A very sad day in the entertainment industry. . . I signed on to read about Farrah Fawcett, which is so sad. . . And saw the headline about Michael Jackson. I just sorta gapped at the headline for a bit. . . This is unbelievable. . . Two icons in one day.

:(

Aren't those the best kind! This is for my friend who has been SO AWESOME while I wade through the joys of writing my first erotic novel. She's one of the sweetest people I know and has been a huge support. . . So, heh, if you're feeling a little spicy (come on, you KNOW you are!) check this out. . .

Not sure how many of my LJ friends know that madam_minnie has an erotica site, 3rdLegPress.com where you can post original erotica stories. She also has a Toy Store... a fun adult toy store where you can pretty much find anything you need. :D Come check it out. Click the banner to enter the store.

Summer Reads making you hot? Summer Toys to the rescue!

Hey ya. . . Thought I'd make a real post. . .

We're loving the new place . . . The kids love the pool. . . We ALL love being able to spend lots of time with husbank. . .And it's nice to be a few doors down from tonksnymphadora. . . Plus, madam_minnie isn't far away and we've been able to get together a few times. . . Christopher is constantly asking when her kids are coming back!

My wedding anniversary was yesterday. . . that was awesome. . . Thirteen years of being married, fourteen of being together . . . It is amazing that we never get tired of each other. . .I still adore him more than air. . . he got me bunches of sweet gifts despite the fact that we're still struggling a little and a card that made me cry. . . He is always so thoughtful. . . He goes WAY above and beyond what I would ever expect of him for every occasion. . . I love him like whoa. . . Really, he is the most thoughtful, most considerate man I know and I am so lucky to have him as my mate.

One fail. . . No Gym near us. . .So I decided to start running. . .But, mother fucker. . .I get these horrible knots in my calfs every time I run. . . I mean, knots big enough to see and they HURT! It's on the side of my calfs, not the back. . .I used to get them on the treadmill at the gym too. . .And i never could figure out why I could do the other machines for an hour, but running/walking KILLED me. I am broken, I dunno why. . . It's irritating me as running is my only real form of exercise here. I am going to have to figure it out or work up to it or something.

More than Memories is up at both TQP and SU. . . Yay! For no reason, I started adding more to the end after I got done posted the chapter and I was totally absorbed. . .I really enjoyed it!

Original stuff. . . My original story is going good. . I started a new trio story, this one is a modern story. . .and it's um. . . VERY dirty. . .I pulled back at a few points and was like. . .What is up with my mind! That being said. .I am mad in love with the characters and there are elements of the plot that I am enamored with. It's lots of fun. It has slashy stuff in it, which is always a blast. The only bad part is that original work is such lonely work. . .You can only beg your friends to read so much before you feel like a pest.

Anyway, hope all is well. . . Miss you guys!

Is up at The Quidditch Pitch and should be up at Simply Undeniable shortly. . . The chapter is just sorta a fun, filler chapter that was necessary for plot turns in the future. . . Ginny amuses me in it if nothing else. . .

So, alas, lemme know what you think. . . I feel bad it took me so long to get up. . . I've been REALLY caught up in original writing. . . But, my muse went on vacation and it was as good a time as any to get the chapter up!

Hope all is well!

Okay. . . I think I am nearly done with the next chapter. . .

Do any of my old beta readers want to edit it?

::whines::

Also, in the mean time. . . Have you guys seen the drawing lillywmw did for MTM's? OMG! It is so awesome. . .I am in awe of her talent. . . Seriously, Ron all bare-chested and sexeh with Hermione kneeling between his legs (its from the scene at the start of the story where Hermione was healing his shoulder and then realized he looked pretty good half naked) It's HAWT, I tell you. . .I have spent much time staring at it!

http://lillywmw.livejournal.com/54927.html?#cutid2

Go check it out and leave her feedback. . . because she really does work so hard on every piece of art she does. . .Like I said, I am totally in awe of her artistic skills. . . Man, I wish I could draw! But, I suppose it's a good thing I can't. I wouldn't leave the house!

Oh, before I pass out. . . A shameless bit of self-promotion.

My trio story, The Trick of Love was nominated for the Smutastic Awards in two categories. . . So, if anyone would like to second it for either best threesome or best voyerism, I would love you for it ::grins::

I have been at the RT writers/book lovers conference all week with tonksnymphadora. . . I will not be responsive or functioning until Tuesday. It's been very tiring, but also VERY eye opening and educational. Once I get my brain back after the conference, I will fill you all in.

A few quick thoughts on the world of Romance that I have gathered during this week. . .

What's selling--m/m, erotica, paranormal and African American romances--the trend I am seeing is that older, traditional romance writers are struggling in the market, where as writers that gear towards hotter, more chancy things are doing MUCH better.

A romance writers conference is the oddest mix of people I have ever seen at one conference because the romance genre is SO VAST and encompasses so much, everything from Christian romance (no drinking, no smoking, no swearing, hero and heroine cannot be in the same room until they are married. Chances are I will NOT be writing for this genre) to Erotic writers and EVERYTHING in-between. I went to a menage panel today (YES! HOT! YAY!) and it was interesting when one lady said, "Wait, I don't get it--The guys actually do it? WHY?" I responded with, "Cause it's hot!"

I'm a trouble maker. . .

ANYWAY! Also another important note. . . E-books are the future. . . I went to this conference thinking I would NEVER write one and I have been totally swayed to the dark side this week. Go green, read e-books--They're the future of publishing, they really, really are. I was talking to the head editor at Samhain and I told her that she had completely converted me. She was so pleased to hear it, as that is their goal. The E-book publishers have a shocking strong presence at this conference. I just got back from the Ellora's Cave party--was much fun with LOTS of eye candy.

But, GAWD, am I tired. . .

Okay, been MIA because we got the restaurant closed and moved to central Florida. It's a long story, but we're moved now and so far it is nice to just have the time off. We're enjoying ourselves after the chaotic few years we've had. Of course, if I never seen another moving box after packing and unpacking both the restaurant and the house, I'll be cool with that. I understand this is a rather short paragraph to explain that I have completely uprooted my life. But, alas, there it is. . . I'll say more later, likely on a locked post.

Came back online now that we're settled here to find that I was defriended by two people I really wasn't expecting it from. . . I'll say more about this later when I've cooled off. . . I HONESTLY did not need this. . . It hurt my feelings badly. I have very strong feelings on this and I am going to voice them when I've chilled.

So, to cheer me up after being deemed unworthy. . . I am doing the reverse of defriending . . . I do this occasionally because for some reason, I never get notices when I am friended or defriended.

If you are reading this and would like me to friend your LJ. . . Comment and I will likely do so unless I suspect you are a weirdo stalker or under eighteen. I can only think of one or two people I didn't friend and both were under eighteen. I am not great at commenting on other people's LJs, but I do read them and to date I have never cut down my friends list. I have no filters on my LJs, if you're in, you'll read what I have to say and I'll read what you have to say--that's it.

Also, due to someone's AMAZING talent. . . I may have been bullied into working on MTM's. . . She's not only talented, but persistent. HEH! I guess I have a wedding to write.

First, its a Christmas Miracle. . . The cat came home!

::makes offering to Cat Gods::

This is totally awesome, because my MIL was totally despondent over her cat missing. Cats are so cool. I have no idea how Kivvy found her way home after her ride of terror on top of my FIL's car (Can I officially laugh about that now?) but she just walked in last night and went to her food bowl. My MIL freaked out! She was so excited. So, tis good. This cat drama was starting to make all our lives miserable. And right before it got cold and started raining. It's dismal here in Tampa today. If she had still been gone, we would have had to medicate MIL!

We ended up with a bunch of red plums at the restaurant (long story) and with nothing else to do with them I made jam. It tastes fantastic but I think it'll be a little bit runny. Shit. But, the kids like it like that cause they can pour it over pancakes and ice cream. So I am pleased with myself.

Working out going really good. The kids love the day care. This is another Christmas Miracle if you remember my drama with Boo refusing to go into the daycare at the Y. He wakes up in the morning wanting to go to the gym and the interaction is so good for him that I go work out everyday even when I don't feel like it because I want him to have the social time. The daycare is probably going to make me fit and thin faster than anything.

Next, Spark People. . . Doing good with it. That keeping track of calories bit rocks. It's really been keeping me in check. I just don't want to go over my allowances and so far I've really done well. But, I could kill it tonight cause tonight is AMERICAN IDOL!

Time again, my friends, for my LJ to split personalities as I fall into full on American Idol dork out mode. I loves it. . . I know it's contrived and cheesy. I loves the cheese! WEE! And husbank is coming home early (HURRAH!) and he wants mexican dip and chips for our pow wow in front of TV (Told you it'd kill my spark stats) and I am so happy.

Hey, my life is full of simple pleasures--lemme alone. I got my kids, my husbank, my American Idol and perhaps a margarita. Does it get better than that?

Me again with the spark (heh) I'm having a hard time with a few things. . . One I can't figure out how to comment on peoples comments to me. A few of you have dropped me lines and I dunno how to comment. Do I just hit comment and make a comment on my page instead of, you know, responding to the comment (where's the darn response button?)

Second, I can't figure out how to add drinks. . . I feel this is sorta vital. As I like coke and margaritas and long walks on the beach (HEE!) and if I can't add them it'll be like cheating. . .

ETA: Also, is there a way to see what people have friended you so you can friend them back?

Okay, I dunno if any of you are still doing this. . . But, I am planning to actually use Spark People this time. The thing is, I can do the working out bit, but eating is my problem, cause I likes it. . . I'm really bad at watching what I eat.

Since I'm kinda an my life is an open book gal. . . I decided to just be totally upfront with what I am eating in the hopes that tracking it will help me a bit more responsible. Spark People offers me the best way to track it. Plus, it makes me sorta good cause I can put in my exercise time and not feel like I am made of fail. Plus, I like that it gives me weight training tips, videos, etc. . . Since I can't have a personal trainer cause I'm broke (BOO!) this is a big help. I had forgotten how freaking cool Spark People is as far as an exercise guide. tonksnymphadora you need to check this out. It's got so many great weight training tips that you can do at home!

I need to figure out how to add drinks. . . All it takes is water. Considering I've drank only coke and coffee today, I need to figure out a way to add that in (or give up coke and coffee!)

All my stats are up there. . . I didn't lock up anything. . . So if you would like to add me as a friend and communicate with me on this, I would totally love it 'cause my homepage looks sorta sad with no friends up there.

ME!

http://www.sparkpeople.com/mypage.asp?id=KELENEKA

Forgot to pay for the account. . . Can't pay until Tuesday cause we're broke. . . So until then if you need to get in contact with me I suppose you can comment here or ping me on YM. I'm AidenMoon on YM.

Included with the drama of not paying for our .mac account was the major freak out that we thought we had lost all our photos on our family website. I had already lost most of my photos in my hard drive crash of doom. All those pictures of the kids, especially Boo baby pics--ack! To lose the remainder. . . I was well on my way to major Mama meltdown, plus I had the last pictures I took with my dad on there--yeah.

So I am calling everyone to see what pics they had and freaking hardcore. . . I got my MIL upset, which at this point is not a good thing. She's still dealing poorly with the whole cat thing. She said, "God, I'm going to pray that the pictures and Kivvy come home."

Anyway. . . Major drama, my head was exploding. Then it occurred to me that I hadn't actually gone to the website to see if it was gone. Duh! It was up. I flipped out over nothing. Why am I so dingy? I swear, in my next life, I will not be a flighty dreamer with my head up in the clouds. In my next life, I will be an accountant.

So Christopher and I are working on saving all website pictures to a separate hard drive. . .Just in case. Something we probably should have done before the freak out. Told you, dingy and flighty to the tenth degree.

ETA: It has occurred to me that maybe I ought to back up my LJ, considering it has, what? Five years of my life documented. I might be upset if LJ went bye bye. . . In fact, I might freak, cause there is a lot of stuff on this LJ. A lot of my struggles are documented. Not real sure why I'd want to keep that, but I do. Does anyone know? I know it's something simple, but I told you, I'm just not very--responsible. I don't pay attention to things like that until it's too late.

You know, I do enjoy working with husbank. . . I've been watching videos of when Christopher was first born and little tiny and I realized that my companionship with Johnny has grown stronger. I dunno if it was because I was so young when we moved in together (just eighteen) but a lot of who I am has developed along the way because I shared my journey with him. We laugh at the same jokes, we get the same things, we have all those little things that people have when they've been together a long time, inside jokes and stuff that no one else gets. Sorta like we've fitted and molded to each other over the years so that we just, you know, get along. I dunno if that makes sense. . . I just like my husbank a lot. He makes me laugh. His company is always good company. I don't think I could ever get sick of him.

/random

Okay, am feeling better. . . Financial situation, house, etc. . . Is still much with the suck but I seem to have pulled myself out of my melancholy a bit. I was talking with a good friend who owns the liquor store in our plaza and his situation is the same as ours only with MUCH bigger numbers. Living in a small house I suppose means smaller drama. I feel bad for him, we have some hope of pulling ourselves out of the pit of hopelessness, his situation will likely end in him really losing his house because the mortgage is so high and he is upside down, we're not. I suppose misery loves company, knowing we weren't alone helped though I feel terrible for him!

So that's the good (heh, not so much, but better) that I am at least back to my usual, perky, dingbat self. . .

And, something that REALLY IS GOOD! This is so cool! My mom got that smoke51 that I've been talking about and she loves it! This is OUTSTANDING NEWS of an epic level. My mom could NOT smoke any more. She's been smoking for well over forty years, she suffers from terrible asthma and I think her time to quit has arrived. If she is quitting, I am so very, very, very, very happy. No shit, I can't stop smiling. I am so proud of her and she loves that electronic cigarette. She said that she and her boyfriend sat down and played with their new fake cigarettes all night last night (Dennis, her boyfriend, has to quit too, he has heart problems and the doctors told him it wasn't an option. He had to quit and I love Dennis, I am THRILLED they are quitting together.) Dennis was blowing smoke rings and they were both laughing whenever the tip glowed brighter when they took a puff. She said they are both are just really amazed how realistic it is. She said it's like all the fun of smoking without the bad stuff (the smell, the butts, dirty ashes, the worrying about starting small fires, plus the whole it will kill you bit) and this is just awesome. Man, I want one like WHOA! If it can get my mom and Dennis to quit, I think it can get anyone to quit. I'm telling you kids, if you know anyone who smokes, this is the ticket!

Now, the bad. . . If you didn't know my MIL has like WAY too many cats. She loves them even if she bitches about them constantly. But, she has one cat that was her princess, her second daughter. She loved this cat like crazy, even if she is a mean, old black cat that would sooner scratch you than look at you. It was her first cat and she is just nuts about her. She would always say things like, "I'm leaving everything to Kivvy." Kivvy is the cat, BTW. Basically saying she loved the cat more than us. Which, of course, wasn't true, but she does LOVE this cat.

Well, Kivvy turned up missing yesterday and after a day of looking my MIL has become despondent to the point of concern. My husbank fed her last night and tonight I'm making her dinner because she just doesn't have the desire to do anything. Today, one of the neighbors walked around talking to everyone to see if they had seen the cat (everyone knows how much she loves this cat) and one guy down the street said that he saw my FIL driving down the road with a big, black cat on the roof of his van. OMFG! WHAT? Okay, obvious horror aside and the fact that this could only happen in my family, why didn't he tell us sooner? He knows thats their cat, a news flash would have been nice! WTF, Man! If see someone driving with their cat on the roof of their van, you mention it!

Now my MIL is really flipping. We walked along the woods looking for the cat, hoping she jumped off before he got to the main road but so far nothing. And as if this wasn't predictable my MIL fell looking for her and now she's miserable, sad AND banged up.

The cat was kinda old and sorta stupid (she never moved for cars, just sat in the driveway and made people drive around her. Plus, the whole sitting on the van while moving, yeah--not the brightest cat) and I have been dreading something like this happening. I know it's just a cat, but you guys don't know how much MIL loves her. I'm worried for her health.

So, meh. . . Send good thoughts that the cat comes home.

I know I owe responses. . . Will get to them after I make dinner. . .

Meh is sorta an understatement. . . I'm depressed today. . . I have so much on my mind. I'm making myself sick over our house. I've been snapping at husbank which isn't nice when he does so much for us.

Plus, I got an earache and I dunno if it's just my bad mood that is making it extra irritating . . . And I can't write. I feel like all my original stuff is useless. Very few people like my new stuff and I wonder if its all been a waste of time.

Meh. . . Ignore me. . . I'm having the world is caving in on me day. . . Breathing feels hard . . . Hopefully I'll perk up. Some good news would be nice. I probably need to get over myself and catch a clue.

I am having a birthday party for myself ::yay me:: on Sunday. . . This party is more laid back than last year. We're hooking up Rock Band and kids are welcome. Several people are bringing kids including me. We're not going out after or anything. I'll probably drink a little (some booze may be required to make myself that big a fool) but, it's mainly just to hang out and have fun.

So if you'd like to come and have Cuban food and watch me make a fool out of myself singing for Rock Band. FYI, I can't sing, regardless of what the game tells me, so ear plugs may be advisable. We'll probably be laughing a lot and goofing off and dorking out. At least, I'll be dorking out, that's the general plan.

It's at about four, I think. . . If you wanna come, lemme know. . . You know I love you all and would love to see you! I don't want anyone to think they are obligated to come, but if you did, I would be thrilled.

No presents are necessary. . . Just coming is more than enough. HEH!

We have this annoying bad habit of having shitty new years. . . Every year for the past several years something has happened to ruin New Years. Usually it's Christopher's New Years that gets ruined, which in turn ruins husbank's and my new years--cause a miserable kid can ruin your party real fast. It started when Mari, Christopher and their cousin Courtney were out by the main street about, uh. . .perhaps six years ago and I caught them and went totally apeshit. I mean, I freaked out on them, because they were all young and the main street at the end of our road is curvy and not lit and on New Years, the main drinking and driving night, well--I freaked. I came back to my MIL's with three sobbing children and effectively ruined New Years over my Mama flip out at the thought of one or all of them getting hit by a drunken asshole. This for some reason really got to Christopher and he never forgot it and ever since has been spastic about NOT ruining New Years and every year does. . . One year he missed the ball drop, another he was on the phone with a friend when we were trying to get him to come join us and we got mad at him, stuff like that. . . One year a pipe burst right after the ball dropped (this ruined ALL our new year and flooded our backyard to boot, and no shit, it was like five seconds after the ball dropped and we all felt that could NOT be a good sign. My Dad died that year.)

So this year to battle the curse. . .My MIL decided to throw a party, the first one in many years, and she set up all sorts of awesome snacks and such. My SIL and her family came over and we were all having a pretty good time. I didn't get to drink anything because all they had was champagne and Sangria, both of which I am allergic too (I can't drink wine) and MIL was like, "Oh, there is Pepsi in the fridge." And I was like O___o party, I guess. So I drank pepsi. HEH! But, still it was pretty fun and everyone else was getting drunk, which was sorta fun to watch. Even Mari had sangria. She must not have had that much, because she woke up sprite. Her EX Boyfriend (keyword being EX!!) showed up about fifteen minutes to New Years and I told Mari, "Keep him away from your Granny." Cause my MIL wanted to murder him the second time he broke up with her. I dunno, the two of them have an up and down relationship. He likes to break her heart, she likes to forgive him. I took him showing up at MIL's on New Years to mean that he must have REALLY wanted to see Mari for the New Year because he hasn't come to a family get together in months because he KNOWS we are NOT pleased with him--Boo was happy to see him, though. He loves Matt.

Anyway, we were watching Dick Clark (Ack, so sad. . .I hate seeing him struggling) and I went into the other room to get Mari and Matt to join us before the ball dropped, but she wouldn't come because she was still trying to separate Matt and MIL. So I gave up and went back out to watch the ball drop. We were all ready, husbank had the champagne bottle ready to open and we started to count down, 5-4-3-2-----

And the t.v. switched channels RIGHT AT MIDNIGHT! We all started screaming, the noise raised the roof because we were so stunned and shocked that we heard them get down to 2 in the count, but missed the ball drop. . . I was thinking someone sat on a remote or something, but my FIL said from the corner, "Law and Order."

My MIL loves Law and Order and has her TV programmed to flip to it whenever it comes on. . . By the time we flipped back everyone was singing and kissing and we missed the whole thing. I had the quick forethought in the chaos to lean over and kiss husbank who was still stunned and pissed that he had actually missed the ball dropping the first time ever.

Then we all started laughing as my MIL was bitching at the TV in spanish. . . I mean, we totally cracked up, falling on the floor because it was so funny. I didn't even need to be drunk to think it was fucking funny. She threw this whole party to break the curse and forgot one key detail. The only ones who saw the ball drop were Matt and Mari, who were hiding in the other room. For an hour after, we'd all keep humming the Law and Order theme. It was one of those totally classic moments that we'll laugh about forever and Christopher got it on video, which was even funnier. . .We had lots of fun, my MIL was pissed at us for a while with the teasing, but after a couple of glasses of champagne, got over it(she never drinks, that was all it took) and when we were all packing up the kids to leave she said, "Now, I'm going to watch my Law and Order." And didn't even realize what she was saying and we all started laughing again. I told her that she better, the least she could do was enjoy the fucking Law and Order.

I dunno . . . It felt like a good sign for some reason because we started the New Year laughing our asses off. . . And today Johnny was off and we played video games and had fun with him all day. It was SOOOOOO nice. We had a great new years and I have decided that if this year turns out to be awesome, we'll have to watch Law and Order next year.

I hope you all had a good one. . .

So. . . 2008. . . I didn't win the lottery. We had some major financial downfalls. . . But, aside from that, on review. . . Things were good! I had my first big birthday party in years last year (in case you didn't know, my birthday is Jan. 4th, so it's always like a double new year for me) with the hopes of putting the bad behind me.

I think I succeeded. . . This year was a awesome year for family and friendship. I'm very blessed, I really am. And this year is winding up nicely. I got my gym membership back for Christmas. And I am loving being able to workout again, even if I'm all stiff and sore. The kids got a wii and we're ALL having way too much fun with it (I had to take a break from Rock Band because I lost my voice--um, yeah!) Johnny and I are still in love like whoa. . . Mari and I are hanging out a lot because she talked us into buying her a membership to the gym too and SO FAR she has gone with me everyday and is enthusiastic. She's actually working for Daddy for the membership and I told husbank there are worse things she could be spending her money on.

My goal for 2009 is to get fit and quit smoking. I want that smoke51 thing, so I suppose I'll have to save for it. I would be REALLY proud of myself if I could do that. I realized when I was reviewing the year that health wise I've been good. I've gotten sick a few times, but there was no drama and no hospital visits--that is way awesome as far as I'm concerned.

I've written tons and tons and that has it's own sense of accomplishment with it and I plan to write more in the coming new year.

So happy new years. If you were great in 2008 and be divine in 2009. . . I love you all. I have a firm policy of staying home for the New Years, but husbank and Mari took off to go to Ybor to meet up with some cousins in from out of town. On an ordinary day Ybor is a major partyzone and they said it's insane out there tonight. I'm hoping that they will both head home soon. MIL is having a get together and that is rocking cause her house is three doors down and I can just walk over there and Mari and husbank have to get home for it. . . Plus, I am owed a kiss, heh! So he BETTER get home!

BE SMART AND BE SAFE! Remember that no amount of drinking is okay if you are driving. There are check points everywhere and you really don't want to start New Years in a hospital or jail cell.

/mama mode

I think it has some sort of subliminal crack in it. . . Johnny and I can't seem to stop playing . . .

Boy, we sure are enjoying the hell out of the boys big Christmas present!

Rock star!

BWT, MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Hello all. . . Been a bit MIA . . . The boys and I have been sick. . . Christmas has kept us busy. . . We did find a weekend to go down to visit tonksnymphadora and we went to Epcot and had a blast despite the colds.

Also, sorta fun. . . For those of you who have heard, Obama is staying in Hawaii for Christmas. . . He's rented a beach house in Kailua which is where I grew up. For those of you who have read my Kai story, the beach he is staying on is the beach where I wrote Tony, Kai and Jessie growing up on. It's famous for it's fabulous mansions but is also a quiet, laid back side of the island. The Obama's are staying literally a block from my mother's house. She said it's been a mad house around her neighborhood, what with news people and paparazzi. But, despite not being a big fan of Obama (if you didn't know, my mother is VERY republican, my father was too before he passed away . . . I'm the black sheep of my family) she is getting sorta a kick out of all the press coverage for Kailua, which until now was virtually unheard of . . . People visiting Hawaii rarely see it. . . It's just not on the tourist map (which isn't a bad thing) and now they are all national news.

So, sorta groovy . . . Seeing those pictures of Obama and knowing right where he's at. My mom could walk her dogs down the beach and walk right pass the house he's staying at (I dunno how they are handling that issue, since the beach is public property. She said the beach is still open, but she hasn't walked down to his section of it. It could be blocked off) It makes me sorta homesick, though. And I have to say, he's sure making an already beautiful beach look nice. Have you SEEN those pics of our new President? Whoa. . . Buff much?

Here's a linky to an article about my little hometown and our new President . . .

http://www.comcast.net/articles/news-politics/20081221/Obama.Vacation.Home/

Anyway. . . Happy Holidays. . . Love you all! I hope the season treats you well!