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I think I just agreed to sell photos of a homeless man to a tabloid.

March 6, 2007 By loraleeslooneytunes 18 Comments

My agreement to sell three photos to The National Enquirer is complete.

The photos in question are of Paul, the man traveling across the country on a lawn mower with his dog, Yoda. I received fair compensation, a photo credit and the largest photo they are using features my three friends Michelle, Karen, and Brigitte.Where I get to have a photo credit in the National Enquirer, they get to BE in the National inquirer! Give me a great big TEE HEE here.

While I do have moments of wondering if my eternal soul will burn for this transaction, I also met Paul and know he would be “tickled” (Thanks for pointing out it said “Ticked” originally, Froyd)to death to be in the paper. Of course, the road to hell is paved with good intentions, so what the freak do I know?

I’ll let you know when I get a firm publish date.

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Getting out of the valley

February 11, 2007 By loraleeslooneytunes 15 Comments

I went to Salt Lake today with my friend, Michelle to see my sister,Linny, and sister-in-law, Nancy (“Nooncy”). We went down to celebrate that my sis is finally finished with her horrid radiation treatments. Poor thing. She is such a kick-ass trooper. I love her to bits.

It is always a fun thing to escape my little valley for the big city, and today was no exception. Before we departed Logan, Chelle and I stopped at a fantabulous bakery, “Sweetly Divine”, and picked up some goodies as gifts for Lin and Nan. Our assortment included one of these adorable chocolate mousse and sponge cake hedgehogs.
We ate a ton of heavenly sushi and the meal was great except that I forgot how to eat Endame (Steamed and salted Soy Beans) and told everyone that the pods were edible. That didn’t go over so well as they are about as chewable as tar. OOPS. Hey, I have only had them twice and it was a long time ago!

The conversation was good: Michelle finally unravled what Nancy does for a living. Let me explain. For years I thought she was a welder. It was so cool, and a great thing to add to conversation.

“That’s my sister, Linny, and her partner, Nancy. Nancy’s a welder.“

Awesome.

After about 8 years or so, I found out that she WASN’T a welder. She worked for Boeing. So I modified the introduction.

“That’s my sister, Linny, and her partner, Nancy. Nancy makes airplane parts.”

Awesome.

THEN, I found out that isn’t really what Nooncy does either. So, she explained it all to Michelle and now I have the offical, “What Nancy does at work” figured out: She runs a company that heat treats and coats aluminum products (Including airplane parts) to make them stronger.

AAAAHHHHHHHAAAAAA!

Maybe I should just switch the introductions just in case I have it wrong again.

“This is my sister-in-law, Nancy and my sister Linny. Linny’s a CPA.“

Awesome.

During the meal, Nancy returned the plate I used when I gave her cupcakes, and it was covered with aluminum foil with something under it. I was thinking “Holy cow! Nancy BAKED??!!!!”

I opened it and saw that SHE GOT ME THE FREAKING CUTEST IPOD, EVER!!!

It is so CUTE!
So TINY!!
So ORANGE!!!Nancy told me that she read the comments on yesterday’s blog entry about my hideous CD player experience at the gym and said that she didn’t want people making fun of me at the gym because I am a dork that uses STILL uses CD player. (And a FUBARD CD player at that!). Nancy is pained whenever she sees ancient technology still being used.

It is EXACTLY what I would have picked out for myself. Even down to the “Bug Orange” color. It is perfect to clip onto my shirt when I run and work out and is simple enough that even techno-tard moi should be ok using it. Nancy knows what I like and what will be perfect for me even better than I do!

I completely heart it.

I was so stunned, flattered, overwhelmed and excited that I forgot to take a million photos of them (Which was probably Nooncy’s master plan, anyway.).

I didn’t have a chance to look for a dress, but that is probably for the best because I really want to lose more weight before I start looking in earnest. Besides, it is a good excuse to go to Salt Lake again.

I had such a lovely day. I’ll shut up now because I promised Nancy I wouldn’t overly gush on my blog. (Too late). Lin and Nan rock the house, IPOD or no.

P.S.

Nooncy,

Look at what we saw on the way home. I totally thought of you.

Love,
Pee.

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Nooncy

January 8, 2007 By loraleeslooneytunes 5 Comments

For those who do not know, I have one awesome sister-in-law. Her name is Nancy, but I call her, “Nooncy”. My very weird father calls her, “Nancy Arabella”. Don’t ask, my Dad is bizarre.

She and my sister, Linny, have been partners for about 12 years . It took her about a decade to talk to me at family gatherings, but one night I went to Lin and Noonces for a BBQ and it all changed. Once she got a couple of Heinikens down her, she was downright perky. We’ve delightfully tormented each other ever since.

Even though we banter all the time, Noon is still notorious for being difficult to catch on film. She’s kind of turned into “Wilson” from ‘Home Improvement’.

See here:And here:Nooncy faithfully reads my blog, but doesn’t comment a lot (She’s notoriously quiet until you get to know her or she’s had a six-pack or two. Either one works.). You can imagine my excitement to see the following novel on a post I wrote about making cupcakes:

Do you know how much I love cupcakes? Do you know how much your sister doesn’t like cupcakes? How often do you think I have homemade cupcakes?

Nooncy

Guess who got a big plate of chocolate cupcakes with vanilla frosting when she came up to visit yesterday? My sister, Linny, looked at me and announced, “You SO got played. You realize that right?”

“Of course! DUH!”

That’s SO ok. I get an excuse to bake and I also get to write about fabulous Nooncy. It also meant she was obligated to suffer through another photo op. Hopefully, Nooncy will be too full of nummy cupcakes to chase me down and beat my ass for making a whole post all about her.