persephone33: (coffee for breakfast)
( Nov. 21st, 2010 12:48 pm)
As I'm being currently entertained by my handsome husband playing the Nazi Zombies feature on the new X-Box 360 Black Ops game ("Stupid, goosestepping,Nazi Zombie, jackwagon pieces of crap!"), I thought I'd make a departure for looking up how to beat the silly game online for him and post something of substance.

Because among all the frivolity, a little substance must lie, right?

Or something.

Anyway, this is the time of year when the commercials and advertisements as a whole really step up their game and the tide of peace and goodwill overwhelms me. The result is that my normally misanthropic nature turns into a puddle of goo, and I'm forced to reach outside my nature and love my fellow man.

Or something.

I love to post a livejournal holiday wish list and fill wishes on others, but this year I'm thinking outside the scope of the internet. You've seen those pay it forward ads, right? Or you at least saw the movie, or at the very least understand the concept? I'm all about that. And I don't mind it starting with me, you know? Karma, baby!

Things you can do to start making the world a nicer place:

Pay it forward! )

Little things make a big difference. And a kind word means a lot.
persephone33: (Seriously?)
( Mar. 24th, 2009 11:35 am)
You know I have a penchant for telling cute kid stories.

Well, I think they're cute. Sometimes. Most times.

But they've sort of moved from cute to maddening in the past few months.

As you the reader may or may not know, my husband and I have a very playful relationship. He likes to lurk in corners and surprise me, or trick me into thinking something that's just patently not true. Because really. I'm gullible. I take people at their word.

I know. Shocking.

But in the past, I've tried to do the same to him with varying degrees of results. I need practice on subterfuge. It's not a strength I have. In any case, I digress.

Pain in the rear kid & husband story under the cut )
persephone33: (I talk to myself)
( Jun. 26th, 2008 04:07 pm)
'Cause I swear, I'll take it back.  Makes amends, kiss a frog, whatever it takes, man.

So, is it some kind of Karma thing that when I don't have the kids for a whole day, that my body goes on automatic shutdown?  I haven't been out of bed for more than 20 minutes at a time all day.  I COULD have been shopping or scening or sewing or any number of fun things, but instead am in bed, sick with a lovely headache to boot.

And I look like a strung out rodeo clown, kind of.  Crazy hair, smeared makeup, vacant expression.  Glad these computer screens aren't a window to your houses 'cause it's SCARY over here.

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