Wow Me Wednesday WHAT?

Whoops it is Thursday again. I hardly recognized because my sinuses and allergies are raging. Seriously. I haven’t felt this bad in a couple years. I only know this because I have the vague memory of looking at an Alavert box thinking, “I don’t care if I OD on sinus- Allergy medicine. SOMETHING has to work.” I lived obviously. Anyway. I haven’t done much. I hate to post this but oh well. Gotta keep it honest.  Here:

I cannot account for how I lost anything except snot. Seriously. I should take stock in kleenex and tp. Plus, I haven’t been getting good sleep and it is proven that people with healthy sleep lose more. I have been taking the late shift with the baby  Anyway. Thought I would post this before passing out again! Hopefully I kick this soon.

Till next time.

Chrystalyn

I seriously wouldn’t look for me. I’m sure I’m considered a bio hazard at the moment :/ I promise to be back when I am better and decontaminated.

Thirteen Things about Tornado Alley

I originally wrote this piece a year to the day. On Thursday, April 14, 2o11 my boys and myself were hunkered down in my Mimi’s closet with a Tornado in a town over and rotation a mile away. Sadly, today we are in a high risk situation and local stations are saying the storms tonight are life threatening. Living in tornado alley can be a very sad and scary adventure. However, being born and raised here adds a special kind of charisma to the culture. Here is the side of Tornado Alley most people will never understand, unless it is in your blood:

Thirteen Things Tornado Alley Thursday

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Being Oklahoma born and raised has taught me so much about the way weather works and how it affects the people experiencing it. Tornado Alley is a pretty exciting place… Not because of the storms, the people are way more titillating. Don’t believe me? Here are the top thirteen lessons of being a Tornado Alley resident:

13. It takes a truly gifted person to be 100% on the money when it comes to Oklahoma Weather.

Whoops! Wow me Wednesday Was Yesterday…

Hello there! I’ve missed you!

I have been incredibly busy this week. The Hubster and I are now on our way to being homeowners!!!! Happy Dance! So, as you can imagine this is taking up MOST of our time with research, research, research. I think we have figured out what kind of loan we want to get. We know the round about that we can spend and also what we’d prefer to spend. We have about a month to iron out some details so by next month we will be ready to make a contract if/when we find the right home. We also have been looking into what we could live with square footage wise, amount of rooms, and things we’d have to fix. Thankfully, we aren’t too picky. We have crammed 5 of us in a 800 Sq Ft apartment and we are both quite handy, so hopefully it will be an enjoyable experience. With that said, I AM FREAKING OUT! It’s a bit unbelievable and freaking scary!

Onto the other big thing that has been just as scary and keeping me just as busy. I have started my path back to being physically fit.

Say it Saturday: Watching Competitions with the Hubster

He's a great role model... but he'll tell you he is {just a} model...

We have talked about how my Husby tries to entertain himself with antics of Humble Pie and with telemarketers. Well he also likes to interact with either television or radio shows that ask questions or have judging. Today we watched  back to back episodes of The Voice on E! These type of shows and info-mercials are what my Husby considers to be “Inter-Active” television. He is judge, jury, and very opinionated commentator. Here are a few quotes of the day:

Wow Me First Guest Post Wednesday!

Halfway through the week with on ‘holiday’ down and one more (in the USA) to come! Welcome to Wednesday! Today, I am sharing with you my first guest post! This post is the result of a challenge Chris from Justme365 made in the comments of my post, Mohawks, Fauxhawks, and Other Mayhem. His challenge was to write a 500 word short story inspired by Chopin’s Prelude in E Minor. I created Beauty in the Beast to fulfill my half of the challenge. The last half of the challenge, I agreed to a guest post written by Chris that was either commentary, a spin-off, or a part two of my story! So, without further ado, please enjoy Date with an Angel by Chris Everett:

Date With An Angel

Chris Everett

He sat across from her, his hands fidgeting. He had children as old as her. Yet, here he was. A third date. He was as wound up as a teenager going for his first kiss. Probably because that was his goal this evening.
She looked like an angel. Her pale skin poured into a well fitted black dress. Simple makeup accentuated the dark pools called eyes and classic pearls clung to her ears. Her chestnut hair was loose and free. Conversation flowed easily, smiles came easier, and time flew too quickly. The merest brush of skin on skin set his soul free. His rightful kiss had been stymied by a sudden downpour and an emergency call during his last attempts. This time he was determined to get one.

A Public Apology to Telemarketers World Wide

Everyone gets telemarketer calls. They are why we adore technology and cell phones. When someone you know calls their name and where they are(home, work, cell) pop up on caller ID. This gives us the option to screen our calls and avoid any interaction with telemarketers or otherwise unwanted callers. My husband, Chris, on the other hand gets giddy like a school girl with her first crush at the chance to talk to telemarketers… preferably those who are not automated.

My lovely husband

This is a a true story of my husband entertains himself. (Occasionally others as well.)

Hi! I’m Crazy!

There is no denying I am crazy. No, not as in a bunny boiler. No, not as in psycho. No, not as in I sleep in a padded room. Not any of those bad stereotypes of crazy. Even then, are those really so bad?I am what people refer to as a good type of crazy. What this means, I have no idea. Maybe they forgot to take their pills or something?

Perhaps I don’t follow the ‘rules’ of establishment and society. Perhaps I have more quirks about me than most. Perhaps I am a bit unpredictable. All I know is I am me. And, I like that.

A new friend of TFOH, Big Mike, wrote a little post called Something To Sleep On. This reminded me of how even I consider myself crazy. Since a few of you reading have found interest in me ( my About, Bio, Random Facts 1, and RF2 stats are sky high) I figured I might share some of these things I do that I find crazy and yet somehow others find endearing or funny…

Mohawks, FauxHawks and Other Mayhem

Busy Busy little bees

Making honey up in the trees…

Okay we aren’t bees, we aren’t making honey, but damn straight we are busy! So here is a little photo story to tell the tale of the fun parts of our chaos!

A Household Freshener by Any Other Name Smell as Sweet?

I favor my sense of smell. It honestly doesn’t get the credit it deserves. The scent of a person can make or break sexiness easily. The scent of a bathroom can make you risk peeing your pants just to find somewhere “better.” Walking into a home to the smell of fresh cookies or a roast that has baked all day will instantly make your mouth water and your stomach rumble.  So, you can only imagine why the business of smelly goodness is booming.

There are perfumes, cologne, aerosol sprays. There are plug-ins, battery operated, time released spray machines, candles. There is incense, oils, and waxes… And, like most people, I have tried ALL of them. 

Sinfully Summer and Other Musings

While attempting to engage my readers via Facebook, I made a deal with the devil. Okay, she really isn’t the devil but I imagine the devil so full of temptation to be scorching hot… And well, Stephanie is just that: beautiful, talented, and smart. AND she has a twin sister who is no less… Devilish if you ask me  Anyway, while finding out what she likes about this bloggage and what she wants more of, I did make a deal. I asked her if she had a request and she cunningly turned the tables on me. She challenged me to be her muse for a novel she is currently writing that has come to a tough spot. So I be an imagery muse for her and she will write a guest post for us YAY! I can be devilish too! Don’t believe me? How about this titillating piece:

The Day Dreams of Summer

Sinfully Summer

How Classic Literature, Martin Luther King Jr, and You Can Change the World

When I need to have comfort, I ask others directly to “tell me something sweet.” Recently I asked this of my husband and the comparison of classic literature came to be. How my writing reminds him more of the classics and less of pop-culture. How because of me; he has read more things like The Time Machine, the works of Edgar Allen Poe, Bram Stroker’s Dracula, Mary Shelly’s Frankenstein, Catcher and the Rye, and more.  Perhaps this is because of my own love of the classics. No matter the genre or story, most of them were taking a stand. They expose universal truths and the raw, realness of the taboo. The classics paint pictures and take you on travels and adventures you’d never see in a theater. They make your feelings acute and at times face your own demons and opinions.

I find many authors to be my role models. No, not athletes, models, actresses, or musicians. Most people, though they work very hard, they are not putting themselves, their beliefs, their experiences on paper for another person to learn from. Yes, artists of all forms suffer for their art… but how many of them truly leave you thinking and questioning the world in which we live and the actions you put forth…  As a lover of books, authors, and quotes; a few of my favorites are Khalil Gabran, Dante Aligheri, William Shakespeare, JR Tolkien, Sarah Williams, and Martin Luther King Jr. 

Buckle Up! Its Ride Or Die.

The thought of climbing in a metal can that weighs 400 times more than you and trying to control it while you are watching out for everyone else’s crazy self… Well, it scared the bejesus out of me. I wanted to move somewhere I would never have to drive. The thought of driving would make me claustrophobic, anxious, paranoid, and completely uneasy. And, I occasionally still get that way.

But, hey, driving isn’t about getting from point A to point B safely. It is about trying to rack up the points, piss off a multitude of people, and help them confirm their faith; right?  So, here are some tips and tricks.

Road Rules 101

Thirteen ‘Business Time’ Things Thursday!

Warning This Post is Adult In Nature

I suggest you don’t read or listen to the songs in this post with children around. Or, you could have the equivalent of my mother pushing a grocery cart with me singing I Want Your Sex by George Michael at the top of my lungs… True Story.

It is finally Thursday and the start of the party! This is around the time adults can go out and let loose of the heavy responsibility and have some fun. And, if they are lucky, they have some fun with business time. Don’t know what business time is? Well, once you have children who know their letters and the sounds they make, parents come up with a code. This code, be it words or phrases, keeps children innocent and naive to adult conversation. Thankfully, Flight of the Conchords came up with a phrase for adult sexy time called Business Time. Heck, they even wrote a song about it! 

So, a song came on in the car on our daily commute at 6 AM and it sparked a conversation about Business Time songs and ones that we find surprisingly sexy. There are tons of songs over the decades that are, inspire, make you feel, and allude the sexiness of business time. We all know the Frank Sinatra, Marvin Gaye, Barry White, Boys II Men type songs. They are classic. They are the roots of business time. And, they are the instant go-to to spice up the night in hopes of a little action. I almost want to call you out on the douche-baggery of automatically thinking its a sure thing. So, here are some songs to add a little flavor to your mix of inspirational mood setters. These are a collection from many sources and of many different  people’s tastes.  There are more but we’ll start with what I’ll call the Dirty13: