Just For Fun

This comes from Crummy Cupcake. I rarely have time to do these anymore, but I have a free day from work, so I thought I would respond to her meme tag.

Here goes:

Four First Names of (unrequited) Crushes I’ve Had:
1. Jon (a bully in kindergarten back when I had a crush on him then, but now a sweetheart)
2. Terry (Another Grade School crush. I'm still trying to figure this one out.)
3. The Greatest American Hero (My first true kindergarten love)
4. Cory (aka husband)

Four Pieces of Clothing I wish I still owned:
1. my peacoat which was lost to some Las Vegas's storage company.
2. my crushed..... wine colored.... velvet... flared leg, pants.
3. My silver leather jacket
4. the white dress that my cousin gave me

Names I’ve been called at one time or another:
1. Leann ( which is actually my middle name and known to by my closest online friends)
2. virigina slim (the cb handle name given to me by my aunt. Has nothing to do with the cigarette)
3. Slick (my cousin's name for me since I had a habit of sneaking up on people)
4. Wilemeana, moondog. (names given my those who hated me for whatever reason in school.)

Four Professions I Secretly Want to Try:
1. Bodyguard
2. Bouncer
3. Actress
4. Assassin

Four Musicians I’d most want to go on a date with:
1. Jon Bon Jovi
2. Brett Michaels
3. Johnny Depp
4. Keanu Reeves

Four Foods I’d Rather Throw than Eat:
1. Creamed Corn
2. Pizza
3. Licorice
4. rare steak


Four Things I Like to Sniff:
1. ocean
2. my husband when he wears tag body spray
3. freshly baked bread
4. freshly bathed babies

Four People to Tag:
I'm going to leave this one open. Whoever would like to fill this out and post it to their blog.... GO FOR IT!

The Nonsense Story Meme

Nina from The Alien Next Door was insane enough to send me this nonsense story meme... Since I am a writer and my insanity fits right along with this nonsense story, I just had to play along!

Here are the rules from Gracie's site.

1. Copy and paste the story below, and the rules, on your blog.
2. Find out who you're going to tag. (2-3 people, or more, if you wish)
3. Write one or two sentences to continue the story, and use the titles of the blogs you're tagging or any word(s) associated with them as keywords in the links you include in your part of the story.
4. Remember to tell your taggees that you've tagged them!
5. Feel free to use this and start your own viral link story. I'd very much appreciate a link back to Mother's Home! if you do. (Or a tag, if you prefer!)

Here's the beginning:
Mother's Home! the cave troll yelled. I have been out all day strangling chickens like CRAZY! for the evil Empress. All i want now is a MOment to myself, but i keep getting Linda talking Drivel, but that is better than a certain someone Mooing. Then suddenly what should appear but the NOT evil Empress and all her strangled chickens and Mags cooked them all up and made us a lovely cake to eat. Gracie wanted all the cake for herself but the NOT evil Empress was able to hack off a good sized slab for herself!!! Ha ha ha, Gracie belched loudly after eating all the scrumptious cake that Mags had baked and watched Callie scrappin' with Sarge about who was gonna win Big Brother 8. Sarge started humming "Dixie," and almost choked on the bite of cake in his mouth! So he got some coffee to go to wash down the cake. The coffee helped a bit but he had to vocalize before he started singing again so he began, "Mi mi mi mi mi mi mi mi mi mi mi mi..."
...who heard him all the way from Bloggingham Palace and said, "Where is that awful noise coming from? Is there a sick wailing Wacky Mom loose in the woods?" She said, "I'll bet Songbird can teach him to sing!" but she was busy BONDing in the desert with Kathleen who sat writing heresy in her diary. She was absolutely no help. So Mi-Mi asked Kat to put him on the PP&P list to save his sorry soul. Alas, Ralph the Airhead made a new batch but the Patti-cakes fell in Polliwog's Pond and nobody got to eat cake after all! It was all Bee's fault (somehow). Feeling sorry for herself, she pranced over to Odat's for a dance but she only heard strange mumbling...
That mumbling, however, resulted from The Alien Next Door trying to clone Justin Stanely’s Weblog. The meticulous and risky cloning occurred throughout several millennia, past, present, and future. Or so it seemed; no one could keep count. It was just too much. The mind-numbing years had finally sublimed the earth into a pristine Bobbarama. All well and good, said Bob, but whatever happened to the rules? Before anyone got hurt, however, enough stars fell and crashed to alert Sci-Fi Girl, who grabbed her laptop and returned to the woods, where Mimi's Dating Profile popped up, allowing a lion to lie happily next to a lamb…
Now, the insane writer burst into the forest, kissing the dogwood and sat on the lion, spinning tales about sci-fi girl's boyfriend, sci-fi guy, who had his eye on [her] DNA, which he was hoping to sell for anything goes. But just then the mad goat lady and the drowsey monkey pranced into the forest and sang a truly quiet symphony, which annoyed the insane writer.
"What's that funky sound?" screamed sci-fi guy.
"Well, it sure isn't a raspberry-latte!" grumbled the insane writer. "Get a grip, sci-fi guy! You're my main character! I expect you to know how to split an atom! Ignore that woman and her indolent pet! Now, go and do your dastardly thing!"

"Why You heartless, old bitty." screamed sci-fi guy. "How Dare You!"

"How dare I?" shouted the insane writer. "You know darn well that was one crummy cupcake, so how about you... sit down, shut up and give me back my five bucks!"

Mumbling to himself, sci-fi guy pulled a five dollar bill from his pocket, but then it suddenly hit him that he was nothing but a fictional character. How the heck was he suppose to give her a five dollar bill? She truly is insane. His thoughts were interrupted by another noise. Footsteps to be exact.

"Who's that?" sci-fi guy whispered.

"I don't know." the insane writer said.

"Ohhh my gawwd! Money does grow on trees!" A voice from nearby shouted.

"Never mind." The insane writer sighed. "It's just JOolian."