Ramblings of a Crazy Woman

#1. Charge camera and take further pictures of backyard and post on blog. #2. Buy IPod for my friend in London and get it to my co-worker who is flying to London in two weeks. #3. Buy a Halloween costume for tonight's big party in WeHo. #4. Wash the guest bedroom sheets for my next round of visitors this week (Carmen & Kelly). #5. Book hotels in Amsterdam for our Thanksgiving Trip (took care of the Paris portion last night). #6. Mail out some birthday, I am thinking of you, congrats on your baby, thank you cards, postcards & gifts. #7. Remind Caroline about Madonna "Sticky and Sweet" Concert we are going to on Nov 6th at Dodger Stadium. #8. Trim my daisy plant in the backyard. #9. Try on bridesmaid dress at Jessica's house to make sure it fits. #10. Awe, go to my Burke Williams appointment tomorrow. Can't wait! #11. Pay property taxes. Yuk! #12. Fold laundry. Also a yuk! #13. Figure out what is going on with some artwork that was supposed to get done this

My friend Toby came to visit and took a few photos of our backyard. Here they are. I will try to take some more later today when my camera charges as these don't blow up big when you click on them.

One of the million planned things I had scheduled for my parents' visit was a trip to the Magic Castle located in Hollywood. Here is a description. The Magic Castle is the world's most famous club for magicians and magic enthusiasts and home to The Academy of Magical Arts, Inc. The Magic Castle is the showplace for some of the greatest magicians from around the globe. We also take great pride in showcasing the magnificent building that houses the Magic Castle. Built in 1908, this storied mansion has watched Hollywood grow and change for almost 100 years while never losing its original charm. The Magic Castle is another one of those exclusive places that is only open to members only and to their guests. My Club 33 contact is also a member at the Magic Castle. He had been asking me for years if I wanted to go and for some reason or another I couldn't. When my parents came the Magic Castle thing popped in my head and luckily I was able to get in for a brunch during their vis

So last week my house was violated and I am pissed. I came home one afternoon after being out with my parents and found that the front of my house had been tagged. Yep, some dumb kid tagged my front cement retaining wall with the letter DAR. Add an "E" and I can advertise the DARE program. These little hoodlums also tagged my neighbor's house but they got ASSS. Do kids really have nothing better then to do then to spray paint and vandalize my yard? My house which I am in debt to the bank for bazillions? How dare they! Lollipop was pissed and spent countless hours scrubbing and complaining and watching my dad and hubby scrub too. Ironically, after almost scrubbing the letters out, my neighbor who was tagged too came over and said "Oh I just called the city. They have a program that comes out to people's houses in LA and removes tags." Boy was I pissed off even further! Not only to be violated and have my parents think I live in the slums of LA but f

I don't ever want to eat out again!! I am sick of eating out. Yuck! Yuck! Yuck! Everytime I start to be good with eating I get sucked into a vortex of eating out. I was doing well until my parents arrived and I basically ate out at least one meal for the last 7 days. Barf!! Will I ever be thin again? Praying for will power.

I joined Facebook. I held out as long as I could but my curiosity got the better of me. I did Friendster, MySpace, Multiplicity and now I am a member of Facebook and I ashamed to admit, I am addicted to it. It seems that everybody is on Facebook. I mean everywhere you turn someone you met at some point in your life asks to be your friend. And you can't say no because it's like being in Vegas and when you start to see the chips come in (aka friend requests) you can't help but accept. It's like some glorified baseball collecting system to see who you can get on your side. Which friend is the most valuable player (aka the one with the most friends). I checked out one of my friends and he has almost 900 friends! Now that is a lot. I am not sure I know 900 people but I guess when you start adding waiters who served you in restaurants the friends really start to rack up. Today I had two people from high school request to be my friends. I wish I was that popular w

http://drop.io/carmenexorcist/asset/exorcist Check this out My totally talented college roomie, Carmen, who works in an eye glass shop up in San Francisco for fun (her other job is being a fashion designer) has decorated another themed window for the eye glass shop. While all of her windows are amazingly awesome, it's her Halloween window that gets the public drooling. Every year she does a Halloween window (Pyshco, Rosemary's baby, etc) and this year she was written up in the local newspaper except the dummy journalist credited a different person with doing the window (so much for checking facts). This is even after the journalist sat down and interviewed her. So while her window got the glory in the newspaper, another person got the credit. I know Brokencandy isn't national or even local, but I would like to take a moment to recognize the talent of my friend (and her hubby, who helps with the building). Enjoy viewing.

As in a backyard, super awesome, fire pit! This weekend the landscaping saga continued in our backyard. Bright and early on saturday morning our two huge rocks and other decorative stones were delivered via a huge truck and forklift. The delivery guy didn't want to place the rocks for us cause he was adament that he would break our sprinkler system and ruin our lawn. As we were adament we were never going to find anybody to move those rocks (weighing over a ton each) we said get your butt on that fork lift and position those stones, sprinklers and lawn be damned. Honestly, we thought he was being a bit lazy as it didn't look that hard and really what could he do to damage our yard? Well......a few hours later we found out our sprinklers were indeed broken. The lawn was toussled a bit but it would grow back but we kinda looked at one another with that "Oh Shit!" look when we found out the sprinklers didn't work. Good thing my husband is one of those hand

This one is too funny http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-N8_u1FLu30