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Oh, I’d Smash Her Good!

19 Jun

I read a blog the other day that was talking about making dialogue flow when writing conversations between characters in a book. One of the suggestions was to go to a crowded place you don’t frequent and to listen to people’s conversations.

Well we went to a CFL game last week and let’s just say my anxiety was soaring. The sound was far too loud it put me on edge and there were tons of people. I was very uncomfortable. But I fought back and what helped me was remembering that blog, and the suggestion to listen to people. Although I didn’t need to practice writing dialogue, I did think that eavesdropping on people around me would be entertaining and a fun way to distract myself from the chaos. I totally invaded people’s privacy.

I started with the two teen boys sitting behind us. At first they were talking about their plans for the upcoming summer break and how glad they were to be done with classes soon along with teacher bashing. Then they drifted to girls they like. This was interesting. I was expecting to cringe, I was expecting dirty or crass content. But they surprised me.

One of the guys came out with a struggle he’s been having for a few months. “I really like her. She’s funny, smart and really sweet but she got fat this year. I mean, she has the prettiest face I’ve ever seen. I really like her, but you know how the guys would be…she’s fat now. I don’t know, maybe I’ll ask her out this summer and we can be active and hike and stuff….” He trailed off and his friend picked it up agreeing she was all those great things, but is in fact at least 20 pounds heavier than last year. They talk about her home life, and how she had to quit sports and maybe that all played a part of her weight gain.

It was nice to hear guys talk like this. They took it beyond surface and went deeper. It was nice to hear young men talk with feeling and be considerate of life circumstances, and not just judgmental, objectifying pigs.

And then, well, and then they went and ruined it.

The first guy- “Ya I think I will call her this summer. Maybe start flirting with her when no one is around, and then once school is out, I’ll make a move.”

Second dude- “Ya definitely. That could work. I mean, she does have a really pretty face. And if you can get her to work out with you, come next year at school she’d be frickin hot again.”

First guy- “Oh heck yes! I’d smash her good if she lost some weight. And since no one would really know but you this summer, I get some then too. Oh yeah, I’d smash that!”

Second guy- “Ya and since you’d be dating her while she was bigger, she’d give it up good…”

I tuned out. I was so disappointed. Way to crash and burn guys.

Furthermore, what in the world… Smash her? Seriously. You’d smash her good?  Who says “smash her”? Apparently the 5’8, 110 pound, 16 year old boy with the acne covered face and Darth Vader t-shirt behind me does.

I moved on to the young woman sitting beside me with her parents and a family friend, hoping for some better content. The young woman, around 28 or so, had just graduated law school with honours and was to be taking the bar exam next month.  She’s beautiful, successful and was wearing really cute shoes. Her voice was perfectly pitched with a slightly sexy rasp to it. She was slender, tall, with curly dirty blonde hair swept up into carefree cuteness. I stopped listening once I realized how utterly vapid she was…. (OK, or maybe I just got jealous. Maybe.)

Then I shifted my attention to the best pair ever. My hubby and son. They were the biggest aid in conquering my anxiety that night. And when I actually was able to watch the game, it turned out to be pretty cool.  GO TI-CATS!

…..Smash her? Seriously dude?


It’s amazing what you’ll hear when you take the time to listen. Or eavesdrop.

Thor Doesn’t Need School

6 Jun

I went on a last-minute, surprise, whirlwind trip to California over the weekend and I am absolutely drained physically and emotionally. The trip was booked 12 hours before my flight left Buffalo and it enabled me to attend my little bro’s wedding. I experienced immense joy, mixed with tons of anxiety, which I’ll get to in my next post. For now, since I am too tired to write anything of true substance, I’m sharing a conversation I had with my 4 yr old son this morning. He keeps me on my toes.

Me: B, when Inspector Gadget is over it’s school time.
B: Do you know who I am? (Beau is wearing his Thor costume, and holding his hammer)
Me: You’re Thor.
B: Yes, and Gods don’t have school-time. They play the Wii.
Me: Well, young Gods need school so they can have a sharp mind as well as physical strength when they grow up and take on the life of a superhero!
B: Momma, Thor is already grown up. So that means I’m smart, strong and a superhero. (he pauses and then gives me a wry smile that a 4 yr old should not be capable of making)  And I’m a super powerful Demi-God.
Me: (totally impressed) 1 point B, 0 points me. OK, what game do you want to play?
B: Star Wars. It’s light saber time.
Me: Jedis need school.
B: Momma, I’m Thor. Remember?
Me: Just saying…
*I know he won this one. We’re going to ditch school today and play Wii. Any kid who can enter a battle of wits with someone 6 times his age and win, can ditch a day of school in my opinion.*

My Geeky Gaming Flag

14 May

The geek in me is out of the bag, and I have a flag. So, lets talk about gaming. (If gaming in general bores you, just skip this post. I won’t be offended, it’s not for everyone…)

Enters Super Nintendo.

My relationship with gaming started pretty young when our family was given a Super Nintendo and a whole gaggle of games. My brother and I would spend hours playing (when allowed). My favorites were Paperboy, Street Fighter, Mortal Kombat (FINISH HIM! My cousin T did that voice perfectly) and Super Mario. Honestly those games were awesome and with each hand-me-down console we received, the more in love I fell with games. Every kid I knew enjoyed playing video games but for me, it was a nice escape from my every day physical pain.

Enters Nintendo 64 and Game Boy.

As I got older the consoles got even more awesome and there was a Game Boy I coveted but never owned. For a while I was obsessed with playing Zelda on N64. A friend of the family had an N64 and any time I had the opportunity to go to his house, I was there. I was in front of their TV playing Zelda as soon as possible. He was 4 years older than me and more than willing to sit beside me and coach me along the way. Soon I was the master of Zelda, many thanks to Big B for all the pointers and patience! I also mastered Goldeneye 007 with the help of my brother and his endless access to cheat codes.

Enters the age of Xbox and PlayStation (all models).

Once Xbox and PlayStation hit their heyday gaming reached a new level of awesome. My brother and I and all of our friends would sit in front of the big screen, playing everything from Tony Hawk to Halo. Halo was my kryptonite though. To this day I fail in a huge way. I have a hard time keeping my gun pointed at the target, and not in the air… It’s a coordination thing I never took the time to overcome and I hope some day to conquer this gaming-hiccup. Tons of fun was had playing Xbox and PlayStation in my teens.

Enters Wii and PC games.

I had a love affair with the Wii and to this day enjoy a couple of games. Currently most of my Wii playing is centered around my son’s love affair with Super Hero Squad. I’m not gonna lie though, I enjoy it too and so does T. It’s such an awesome game! Anyways,  around the age of 19 I started exploring PC games.

Enters the MMORPG (name withheld for upcoming post).

Let’s just say I thoroughly enjoyed a particular fantasy-based game that opened up a whole different world of gaming for me. Simultaneously I started to expand my interest of reading into the fantasy genre and attempted to watch Lord of the Rings. For some reason, I could never stay awake through all the walking… Do not fear though, I finally watched all three movies in 2009 when I had the swine flu with T. I played that MMORPG for several years and made some great friends on there too. But all things come to an end, and luckily the days of the MMORPG are over. I was seriously addicted to the game. The detox from it was ugly. But I pulled through and have vowed to never return. I still longed for the fun of an RPG though…

Enters Dungeons and Dragons.

My hubby has been playing D&D for years and while we were dating he introduced me to the game. I was so excited to finally give it a go. I had heard of D&D when I was a teen but never personally knew anyone who played. But now, I had the opportunity to find out what exactly it was all about. I came to the game table with an open mind and released the image of teen boys gathered in a dark basement, wearing wizard robes and talking in an other worldly language. It ended up being grown men, in a living room, speaking an other worldly language. I was a little disappointed though. I wanted a wizard robe.

The guys were welcoming and made me feel comfortable to role-play. The first character I created was Chloe Starflower. She is a Wood Elf Druid, with an animal companion named Hawkles. The guys loathe my hawks name and he quickly became the target of jokes and death threats. I believe their malice is based on jealousy beings  Hawkles often out damages them… Or maybe they just really despise the name. Either way, it makes for some good banter. Here is a picture of what I imagine Chloe to look like. (I searched to find the original artist by going to the link in the corner. It seems that’s a porn site…  I’ll update if I find the artist, giving proper credit.)

I loved the session so much that I requested to join most of the quests T was in. D&D has been our weekly entertainment and both T and I love it. It’s more personal than online gaming as you get to be with real life people/friends. Human interaction is irreplaceable people! Here’s a look at my characters and photo credit given when known.

Fiona Moondance. Currently a level 4 Fighter with +4 lvl adjustment for being a Shade. She is an Assimar (of celestial blood) and is one of my favorite characters when it comes to her back story. The quest itself is also very uniquely written and intriguing. We have an awesome and talented DM who writes most of the quests/storylines which is a vital part of having an enjoyable session. Here is a picture of me landing a rare roll, 20!

It was a rare roll for me, so I captured it!

Arijana Novachek. She is a 5th level Witch. She is of good nature but definitely pushes the boundaries in the group. She likes to vomit spiders to gross out her adventuring companions, and is in constant conflict with her nature-loving “sister”.  She has fox familiar named Fawkes (I’m good at animal naming). Here is an excerpt from my character  questionnaire sheet describing her.”Arijana Novachek is 5’7, 140 pounds, and 18 years old. She has blue eyes and long, curly dark red hair which she usually wears up in a crazy-like bun-mess. (She’s known to use small bones of fallen foes to tie her hair up in knots, and always wears the ribbon Krask (T’s character who is a Gnoll) gave her somewhere in her crazy hair). She usually can be seen wearing a very worn black floor length traveler’s cloak, knee-high traveler’s boots, dark tights, with a long torn/ragged skirt and a corset top/shirt. Some may find her dress provocative, she just finds it comfortable and functional. Around her waist she wears a potion belt and on her hip is a morning star.

A current-day example would be that she resembles Amy Lee of Evanescence.

With red hair and D&D related clothing of course.

Then there is my Shield Dwarf, Hilda, who goes by the name “Midge”. She’s a bit different from the standard dwarf as she’s quite personable and a wizard. Some of the guys think that my dwarf is blasphemous beings she’s a wizard. But our DM doesn’t mind. He thinks she’s great. So they can all blow it elsewhere. 😉 She is a Thunder Twin and destined for greatness! My sister-in-law plays my twin and we have fun role-playing. Currently she is level 5.

Photo credit to the awesome Eva Widermann. http://www.eva-widermann.de/

I play a peasant girl in a unique quest ran by our good friend C. The quest takes place in a different world than Faerun where the rest of my characters reside. We have a lot of fun in this group and everyone does a fantastic job capturing the personality of their characters. Meet Suzy Mills. She is a level 4 Oracle. Every time danger comes around, she becomes clumsy and unable to perceive anything… It makes for interesting role-playing.

Photo Credit to Tonny-chan of Deviant Art

And lastly, my most recently developed character. Her name is Zooey Fuller, she is Changeling and a level 1 Inquisitor. This quest takes place in the world of Eberron and it’s also very different. We literally just started this quest last Friday with our good friends C&A so I don’t have a lot of character development yet. But I can say it was one of the most enjoyable sessions I’ve ever had role-playing wise. T DMed for us and wrote a great storyline. He felt that it was one of the best times he’s had as a DM. Zooey’s true form is a little creepy, but her usual form is that of a 14-year-old girl, with brown hair and deep green eyes. She’s 5’0, 100 pounds and passionate about justice being served by any means. And how she serves it is up to her own discretion…

Unable to find photo credit.

So that was a long post about gaming. At first I wasn’t going to write it because it’s not a subject that most people relate to, but on the off-chance that I have gaming readers, I put it out there. This blog is about all things “Lacey” and gaming is definitely Lacey. Over several years my love of gaming has evolved and through games I’ve met some amazing people. The memories made and the time spent with friends, are irreplaceable! I like to Geek it up in a couple of ways, and playing D&D is by far my favorite!

Have a great Monday everyone, and happy gaming! Or not. Whatever you like.

Question Period: Do you enjoy gaming or anything deemed Geeky? Do you hide these things, or are you out and proud like myself? It seems some people love their geeky ways, others are ashamed to share. What kind of Geek are you? Please share, and let me know of anything cool that I should try out!

My first “How To”

19 Apr

As I was wrapping T’s graduation present (YAY! This deserves its own separate post), I was thinking about what I wanted to write about next. I wasn’t in the mood to get all teary-eyed while writing my sister’s “Player Card” so I started thinking of something I could teach everyone!

I first thought of baking, but, we have zilch when it comes to food so that’s a no-go. Then I thought about teaching my nifty scarf making techniques out of old t-shirts, but that was done forever ago on other websites that do it WAY better. I thought about singing for you guys, imitating some famous singer like Jewel, Alanis Morissette or Adele. But I’m pretty sure B wouldn’t cooperate while I sang for you and then proceed to explain the process of “Mentally Embodying Another Being”. Which really is what you have to do to sound like them. I also have no idea how to edit video from my new camera. We’ll save that treasure for another day.

So I finished wrapping T’s gift and proceeded to put the final touches on it. I’m always impressed with my wrapping. It’s one-of-a-kind and legendary. Then it dawned on me. I could teach you all (quite easily) how to wrap a gift, and make it the most epic wrap-job ever! People will love it. Trust me. Sometimes people admire my wrapping more than the gift itself. Which is fine by me because I’ve been poor for a while, and the gift is usually nothing special (It’s the thought that counts though, right?). Being poor is why I started wrapping this way in the first place. I was around 8 years old and we didn’t have any wrapping paper. To me, it seemed silly to waste money on paper to cover a gift, when there was something so pretty inside the kitchen drawer!

Without further ado, My First How To!

You will need:

  • Duck Tape
  • Foil
  • Scissors
  • Sharpie


  1. Pull out as much foil as you need to cover your gift. Today I used 2 long sheets and 1 short sheet.
  2. Cut a long strip of Duck Tape (I prefer colored), and then cut that into smaller pieces. Stick them on the edge of your wrapping surface for easy go-to.
  3. Wrap your gift as neatly or as crinkly as you like. There are no rules! Just cover the thing however you see fit.
  4. Once wrapped and secured with your tape, write whatever you want on the front. Doing so bypasses the need for a card. Just put it all on there, go ahead, write a novel or make it short and sweet. (Skipping the card could save you up to 6 bucks!)
  5. Lastly, add decorations. You can get as creative as you want or do none at all. Doesn’t matter. I like to make little roses and squiggly streamers. I included a picture of the gift without and with the decoration. I’m sure you’ll agree with me that the extra 3 minutes of creativity really adds that special something.

Admire the detail of the embellishment!!!

So there you have it. I’ve just taught you how to wrap a gift, in a super fun way! All of these items are probably in your house as you read this. Maybe you should wrap something now, like the plates everyone will be eating off of at dinner and the silverware too! Go ahead….I know you want to.

Question Period:

Is there something you do/make that is unique to you? Perhaps it’s a masterpiece you cook or bake that people always request the recipe for? Or maybe something people see and know instantaneously that it’s yours? What is it, I’d love to know!

The “Life is Good” Card.

16 Apr

Ok, this is a fun card that isn’t used nearly enough, mostly because its rare amongst people to have it all together…

Usage guidelines: Use when life is good, there is money in the bank, and you’re out with your BFF’s.

Expiration: When life is no longer good, the bank account is depleted or you’d rather drink alone in your closet out of a paper bag.whichever comes first.



You’re surrounded by your friends. You’re happy and feeling awesome about life. You’ve got your nice butt jeans on and your cleavage is impeccable! Your personal life is together and you’re the shining star at work. Well done. You’re amazing.


BFF’s: “Hoot” “Cheer” “YAY!”, perhaps one gives you a flash of appreciation (my fave BFF form of thanks)

Spread your intoxication of life to your friends who have been by your side as you’ve  journeyed to the top.

Go on and share your joy – one free cosmo at a time. ❤

Love-in Italy Part 2

16 Apr

Florence. Aaaahh… SO beautiful! I could have stayed months there, no, I could have stayed the rest of my life there. And I wanted to stay there with L. First thing was first, find a place to sleep. L didn’t make reservations which was kind of our first argument. There we were, 9pm after a very long train ride, dragging our luggage up and down streets, searching the city for a place to stay. We went into a ritzy hotel, me rolling my eyes at L knowing we can’t afford it. We inquired of the price and of course, I was correct. When we asked for cheaper recommendations nearby the man said wait here a minute. We looked at each other a bit confused,  but we waited. A couple of minutes later he returned and said, “Follow me.” We followed hesitantly into the dark alley across from the hotel, through a door bigger than any door I have ever seen, and into an elevator right out of a 1930’s movie. There was barely enough room for us 3 to fit in it, and I swore if we would have jumped, it would have plummeted. But neither L or the desk clerk would jump with me, so we’ll never know if I was right…. “It look older than it is.” says the clerk in a condescending tone. Riiiiiight, then jump I say! I am so right.

The room was amazing! It was 2 stories, with a spiral staircase right in the center sitting room leading up a room with 2 king size beds. The bathroom had heated floors, heated towel racks and even a bidet!!! There was a balcony overlooking the whole city and I could see the Duomo, fully illuminated and majestic! We got this amazing room for the low price of 60 Euro! Can you believe that? We were under budget. So all that irritation with L slowly melted away, as L and I snuggled up and watched the city come to life.

I could not wait to celebrate my 18th year with adventure! Now, something about L and I that differs greatly that I learned on this trip was that we both view “adventure” differently. I also learned that we have different interests when it comes to exploring and sightseeing. I like culture, history, architecture, and a bit of chaos. He preferred safe, leisure, and semi-Americanized surroundings. Hehehe, this made for an uncomfortable time for him, as I won. It was my birthday.

We first headed out in the pouring rain. Yes, pouring. We were drenched in seconds and I knew from that moment this day would be AWESOME. L however, was not impressed with my dancing about “catching your death of cold in Florence, on your pretend birthday” and soon found us both sweatshirts and umbrellas from a street vendor. Fine, fine. I complied. But then I was off. The city was abuzz and the word was that the San Lorenzo Market was going on several blocks away, in a direction pointed by someone who apparently had no sense of direction. We wandered in the rain, ducking in and out of quaint but far-too-expensive stores, tons of bakeries (oh wow, gained 3 pounds), and espresso shops (peed a lot). We went about 12 blocks in the wrong direction until another tourist pointed us in the right direction. Thanks out-of-towner! Grabbed some of the best pizza ever, and went on our way, the other way.

The market was huge and packed full of people. I bought a bunch of stuff I didn’t need and labeled them as “souvenirs” with little intention of actually giving them to the intended people. We walked through rows after rows of hand crafted gems, ate more food (well I did) and the rain never let up for a minute. When we were done with the market, we made our way to see the older parts of town.

This is where I would post amazing pictures but, my camera was in fact stolen out of my bag on our return trip… so, no photos. The city of Florence is so rich in history and beauty, we barely even scratched the surface of discovery. We did however see the most beautiful cathedrals, several neat statues including David, and a few landmarks like the Uffizi Gallery and the Ponte Vecchio bridge! My favorite site was the Basilica of Santa Croce, it was breathtaking. Up close you could see the craftsmanship and I was in awe the whole time. I didn’t want to leave its steps but my stomach told me otherwise. Dinner time!

Finding a restaurant was challenging. Not for the lack of restaurants but because L wanted a menu he could read. I was more willing to take a gamble. So we settled on a place with an English menu and an Italian one. He ordered right away, I pondered over Italian words, trying to think of what Giada would order. I went with something that sounded rustic and pretty, it didn’t disappoint! We ate in true Italian fashion, slowly, with strangers and buckets of wine. I guess this is the thing to do here. Dinner was delicious and the company was entertaining. 3 hours later, on to birthday drinks.

We wandered about some more, in the general direction of our hotel. Not long after the search was over. We came across an Irish pub called “The Dublin Pub” and ducked in as it seemed like the hot spot in the area. Talk about fun! People from all over the world were in that pub. We made some Aussie friends, Irish Friends, English Friends, a couple American ones too! No Italian though… Strange. Shortly a contest was in full swing. L didn’t believe my drinking abilities and neither did a couple Aussies, and so it was on. Long story short, I won. I had about 10 shots, 2 foreign concoctions, and a couple Redbulls. L was done after 6 beers. After the high-fives went around the pub and a couple of hugs from drunk strangers, we staggered back to our hotel room. Or did we? OK, we got lost. Really lost. It was around 2am and we had no clue where we were. We went in circles for over an hour trying to find our hotel. Just when all hope was about to be lost, and we were going to settle for the sidewalk, we see our special little alley way…. Literally next to the Dublin Pub. Oy Vey. Really???? We crashed as soon as our heads hit our pillows. Good night Florence.

The morning came quick and so did the hangover for me. We packed up, grabbed some yummy confections at the bakery on the corner and went to catch our train. Those 2 days were unforgettable and far too short. I loved every moment of that trip. L was a great companion there, and we sure learned a lot about our differences. But ya know what? I didn’t mind that we were so different. I felt that we made a good team and that we brought balance to each other in our extreme areas. Our humour really clicked when it came to having fun and being silly, which has always been a big thing for me in relationships. I could be myself with him, and that was nice.

I only stayed a couple more days with L in Aviano. We went for a few drives and romantic walks, on a few shopping trips and ate at some unique cafes. I took tons of pictures, that of course I can’t show you but at least I have my memories. And those will never be stolen. Well, until I grow old and senile of course.

Saying goodbye to L was hard. I was teary-eyed and he took it rough as well. He even inquired about me staying until he was set to leave Italy, but it just wasn’t affordable. So we hugged and kissed and kissed some more, and I was off.

Farewell L, Farewell Italy.

Hello Mountain Home AFB, again…