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Just a Note…

Sarah Sassypants was right:

Melana, you suck.

Spoilers ahead, you’ve been warned…

I’ve been cheering for Adam for weeks. I adore Adam. Adam rocks. He makes me laugh, he has heart, he’s a nice normal guy. Ok, well – he is while he’s on the show.

Then they bring in the pretty boys. What was up with the pretty boy with the long hair crying when she kicked him off? I’m still baffled by that one. The Joe Millionaire look-alike guy was ok. I never liked Jason. Matter of fact, I described him as smarmy a few weeks ago. He has the personality of a plain white flimsy paper plate. If I ever even tried to hold a conversation with him, I think I would pass out from the boredom.

Adam was such a sweetheart. I almost cried when they went to his bar in New York (his bar as in he owns it, not just his favorite place to hang out) and they had made the whole drink menu just for her. Their time at the resort was really sweet too – even with the pink puppy dog fire.

But she picked Jason. Bland and boring. I just don’t get it, and I yelled at the TV last night (and the Tivo) and told her exactly that. She should have picked Adam. Personality wins over looks any day for me…

By Christine

Christine is an Avenger of Sexiness. Her Superpower is helping Hot Mamas grow their Confidence by rediscovering their Beauty. She lives in the Heights in Houston, Texas, works as a boudoir photographer, and writes about running a Business of Awesome. In her spare time, she loves to knit, especially when she travels. She & her husband Mike have a food blog at Spoon & Knife.

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When long haired guy was crying, it was because he was talking to the camera about his daughter… they edited it to look like he was crying about Melena. Don’t believe everything you see on tv.

Also, if you think about it… Melena did pick the average guy… because Adam was well beyond average.

The youngest and I watched it last night. She got what she deserved. Adam was too good for her! I hope they do a follow-up with him, wouldn’t that be interesting??!!

I didn’t like Jason and I about fell off of the couch laughing when she asked him if he liked the opposite sex when they first talked on their first date. He’s too fem for my taste! *LOL*

I was honestly hoping that they’d pan in with a “next Average Joe: where Adam gets to weed through/pick a girl…”
alas, no such luck!
but, as I’ve said before: watch out world, Adam’s available!

I know they edit the heck out of those shows, so I know there is always more to what we’re seeing. If the long haired guy was crying about his daughter it makes a lot more sense then.

And you’re right, Adam is well above average. And she does deserve Jason. Or Zach – even though he’s all about being “in” with the DUFF.

Yeah, I was pissed at first yelling at the TV and everything, but then I realized that Melana didn’t deserve Adam anyway.

All she ever said to Jason was how pretty he was and if that’s why she kept him around Adam can find someone with a bit more depth to her!!! And I am sure he will now that American women have seen him and what a great guy he “appears” to be…what Laura said was true. You can’t believe everything you see on TV.

I thought when Melana found out about Adam’s financial situation she would get dollor signs in her eyes. She can’t be all that shallow, as the money didn’t take hold of her. Although she did said Jason inspired her which was strange because I thought he was as uninspiring as a wet cloth.

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SXSW 2002

Just a Note…

Just a note to say “Hi!” As Mike noted over at SXSW Blog, a huge group of members of the blog community are sitting here at the Omni in Austin – the hotel lobby bar. Mike had his iBook with him and there is Airport access available, so I am taking advantage of it. Jay just told me I am a complete geek because I am sitting here at a bar blogging … but you know, I keep quoting Chris Pirillo – “I’m a geek, not a nerd…”

This iBook is pretty sweet as far as the look and the fact that it is super light, but I don’t like this keyboard – it has an odd touch to it. Over time I could get used to it, but since it’s not mine that won’t happen!

By Christine

Christine is an Avenger of Sexiness. Her Superpower is helping Hot Mamas grow their Confidence by rediscovering their Beauty. She lives in the Heights in Houston, Texas, works as a boudoir photographer, and writes about running a Business of Awesome. In her spare time, she loves to knit, especially when she travels. She & her husband Mike have a food blog at Spoon & Knife.

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The people telling you that you’re sad to be blogging are just jealous. Watch them closely, you’ll see the occasional flicker of an eyelid, muscle spasm or bead of sweat as they think about being away from web access for prolonged periods of time.

It sounds like a great time was had by all. I wish I had the initiative to haul ass to Texas. Oh, I guess I also wish I had a vast amount of web know-how that would make me useful and interesting once I got there. And since I’m wishing I also wish that my cats could talk (but only to me, not each other or they’d start plotting…)

I’ve got an iBook and if it were legal we’d be married. But I hear you on the keyboard, it was an adjustment for me.

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General

Just a Note…

Random text from pixelkitty.net: “Sticking feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken.”

By Christine

Christine is an Avenger of Sexiness. Her Superpower is helping Hot Mamas grow their Confidence by rediscovering their Beauty. She lives in the Heights in Houston, Texas, works as a boudoir photographer, and writes about running a Business of Awesome. In her spare time, she loves to knit, especially when she travels. She & her husband Mike have a food blog at Spoon & Knife.

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Someone tell that to Tom from Survivor III. He put a friggin feather in his butt, which showed more crack than than a plumber, in one of the earlier episodes. Not a purty sight.

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Just a Note…

This site is possibly on the verge of going password protected. After a year of no problems, I am suddenly being asked by people to justify things that have been posted here, and I have NO desire to do that. This is a journal. It is thoughts of the moment, and sometimes not even full complete thoughts. I intentionally don’t post some things here (gasp!) because I don’t want the reprecussions to effect other people. Now I don’t want them to effect me. It’s either that or simply censor myself, and I haven’t decided which one it will be. This journal is my cathartic way of getting my thoughts out, letting them flow, working things out mentally. It’s just the way I work through things – that’s why it resembles rambling so often – like now. Hmmm… I don’t know what I’ll do. I have some different options to consider. I dont’ care if people READ this (obviously) and it’s ok if they even TALK to me about it. Discussions are wonderful things, when they are discussions. Having my every move analyzed and critiqued is a different story, and one I am not comfortable with. Maybe that’s just it … if people would talk to me, simply discuss with me how I feel about things – instead of assuming things based on their own presumptions – life would be a lot better.

By Christine

Christine is an Avenger of Sexiness. Her Superpower is helping Hot Mamas grow their Confidence by rediscovering their Beauty. She lives in the Heights in Houston, Texas, works as a boudoir photographer, and writes about running a Business of Awesome. In her spare time, she loves to knit, especially when she travels. She & her husband Mike have a food blog at Spoon & Knife.

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I’d really hate to see you censor yourself. Your blog is YOU, and that’s what makes it so great. Maybe have a fluff blog, and a more private (unlinked) personal journal — but whatever you decide, please don’t lose the voice that keeps us coming back for more. Keeping your openness and honesty is the most important factor, IMHO.

Christine, I agree with Meryl, Robyn and Jennifer. You don’t have to justify one word. Please continue being you. It’s your site, your domain. Edit out anything you feel you need to.
Very best wishes to you, and Jason.

I’d hate to see you censor yourself too, but I also understand what you’re going through. There was a time when it seemed that whatever I posted about, people thought I was referring to “them” and I would get hateful emails or jabs on other blogs. But I decided that I couldn’t let “them”, who were not adult enough to talk to me directly, control what I did and continued on, perhaps a bit wiser, but mostly not caring so much what “they” thought. You have to do what’s best for you and if people can’t deal with it they should just stay away. At least that’s my opinion. And I’m not sure I expressed it so well either, sorry.

Yep, I’m with Sue. I get the whole “Were you talking about me” thing 500 (@#*(#@*$ times a day from everyone. It gets old, because if it WAS someone that was reading my blog, I wouldn’t have freakin’ posted it.

Anyway, don’t you dare censor yourself. Doing that is compromising yourself, and that’s not a good habit to get into. If “people” don’t like it, they can go haunt someone else’s post. And next time someone asks you to justify yourself about something, tell them you’re not in the market for a henpecking mother. Heh.

See, if you start ENJOYING pissing people off or letting them wonder what you meant, that’s when you can REALLY have fun. 😉

I think allllll of bloggerville should institute a “No Family Allowed To Read This” rule for weblogs. It pisses me off to NO end that my husband, his family, his coworkers, etc. read my site. I mean, sure, it’s posted on the internet, but what do I have to say about my boring, mundane life that could possibly interest them? Even worse is when they think that since they’ve got the ‘inside scoop’ on the real life me, that grants them license to act like a complete fucktard and post snide comments on my weblog. I’m sure you know exactly what I’m talking about. I’ll keep on reading you, girlie, whether you’re here, somewhere else, password protected, or whatever.

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