Okay, so technically it's now Saturday so I did not do 3 posts on Friday. Was just heading off to dreamland and yeah, checked Twitter one last time and holy Hell! Gotta post this and I'm hoping someone might now how to rip it or whatever it is you do so I can put it on my iTunes. :) I think the episode is coming up this week - I just may die from the Ricky-ness. "Sexy and I know it" indeed. That boyfriend of his is one lucky man. Love you Ricky.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~it's all about the love~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Friday, February 3, 2012
Flashback Friday - The uber-fabulous PRINCE
Ahhh, Prince, I've loved you for so long.
Prince Rogers Nelson born November 7, 1958
I've seen Purple Rain a bazillion times and I love it more each time. I wore out at least one Purple Rain cassette tape and I have it on CD now, too. Yeah, that's probably embarrassing but hey, it's Prince.
And you know my OCD does not let me do anything half-way - so there's a few videos here if you care to indulge. I had fun finding them too. :)
Prince made purple cool and brought back the raspberry beret.
He made tiny BIG and taught us how to just go crazy and party like it was 1999.
He was about "Sexuality", "Controversy", "Diamonds & Pearls", "Cream", kissing and dirty minds.
Prince Rogers Nelson born November 7, 1958
I've seen Purple Rain a bazillion times and I love it more each time. I wore out at least one Purple Rain cassette tape and I have it on CD now, too. Yeah, that's probably embarrassing but hey, it's Prince.
And you know my OCD does not let me do anything half-way - so there's a few videos here if you care to indulge. I had fun finding them too. :)
Prince made purple cool and brought back the raspberry beret.He made tiny BIG and taught us how to just go crazy and party like it was 1999.
He was about "Sexuality", "Controversy", "Diamonds & Pearls", "Cream", kissing and dirty minds.
He was and still is awesome.
Freaky Friday - more like just bits and pieces of stuff
Today in the world of K-lee you will find horrifying pics (of me) because they are nice memories I need right now, the beautiful band members of 30 Seconds to Mars, a video I love and the answer to yesterday's question - what song did this lyric come from: "look in my eyes... this is who I really am".There will also be a new book release date, new cover (standard V-day cover for MLR unfortunately) and a hot new video just out today. So grab your coffee and settle back for a wild ride.
(Now seriously, you can ignore all that crap up there, it sounded good at the time but I will have those things down there - enjoy and comment at your will)
Okay since I know you're all dying—yes, dying—to know what lyric that is, I'm posting the video which is very cool if you haven't seen it before and yes, those legs and package up there ^^ are the same legs as in the video. This song is my go-to song for pacing and general anxiety and panic attacks, and if my family hears it being played on repeat, they automatically know K-lee's having a bad day. So here ya - it's long but fabulous. (and yes, it is a take-off of a very well-known movie)
Thursday, February 2, 2012
This is who I really am
<-- That right there is exactly how I feel - not because of anything anyone has said or done, just because of the spinning of my brain and the malfunction of my emotions and thoughts. If you've never experienced the wrath and instability of depression, you're not only lucky but you can't truly understand the emotions and toil it takes not only on someone's mind but their body as well. And I really hope y'all don't think I'm looking for sympathy when I post about these things, I'm merely venting my feelings a little.
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
PIMPING: blog give-away extravaganzas
There's some wonderful give-aways going on around the m/m net and I just wanted to give you a heads-up on a few that I'm participating in. Since I have two releases within days of each other I'll be giving away a copy of each here on my blog as well as in the give-aways I'm mentioning. That being said, you'll have a few chances to win both releases and if you don't win, well, you know the drill. <--shameless author begging.
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Tattoo Tuesday - Anthony Kiedis
It's my first Tattoo Tuesday so I thought it would be fitting to start with a man I've loved for a whole lot of years and seen in concert a whole lot of times - the stunning, un-aging, Anthony Kiedis from The Red Hot Chili Peppers. (I have a cat named Chili - now you know why)

<--That right there is my first tat and if you don't know what it is it's the RHCP logo - an asterisk that Anthony drew on a piece of paper once with the band's name around in and Bazinga RHCP's logo was born. Anthony has also been known to call it an angel's asshole. Lol.

<--That right there is my first tat and if you don't know what it is it's the RHCP logo - an asterisk that Anthony drew on a piece of paper once with the band's name around in and Bazinga RHCP's logo was born. Anthony has also been known to call it an angel's asshole. Lol.
Anthony Kiedis - born November 1, 1962 (50 years old this year)
His first tattoo was Chief Sitting Bull on his upper right arm.
Followed by Chief Joseph on his left upper arm
Happy birthday, baby girl. :)
Twenty-five years ago today, I held my baby girl in my arms for the first time, and yes, I was a mere child myself when I had her *snorts*. Jenna-lee was unexpected but all loved, and she blessed me with being the mom that I'd always wanted to be. Yeah, I was one of those teenagers that, despite all the partying and having fun, knew that one day she would have a little girl of her own (along with 2 boys after - and that's totally the way it happened).
My husband and I were young, inexperienced in the ways of a screaming newborn baby. There was a lot of worrying whether we were doing the adequate things; changing her correctly, feeding her enough, bathing her the right way. She was generally a happy baby, but unfortunately Miss Jenna had colic for a while and the thing she loved most was being bundled up into her car bucket and taken for drives in my 1974 Firebird. Then-to-be-husband had a rusted-out, falling apart Gremlin so that was definitely not an option for either Jenna or me. Lol.
Jenna was the first grandchild on both sides so to say she was almost over-loved, is an understatement. She had more nicknames than any little girl I've ever known, many that have stuck over the years and still make her brothers go WTF is up with that one, example Punky-face and Nanoo. The girl has more pictures than any other child I know as well, albums and albums of just-Jenna stacked in my basement while my boys have a few boxes (Jake - the baby - even fewer than Jesse).
She's always made me proud, even through her teenage years, despite a few bumps in the road here and there, and we never did have to send her to that Private Girls' School in the middle of where-the-fuck-are-we Saskatchewan so that's a plus. :) She was a good big sister even once her year-apart brothers started getting into her stuff and sucking up some of her attention. She kicked ass in high school, making us proud with drama productions and always doing just what she wanted to do. She chose to go to a university half-way across the country and as hard as that was, it made us proud to see her independence and determination. Her last endeavour was to become a Yoga teacher, traveling to Montreal for intensive training, and I can happily say she has achieved that status and is more than likely, awesome at her new job. She blossomed into a beautiful, independent, assertive, lovely human being in front of my eyes and she is truly one of the most important things in my life.
In some ways because of my mental illnesses, seeing my kids grow and thrive and become good people has made me realize I did an okay with them despite all the issues I had when they were growing up. I can look at them and say I did a good job, I had a hand in the way they grew up and the people they are now. I don't think anything makes me prouder than that.
So happy birthday, Jenna-lee, I miss you and wish I could be with you on this special day but you'll be with me in my heart every single moment.
xo
My husband and I were young, inexperienced in the ways of a screaming newborn baby. There was a lot of worrying whether we were doing the adequate things; changing her correctly, feeding her enough, bathing her the right way. She was generally a happy baby, but unfortunately Miss Jenna had colic for a while and the thing she loved most was being bundled up into her car bucket and taken for drives in my 1974 Firebird. Then-to-be-husband had a rusted-out, falling apart Gremlin so that was definitely not an option for either Jenna or me. Lol.
Jenna was the first grandchild on both sides so to say she was almost over-loved, is an understatement. She had more nicknames than any little girl I've ever known, many that have stuck over the years and still make her brothers go WTF is up with that one, example Punky-face and Nanoo. The girl has more pictures than any other child I know as well, albums and albums of just-Jenna stacked in my basement while my boys have a few boxes (Jake - the baby - even fewer than Jesse).
She's always made me proud, even through her teenage years, despite a few bumps in the road here and there, and we never did have to send her to that Private Girls' School in the middle of where-the-fuck-are-we Saskatchewan so that's a plus. :) She was a good big sister even once her year-apart brothers started getting into her stuff and sucking up some of her attention. She kicked ass in high school, making us proud with drama productions and always doing just what she wanted to do. She chose to go to a university half-way across the country and as hard as that was, it made us proud to see her independence and determination. Her last endeavour was to become a Yoga teacher, traveling to Montreal for intensive training, and I can happily say she has achieved that status and is more than likely, awesome at her new job. She blossomed into a beautiful, independent, assertive, lovely human being in front of my eyes and she is truly one of the most important things in my life.
In some ways because of my mental illnesses, seeing my kids grow and thrive and become good people has made me realize I did an okay with them despite all the issues I had when they were growing up. I can look at them and say I did a good job, I had a hand in the way they grew up and the people they are now. I don't think anything makes me prouder than that.
So happy birthday, Jenna-lee, I miss you and wish I could be with you on this special day but you'll be with me in my heart every single moment.
xo
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