Happy Halloween!

So I got dressed up for work friday. Mostly because my work kids expect it and said they would all go home if I didn't. Won first prize in the costume contest! Not so easy to test pee in this get up. Plus it was raining like hell all day and had to rock my rain boots. Not very zombie like to worry about getting your feet wet. Scared the crap out of some co workers without hiding behind corners. Paul was sleeping when I got home and also was a bit traumatized. You'd think he'd be used to it after all these years!


-- Post From My iPhone

Watching yourself on TV is very unnerving

I don't know if I blabbed about this here.

God knows my facebook and text messages for the last month have revolved around my hoping to not dry heave/fall down/ look like a total jackass on TV.

So for those of you just catching up, I sent an email a few months back to one of my favorite shows that shows old bad horror movies split up with interludes of the hosts ( a demon and a zombie) trading casual banter about the badness of said movie. Lots of drinking and scantily clad chicks.

I thought maybe they could interview me with my barbies as they often have other artsy type segments. I didn't hear back for awhile. And I was totally butthurt. And then the producer wrote me saying he loved the barbies and wanted me to come down on the 18th of Sepember for a taping.

So then I went into full on panic mode. Holy shit, I was going to be on TV! What if I didn't have enough barbies to take? What if I sounded like a total asshole? What the eff was I going to wear?!?

Because I'm such a huge ass fan, I made My Pretty Zombie Dolls of the hosts to give to them. I thought they turned out pretty well.

Paul went with me to the taping. I was unusually calm considering the fact I've been known to cry before craft shows.
Everyone was so nice!

This picture cracks me up. Everyone was busy taking pictures of the barbies and I look like the anxious mom sending the kid off for the first day of school.

NoName and Balrok seemed to love their dolls!

I was so nervous for the actual taping that I wasn't quite exactly what I said, so I've been agonizing about that. I had to wait a whole month for my episode to air. To make matters worse, we were going to be in Florida for an award dinner for Paul. Everyone else was going to see it before me!

Last night we got back and immediately past out due to lack of sleep and crazy Florida shenanigans (more on this later). About 10:30 I finally worked up the nerve to put the movie on. And guess what? Only the last hour of the show recorded due to our crappy ass satellite box needing to be reset. I was on in the first 30 minutes. WTF? I tried not to come unglued and frantically texted Shannon to find out if
A. she had saved the movie
B. if she was even still awake
C. if we could come over and watch it so I didn't die

It was a yes for everything, so we drove over there ( I was in my pajamas) to watch my big tv debut.
Believe it or not it turned out really well. My eyeshadow was super sparkly, I seemed super calm and collected (don't know how that happened) and best of all I didn't look ten pounds heavier! As soon as I figure out how to post it to YouTube, I'll post the whole interview for you. In the meantime, here's the trailer for the show.

http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=164449436914542

Special Thanks to Henry for posting this link for me on facebook as I couldn't do it from my phone on Saturday. Also for that Fabulous first picture here of my favorite Zombie Doll, HenryWinkle watching me on TV.

Hugs

EDIT: Alot of my work kids watched it and have been teasing me relentlessly about curtsy-ing. Also the general concensus was that I did look ten pounds heavier (sigh)

Lula

Paul and I had to have Lula put to sleep this morning. It was really hard on both of us, and I really thought I had prepared myself for this since her diagnosis of bladder cancer 4 months ago.

This picture was from a few years ago, probably right before we found out about her diabetes. She looks so dang happy! She's been so sick for so long, I almost forgot she ever looked like this.

I kept putting the decision off because she still loved to eat so much. You could almost set your watch by her when it came to pokey time. Thats what we called it at 11am and 11pm when she would get fed and her insulin shot. She would start barking and hopping around. Even when she went totally blind and would run into things. Our lives have revolved around this schedule for the past 4 years. I really don't know what we're going to do now.

This picture was from when we lived in Nashville. The dogs had never seen snow before. Neither had I really. It looks like shes been eating it here. She wasn't afraid of anything.

This is when Paul took them all to the beach. When they went to the river, she was always the first one to go barreling into the water. She never looked, she just jumped.

The house feels so empty now. She was a loud, huge presence. Haven't been able to stop crying all day.

Paul stayed with her until the end. I had to leave the room because I was afraid my crying would upset her. So I kissed her and told her to be a good monkey and that mommy loved her very much. I went out to the car and cried and cried.

The wind started up and picked up a swirl of leaves in a little twister and then stopped. Somehow I felt that it was her leaving me.

I know she's in a better place now and no longer in any pain. Someplace where its the good part of pokey time all the time, sleeping on pillows, and running in apple orchards.

I've had her since she was 6 weeks old. She was my baby for the last 14 years, even in the end.

I miss her more than I thought I could.

Thought I would repost this Lula story from last summer in honor of her and what a total ass she could be.

http://mrsevils.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-i-spent-my-friday-night.html

Sleep well, Lula, mommy loves you forever.