How I Met The Hubby

29 09 2009

Recently Bre asked “how did you meet?”  The story of how I met The Hubby is an interesting one, at least I think so.  I thought I’d share.  I’m not sure how the people involved in the story will feel about their names being on the interwebs (some people are funny about that stuff) so the names are changed to protect the innocent.

I was 17, working at Quizno’s (a sandwhich shop if you’re not familiar with it).  I had made friends with a co-worker, Chris.  He was going out with some friends to see a band downtown and invited me along.  I think we both got off early that day (3 or 4 in the afternoon) and decided to get some dinner since we weren’t going to be heading downtown until 8 or 9.  We decided to eat at Bennigan’s.  When we walk in the door this couple gets up and the guy is waving at Chris.  They’re clearly friends.  Chris introduces me to them, Kelly and Tank, and we go to our respective tables.  When the couple is getting ready to leave they come over to our table and Tank looks at Chris with this adorable, mischevious grin and says “So, Chris, have you heard about Kelly’s new boy-toy?”  She’s obviously embarassed and tells us the guys name how long they’ve been dating… I’m not even paying attention any more because it dawns on me that they’re not “together”… they’re just having dinner…  I get all excited because he’s really cute and he keeps looking at me even though he’s talking to Chris.  Kelly and Tank leave, then about 2 mins later Chris gets a call.  After he tells me that Tank has decided to come downtown tonight, he’s going to meet us there!  Anybody think it’s a coincidence?

The evening goes on, Tank and I end up spending most of the evening hanging out, we really hit it off.  That was June 28th, 2001.  We started dating about a month after that.  We got engaged on Oct 27th, 2001 and were married June 30th, 2002; a year and 2 days after we met.

A few interesting details:

The phone call, I found out later, went something like this:  “Chris, dude, why didn’t you tell me she was hot?”  “Ummm, I don’t know” Chris had a girlfriend at the time, we were strictly friends, “Well, I’ll be there tonight, I may be a little late, but I’ll be there!”  “Ok, cool!”

Also, in case it wasn’t obvious, Tank’s reason for comming over and informing us of Kelly’s boyfriend was so that I would know they weren’t dating, which was a good move since I had made that assumption.  Incidentally, the “boy-toy” is now Kelly’s husband 🙂


Book Review: Wicked Game

28 09 2009

Wicked GameClearly I’ve been on a book reading bender as I’ve finished another one 🙂

Recovering con artist Ciara Griffin is trying to live the straight life, even if it means finding a (shudder!) real job. She takes an internship at a local radio station, whose late-night time-warp format features 1940s blues, ’60s psychedelia, ’80s goth, and more, all with an uncannily authentic flair. Ciara soon discovers just how the DJs maintain their cred: they’re vampires, stuck forever in the eras in which they were turned.

Ciara’s first instinct, as always, is to cut and run. But communications giant Skywave wants to buy WVMP and turn it into just another hit-playing clone. Without the station — and the link it provides to their original Life Times — the vampires would “fade,” becoming little more than mindless ghosts of the past. Suddenly a routine corporate takeover is a matter of life and undeath.

To boost ratings and save the lives of her strange new friends, Ciara rebrands the station as “WVMP, the Lifeblood of Rock ‘n’ Roll.” In the ultimate con, she hides the DJs’ vampire nature in plain sight, disguising the bloody truth as a marketing gimmick. WVMP becomes the hottest thing around — next to Ciara’s complicated affair with grunge vamp Shane McAllister. But the “gimmick” enrages a posse of ancient and powerful vampires who aren’t so eager to be brought into the light. Soon the stakes are higher — and the perils graver — than any con game Ciara’s ever played….

I found this book thoroughly enjoyable.  I finished it in 2 days, coudn’t put it down.  I really like Ciara.  I found myself really rooting for her, she’s trying so hard to be a good person and really wants to help the vampires and the radio station.

Music permeates the story which was a lot of fun.  If you’re a music connisseur, espcially 90’s indie and grunge stuff you’ll love the book.  The vampire that Ciara spends most of her time with was turned in the 90’s so that’s the music he loves.


A very good read, nothing truly spectacular about it but definately more than brain popcorn!  4*’s

Book Review: Empress

25 09 2009

I’m a  little late this week… so sue me 🙂 

empressIn a family torn apart by poverty and violence, Hekat is no more than an unwanted mouth to feed, worth only a few coins from a passing slave trader.

But Hekat was not born to be a slave. For her, a different path has been chosen.

It is a path that will take her from stinking back alleys to the house of her God, from blood-drenched battlefields to the glittering palaces of Mijak.

This is the story of Hekat, precious and beautiful.

As I said on Twitter… I’m having trouble giving this book more than a “meh.”  It was marginal.  The plot moved along at a nice pace, following Hekat from a young girl, through adolesence and into adulthood where she’s Empress with 2 children of her own.  I think my problem is… I dont’ like Hekat… and I don’t think I’m supposed to.  She’s the main protagonist through most of the book (the last part focuses more on her son) but she’s the bad guy of the series.  As I understand it, this book comes before the main events of the series, a battle between Mijak (Hekat’s kingdom) and the Trading Kingdoms (whom we have yet to meet).  Miller chose to start her story by giving you the back story of the invading horde. 

I do want to give some credit though.  From a literary perspective, the book was very well done.  It’s almost as if Miller invented a whole new language for this book.  They speak and think in these short, stiff, sentences… it’s very Old Testament.  Their religion permeates everything.  Their god is represented by a scorpion, and appropiately so.  It’s a blood-thirsty religion with little room for human error.  She does something interesting with it though.  Their “god” has no name… “it” is simply referred to as “the god”.  Nothing is ever capitalized and the only pronoun used is it.  Since it’s a monothiestic religion I think she needed it to be as far away from the Judeo-Christian God as she could make it, since we as a western culture tend to associate with the loving, caring, graceful God of those religions.

As I write this review, my opinion has gone up a little.  It’s very well done and very thought provoking… but I can’t call it enjoyable.  It was a tough book to read.  As I’ve mentioned before, I’m very character driven and there’s so few likable characters.  I kept wondering “Why am I reding this? …  It has to get better…” 


I’m going to give 2 ratings.  4 *’s for the technical aspect of the book, it really was well done.  2 *’s for the enjoyment aspect.  I think I’m going to read the next 2 books in the series… maybe I’ll be able to recommend the book once I read those.


“So I’m backing out the door, right, and I got the TV, like this; it was a big old thing, I couldn’t see shit; suddenly I hear this voice, ‘Police, kid, hands in the air.’ You know, I was standing there, holdin’ on to that TV, so finally the voice says, ‘You hear what I said, boy?’ And I say, ‘Yes sir, I sure did, but if I drop this f$%*ing thing you got me on destruction of property too.’ “

If memory serves no one answered last weeks trivia so this week is worth 2 points!

Book Review: Furies of Calderon

17 09 2009

Furies of CalderonIn the realm of Alera, where people bond with the furies–elementals of earth, air, fire, water, wood, and metal–fifteen-year-old Tavi struggles with his lack of furycrafting. But when his homeland erupts in chaos–when rebels war with loyalists and furies clash with furies– Tavi’s simple courage will turn the tides of war.

This book has been on my “Books to read” list for quite a while.  The author, Jim Butcher, writes some of my favorite books, The Dresden Files.

The book was highly enjoyable, a real page turner.  It’s got everything high-fantasy needs.  Political intrigue, a traitor who thinks the ends justify the means, a girl trying to be a woman in a man’s world, a good king who’s loosing power, non-human invaders, and just a touch of romance!

Furies of Calderon reads much like the Dresden books but with out as much dry wit… Tavi’s not as sarcastic and self depreciating as Harry so the tone is a little diffrent but Butcher’s style and excellent plotting comes through.


An excellent read, I couldn’t put it down!  4.5 *’s


Frank: What’s the first rule when entering a man’s car?
Jack: [takes his feet off the seat] Respect a man’s car, a man respects you.
Frank: Rule number two?
Jack: Greet the man. Good afternoon, Frank.
Frank: Good afternoon, Jack.
Jack: Can we play the game now?
Frank: I would think your brain would be too tired after a whole day of school.
Jack: You’re just afraid I’m gonna win.
Frank: I’m afraid you’re gonna be too worn out to do your homework.
Jack: It’s Friday, I don’t *have* any homework.
Frank: In that case: the game.
Jack: Yes!
Frank: But first, what’s the third rule of the car?
[Jack buckles his seatbelt]
Frank: Good.

I usually edit or omit characters names for the trivia but I thought these were generic enough that I left them in.

Catching Up

11 09 2009

Sorry there has been a lack of posting around here.  I have been ridiculously busy and ridiculously tired… not a great combination.  I just have a quick note this morning then I hope to be back to regualr posting next week.

On November 1st I’ll be participating in the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure 5K here in Austin.  I know the economy sucks and money is tight everywhere but I’m going to panhandle for donations anyway, every little bit helps.  The chances are that you or someone you know will be affected by breast cancer at some point in your life.  If you are able to donate you can visit my page and click the little “Donate” button.  I promise I won’t harass you guys about donations, probably just one more post a little closer to the event as a reminder.  Thanks!

Everyone have a great weekend!


“He asks if you want a drink. You smile and say, ‘Vodka soda.’ If you already have a drink, you down it. Then there’s some flirting, some interoffice sex, an accidental pregnancy, a shot gun wedding, and a life of bliss. How many times do we have to go over this?”