Thursday, July 29, 2010
The series debuted on the ABC Family Channel in June and is quickly turning into a must-see, who-done-it type soap opera. It has been called the "Desperate Housewives" for the younger demographic.
Here is a YouTube video of the opening theme - and it's actually a theme song and not just a little jingle like most new shows.
You can believe, I will be finding these books and adding them to my "To Be Read" pile!
... with Red Velvet Car by legendary female rock band, HEART, will be released on Sony Legacy on August 31st in the USA in digital and CD versions. Produced by Ben Mink the 10 song tracklist is: There You Go, WTF, Red Velvet Car, Queen City, Hey You, Wheels, Safronia´s Mark, Death Valley, Sunflower and Sand.
Here's the link for "Red Velvet Car" - I LOVE this song!
Thursday, July 22, 2010
1st Trip To Elliott County, Definitely A Memorable One - July 22, 2010
My hubby didn't get home until after 9pm because he had to drive home from Lexington.
There aren't too many counties in central or eastern Kentucky that I have not visited in my five years at WLEX. They're serious when they say "Coverage You Can Count On," even if it's on the boundaries of our viewing area. We go EVERYWHERE.The stylin' pink rain boots
Obviously, the big news this week has been the constant rain and the havoc it's wreaking on flood prone areas of eastern Kentucky. Monday and Tuesday it was Pikeville, overnight the northeastern part of the state took a pretty good hit, thus my trip today to Elliott County. I always thought that county looked tiny on a map. I found today, winding down miles and miles of rural roads in a 1-ton satellite truck, it's bigger than it seems.
My photographer Keith and I were trying to work quickly so that we could meet our other crew who was covering a missing woman in neighboring Carter County. Long story short, we drove several miles looking for damage visual enough to show in our 5:30 newscast and in the process of searching came across some interesting things. While I was shooting an "as-live" (as we call it) Keith and I heard something in the water. Sounded like a paddle boat swishing around, but then I heard the "mooooo!." It was a poor cow who had become stranded in the flood waters. He was coming to check out what we were doing...and scared the bageezus out of the reporter in the pink boots (me) in the process!
The RED barn that was actually BLACK
We were then told to keep going down the water covered road to find the bridge that was washed out over Little Brushy Creek. That's when we were told, "just turn at the big, huge red barn." If you saw the picture I posted, the barn didn't match that description AT ALL, but we found what we were looking for so no biggie...
When we were finished, we hit the road again that would take us to Carter County and while on our way, we saw one of the cruelest things I've ever witnessed. We were rounding a corner on one very rural road and came up on a woman who was stopped on the side of the road. As we passed (in a rolling billboard of LEX 18 I might add) the woman opened the back door and shooed a small dog out of the car, slammed the door and peeled off. The dog was so confused that he just sort of did a few circles in the middle of the road and took off into the woods. It might have been one of the more heartbreaking things I've ever witnessed. No doubt I've heard about that, but to see it actually happen was very sad. Needless to say it was a looooong day. I didn't pull into my driveway til around 8:15.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
I received this email from a friend and it is so perfect, I had to pass it on. The comments in ( ) are my own personal observations.
Freedom Comes With Age
I have seen too many dear friends and family leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.
Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer (or read or write) until 4 AM and sleep until noon (doesn't happen in my world)? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60 &70s (mostly 80s), and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love .... I will.
I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set.
They, too, will get old.
I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And I eventually remember the important things.
Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect.
I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face.
So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver.
As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think (isn't that the truth!). I don't question myself anymore (at least not as much).
I've even earned the right to be wrong.
So, to answer your question, I'm (learning to) like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become and I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day(if I feel like it).
MAY OUR FRIENDSHIP NEVER COME APART ESPECIALLY WHEN IT'S STRAIGHT FROM THE HEART!
Monday, July 19, 2010
Peace & Well-Being
Free Seminars this Sunday July 25th, 2010
by Ms. Pat Osborn
• Healthy Diet, from 2 to 3p.m.
• Exercise Basics, from 3 to 4 p.m.
• Goal Setting, from 4 to 5 p.m.
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Monday, July 5, 2010
First bath after her cord fell off
How come there's no milk here?
Tadpole swallowed by a frog!
Devon Mikayla and her dad, Mike
Come on, Mom - get this bow out of my hair!