky today. Not in the tangled up sheet sort of lucky, but more in the package delivery arena. You see, My Aunt Erin wrote a book, called Hope for Carsonville about my grandma Hope.

And it is on it's way to me from my friends at Amazon.com. I'm closing in on it, but it isn't yet, in my hot little hands.

I'm very excited to read it and hear lots of stories about Hope. She died when I was only 8 years old, so I have only one or two sketchy memories of her. One of them involved sitting at her kitchen table, while she gave me Koolaid. I took a drink, and then I made a face.

Telling my dad, "This doesn't taste like regular Kool-Aid." My dad told me, that's how Hope made it. Without sugar.

And since I've been aspiring to write a memoir type book myself, it is exciting to know it's possible and I'm so proud of Erin. She really put her heart into writing this book.

Thanks to Erin, I'll have a whole new set of stories to enjoy.

ReBoot

After work today I am going to visit my dad. He's checking into the hospital today for an extended visit to see if the doctors can figure out what's going on in his spine.

So, for anyone so inclined, pull out your prayer books, your vigils, your Buddah's or any other spiritual leader you can get your hands on.

We need positive thinking. The only good news is that my dad will be safe and well cared for. He can't do his own brand of medicine which usually involves things not so healthy.

And look, I'm not blaming the guy. He's been through a lot of shit and everytime this cancer comes up, he beats it back down with his bad ass Marine mentality. The same mentality that got him out of Vietnam safe.

Dad, it's time to strap on those combat boots one more time.