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Design Star Superstar

I watched the first Design Star on HGTV religiously.  I was hooked.  And was absolutely thrilled when David Bromstad won (I, of course, voted for him).  The second season was great, too, but I admit that I didn’t catch every single episode.  When it came down to the final two contestants, I definitely liked Kim Myles better.

Now that I’ve finally had a chance to watch her show, Myles of Style, as well as David’s Color Splash, it is overwhelmingly clear to me that David is a superdesignstar.  The guy is so talented, so artistic, so creative, all rolled up in a super-cute, super-fun personality.  Just watching him get so excited about his rooms and designs still makes me smile.

Kim, on the other hand, seems forced on her show.  Like she’s trying too hard to be cool and hip and elegant all at once.  I don’t know what it is, but I just don’t seem to like her nearly as much as I did during the competition.  Probably because I haven’t really liked her designs I’ve seen lately.  I don’t think any of them hold a candle to the beautiful, elegant, and stylish designs of one Mr Bromstad.

I would love for David to come help me out with my living room.  I’m at such a loss.  I have this great big room that, eventually, I’d like to shift around and make a space for a dining area.  I bought a new couch, chair, ottoman, and chaise a couple of years ago, and I still really love them.  I just wonder if they are too big for what I’m hoping to do.  The worst part is, I really want a nice rug to place under the furniture on my hardwood floors.  But have you ever tried shopping for a rug when your furniture is a very ornate, tapestry-like design?  I can’t find anything I that doesn’t feel like it would either clash drastically, or compete with the furniture. 

I guess if I had a monster budget like some of these remodels on HGTV, I could pull it all together, but I’ve got champagne tastes on a beer budget.  Really cheap beer.


My most anticipated day of the week has finally arrived.  It is sad, really, to look forward to the end of the work week so much.  Working for the weekend has real meaning to me now.

This evening I am going to relax, watch some movies, and maybe clean up around the house a little.  Or start reading something new.  I just finished reading How to Be Good by Nick Hornby and, while everyone raves about its sarcastic wit, it just left me feeling down.  So I think I’ll read something fluffier next.

Tomorrow night it’s dinner at PF Chang’s for a friend’s birthday.

Sunday, out to Fair Park for our employer-sponsored free weekend.  Mexigoalie and I went last year.  It was my first time to visit Fair Park for something other than the State Fair of Texas.  I enjoyed the flower gardens, the Hall of State, and the Musuem of Natural Science.  But not the walking around outdoors in the heat most of the day.  So this year, Mexigoalie, Nala, and V are coming with me and we’re planning to be there earlier in the day.  I’m just excited to have a chance to dust my cameras off again.  I haven’t been making nearly enough photographs lately.

That’s it for now.  Hope everyone enjoys their weekend!

[x] Say cheese!


The past few weeks have really given me a new perspective on friendships and relationships.  I’m not a confrontational person.  I avoid it whenever possible in favor of trying to be the peacemaker.  And, apparently, I expect too much from people, particularly those I call friends.

I never expected a friend to take advantage of me and use my name in a public forum to give himself some sort of credibility.  And ultimately, include my name in a lie.  A partial truth does not make it true.  That friendship is sadly over.  I have been devastated by it, but finally came to accept that that is not a friendship I’m willing to fight to keep.  Especially when one side cannot accept any responsibility and only point fingers elsewhere.

I never expected friends to so harshly criticize another one of my friends TO me.  Over and over.  You don’t have to have the same friends as me, that’s fine.  But to take every opportunity to talk badly about someone that you KNOW I am friends with, and then to act all indignant when I am “overly-defensive” about it…I just don’t get that.  If it was you people were badmouthing, you’d certainly expect me to defend you.  And I have.

Guess what?  I don’t like some of your friends either, but I’d never try to point out all their faults to you because I respect our friendship.  And because it’s not my business.  This one has been eating away at me for 2 days, can you tell? 

 See, when in the moment, I rarely react.  I don’t cause a scene.  I bite my tongue.  I try to keep the peace.  Then it festers inside me and I want to just explode at that person.  But the rational side of me says, don’t do that…you’ll say something you’ll regret.  So in the end, I feel like a doormat.  And THAT pisses me off even more.

And then to top it all off, I feel like I am surrounded by infidelity lately.  Real or imagined.  Attempted or acted upon.  Online or in person.  I’m just sickened by all of it.  And so disappointed. 

While I try not to judge, it is yet another thing that is forcing me to re-examine some of my friendships.  In one scenario, I want to beat the offending party to a pulp, because that friend broke my (closer) friend’s heart.  And yet, in another, where my friend is the offender, I want be there for them.  And in a third, I want to cease interactions with both parties.  Is it the difference in the “level” of indiscretion that makes me react differently?  Is it the length of my friendship with them that effects my feelings towards it?  Am I a hypocrite?  What is wrong with people?!?!

Again, perhaps my expectations in all relationships are too high.  And perhaps this is why I haven’t found someone to share my own life with.  And perhaps I never will.  And that depresses me.


I’ve been terrible, absolutely horrible, at blogging lately.  I guess I’m in one of those weird phases where I am practicing what my momma preached:  If you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all.

I’m just really disappointed.  About a lot of things really.  But the latest news was a serious blow to the gut.  You know how you say, “Oh X would NEVER do something like that.”  You are so strong in your belief and faith in this person that you would never waver or even consider it a possibility.

Well, like the saying goes…never say never.  I know we all have our breaking points, and we can only take so much, and considering I’m not in that position, it’s easy for me to say I would never do something like that either.  But these things can creep up on you.  And I think that is what happened to X.  Can you really blame a person for wanting, no, needing something?

I’m not so much disappointed in X as I am at what our society is becoming, at what is acceptable, at what is valued and what is not, and how we are all at risk in one way or another.  Seven deadly sins and all.

I’m not much of one to pray, but I don’t mind admitting that I’ve been praying for X.  It’s not a good path….but I will try to knock some sense into, be there for, support, and love no matter what. 

I’m keeping the faith.

I have a confession to make.

So, several weeks ago, I signed up on facebook to aid in my checking-up-on-the-kiddos routine.  Knowing that facebook was supposed to be something like myspace, I figured I’d check there, too, to find out what new thing I should want to strangle my niece and nephews over.  Only you have to be registered to search for people.

So I signed up, only to find out that my young family members don’t seem to be on there…at least not that I’ve been able to discover thus far.  However, a number of my friends are and had been trying to get me on there for awhile, so in came the deluge of friend requests from them, which I accepted.

Since that time, I have spent time EVERY DAY on that blasted site.  There is entirely too much to do on there.  None of it worthwhile or valuable or redeemable.  I can buy and sell my friends, take care of my computer-animated puppy, send plants to friends while saving the rainforests, be a mob boss, play word games and Texas Hold ‘Em, give drinks and teddy bears and water globes and hatching eggs to friends….it’s insane.  And I love it.

Hi.  My name is Daisy-Head and I am a facebook addict.


I finally broke down and bought the pretty color-changing solar lights I’ve been wanting. All happy and excited, I put them in the backyard today to charge up. So tonight, I was thrilled to see them in all their glowing glory.

I grabbed four of them to move to the front yard as a test…to see if they get stolen. I want to stagger them down my sidewalk as long as they don’t walk away. Anyway, there I am, happy as a lark with my pretty lights, walking back through the house to the front door. I open the door, nearly hit something with the glass door, step out and am standing right in front of this…this thing. It must have taken me a full 2 seconds to register what it was that I was seeing.

No, not a giant monster rat.

A freaking ugly ass, pointy-nosed, rat-tailed, bug-eyed possum! ON my front porch!!! What the hell?! I thought I moved away from the country.

I threatened it with my father and a two-by-four (have I mentioned witnessing that carnage when I was younger? Some mental images just don’t go away). That seemed to scare him off.

Jury Duty

This week I had jury duty on Monday. From 8am until almost 5pm, I was shuffled about the various areas of the Courts Building, participated in a VERY LONG Q&A session for potential jurors, and then finally was released. It was an aggravated robbery case and I guess the fact that I have 2 ex-boyfriends who had been arrested (not for the same charge!) set me free.

I had my little tiny Fuji with me, so snapped some shots outside during our lunch break.

Looking Up

It was interesting to hear some of the potential jurors’ responses to the questions the DA was asking.  More interesting was the fact that this DA had among the worst communication skills I’ve ever encountered.  He would start off asking one question, but by the time he elaborated and provided (bad) examples, he was asking something completely different! 

I was utterly dumbfounded at how people used the example scenarios, that had been provided to gauge their feelings in the questioning, to automatically apply to the defendent….and ultimately assume his guilt.  Apparently they can’t seperate hypotheticals from reality. 

One lady even said, “Just look at him.  C’mon, he’s guilty.  He’s done something.”  Not surprisingly, she was not selected as a juror.

“I was gonna use big words but I don’t have a clitoris.”

I have just discovered the greatest show on television! My Big Redneck Wedding. Fan-freaking-tastic, I tell you! Where else can you see a bride running around in a panic on her wedding day…because she can’t find her teeth?!

As many laughs as I’ve gotten out of it, I have to admit some of them have been really sweet, too. I guess love really does no know bounds. If a beer can and christmas lights decorated archway makes someone happy, who am I to judge?

Check out these vows!

Time keeps on slipping…

I don’t know how people do it. Have a life after work, that is. Every day I have big plans of things I am going to accomplish after work. Errands to run, stuff around the house, exercise, etc. But the fact of the matter is, by the time I leave work, I am just wiped out. All I want to do is go home and crash. And by crash, I mean collapse and veg, not sleep….because I’m definitely still having issues with that part. I’ve got to break this cycle somehow. Because trying to catch up on everything on the weekends sucks.

I’m beginning to think you have to be a morning person to get things done. The day is just not long enough. Although, my fleeting experience as a morning person simply meant that I got to work earlier, but still left just as late and just as exhausted. Maybe I need better vitamins. And less coffee. And more exercise.

On a happy note, did I mention my dad sold my Mazda?! For about $500 more than I ever thought I would get for it. I’m convinced part of that is the difference between Dallas and Beaumont. The other part? Tax refund season. The only downside is, they financed it. So here’s hoping they pay it off. At least I’ve gotten their downpayment applied to my balance on the Acura. Hooray for less debt!

Me and my big mouth.

Not too long ago, my friend, V, got summoned for jury duty. I told her about the time I was summoned and had to sit around the entire day, got selected for a jury in the last hour, had to go back the next day and wait some more, only for them to end up settling before we were brought into the courtroom. I told her to bring a book or something else to keep herself entertained.

And of course, I just had to point out that it was the only time I’d ever had to go in all the years I’ve been in “eligible.”

Guess what I got in the mail today.

Stinky Pants

I’ve been dog-sitting my sis-in-law’s little furball and I have yet another reason why I don’t want a long-haired pet.After going outside to do his business, Duffy had some poop clinging to his butt fur, which of course I didn’t see until he carried it back into the house with him. Of course, when I yell, he proceeds to SIT. And then drag his butt across the floor. Yeah, it wasn’t a pretty sight.

With the aid of an old towel, some scissors, and a booty-rub in grass wet from the rain, I managed to get him cleaned up enough to allow him back in the house.

We were not friends for awhile.

Musings in the Waiting Room

I’ve been having headaches for two weeks straight. Two of which were migraines. It has not been fun. I went to the doctor this week and he said the headache that just won’t let go is likely a tension headache. Me? Tense? Ha. Ok, so I’m working on that. Meanwhile, I’ve got pain pills and muscle relaxers to help me recover.

While I was sitting in the waiting room at the doctor’s office, a lady and her two young children came in and joined me in waiting. I was staring at the ground or my lap mostly because the light was hurting my eyes. I heard the little girl yell what I misunderstood to be an inappropriate word. I looked to her mother and saw no response. Then the little girl, who was standing at the aquarium in the waiting room, yelled again.

“Hey Biisssh!!”

Ah, fish. Ok. Cute.

She repeated this a number of times until the fish swam behind one of the large rocks. Then, the glass-tapping began. I was about to crawl out of my skin as this was all doing a number on my headache.

When she turned away from the glass and then quickly turned back and yelled, “RAWWRR!” I didn’t know whether to cry or order a round of shots! It was like she was channeling my girl. Red!

Note to self: must have drinks soon

Addedendum to note to self: Oh yeah, having drinks for V’s bday tomorrow!

Addedendum II: Don’t take the vicodin or muscle relaxers tomorrow.

Learning to FLY

For almost a year now, I have been constantly struggling with and stressing over the constant state of chaos my house has been in. I try to give myself task lists and focus on one thing at a time, but in the end, I still end up feeling guilty and overwhelmed and throw my hands up in defeat, thinking there is no way I’ll ever get everything done.

I learned about this website awhile back and, last night, decided to look at it more closely. While some of the references and terms used initially came across as cheesey, the more I read, the more convinced I was that this just might actually work. The “flylady” starts you off with a month-long set of “baby steps” towards taking control of your home and “Finally Loving Yourself.” (See, I told you there was cheese)

Her basic principle, and the first task she has you do is to Shine Your Sink. As part of the month-long baby setps, you do this every night and it becomes a habit. Of course, the initial shining is more complex and involved things like bleach and scouring pads and windex. But after that, you just make it a point to clean your sink to shiney every night. Sounds silly, right? That’s what I thought, too. But, being willing to try anything at this point, I shined my sink at 1am this morning. I didn’t focus on the mess surrounding it, the counters that needed to be cleaned, etc. Just the sink. Emptying it out and then doing the full “shine” on it.

When I got up this morning and walked into my kitchen to make coffee, I have to admit that seeing that shiny clean sink made me smile. There weren’t dishes piled up in it, no mess there to deal with, just a clean shiny sink! It made me feel good to see at least one place in my house that was actually spotless. And now I feel more motivated to keep it that way. I rinsed my dishes and put them straight into the dishwasher after lunch today!

There’s a ridiculous amount of email reminders and such that you get when you sign up, but she does point out not to stress over those….they will become part of your routine in time. Each day you add additional steps and establish morning and evening routines. And by repeating these throughout the month, you establish them as habits. And by establishing these habits, you have a process in place to get your house cleaned (gradually at first) and then maintain it. Having read through almost the entire website, but not allowing myself to get ahead of myself, I’m convinced that this approach could work for me. Using timers to keep you focused, 15-minute decluttering, hot zones, etc. Yeah, I definitely think this could work.

I’ve got my month of baby-steps lined out as tasks in Outlook and am going to give this an honest effort. Wish me luck!

Today’s horroscope

….Nevertheless, remember that you cannot burn the candle at both ends. Don’t wait until it’s too late; stop and get some much-needed rest.

I thought that is what weekends were supposed to be for.

Got much painting done at Duckie’s today. I’d say it was a good enough workout to make up for not getting to the gym.

My brilliant self, trying to be the good new employee, volunteered to help out for an hour at orientation tomorrow (held every Monday for new hires). So I get to be there at 7am again. What was I thinking?!?!

Happy pills?

Root canals suck, in case you didn’t know. Part two was completed yesterday, and she wasn’t lying when she warned me it would be a longer appointment. I think I was in that chair for close to 2 hours. And dammit my jaw and gums hurts today. Don’t even want to imagine what it would feel like without the pain pills.

My parents have been up here this week to look at some houses with my brother. Added bonus was that Dad has shown my Mazda a few times (no offers yet though). AND I finally have shelves in my office closet, thanks to him!

Yesterday I was completely useless. Today I am just completely lazy.

You keep on knocking but you can’t come in!

What a week. It started by the unexpected death of my home computer. I think she had a nervous breakdown and committed suicide. Last Sunday was spent shopping for a replacement, which, thanks to Red Baron, ended up being a MUCH nicer computer than I was aiming for. Then I had to borrow a drive enclosure from work, pull the hard drive out of the old computer, and begin the process of transferring everything to the new computer….while deleting the obvious crap.

Thursday, despite loads of ibuprofen and ambien, I was up most of the night with a horrific toothache. Missed a dept meeting on Friday and our HR celebration thing at Dave & Busters, but finally managed to find a dentist who could see me the same day. He did an xray, told me I needed a root canal, prescribed me some pain pills and antibiotics, and sent me on my way. They scheduled me for Monday, but a cancellation had me back in their offices Saturday morning for root canal part 1. It was not pleasant. I have to go back next Saturday for part deux.

Much of the remainder of Saturday was spent in a hydrocodone-induced coma on my couch. Watched a few movies and that’s about it. Zodiac was decent. It made me want to read the book. And Christine never gets old!

I received my newly purchased Office 2007 (from work’s home use program for dirt cheap) yesterday, so will be installing that on the new computer today. Once I get that done, I should be off to the races!