My LIfe in Movie Titles...

It came to me last night that I could apply at least 30 movies titles to describe life in the past 5 years- there truly is a movie for every situation:

Insomniac: Sleepless in Seattle
Family Dynamic: The ADDAMS Family, Addams Family Value
Praying for real email: You've Got Mail
Spark of Creative Genius: Young Frankenstein
Studying for Exams: Mel Brooks' History of the World
Job Hunting: Monty Python's Holy Grail
My job at LD: Nightmare on Elm Street
Puppy wrangling in Vermont: The Beethoven movies (ya know, the ones with the st. Bernard)
Weddings: My Best Friend's Wedding
New Baby- Not Mine!: 9 months
Attempting to play basketball: Air Bud- believe me, the dog looks like Michael Jordan compared to me.
Dressing for my cousin's wedding after a red eye flight to California: corpse bride
Spending time with my family at said wedding: One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest
Jury Duty: Time to Kill
Christmas retail season beginning in August: nightmare before Christmas
Spring Insect Visitation: Beetlejuice
Fall Mouse Visitation: Stuart Little
Mom's Passing- Steel Magnolias, StepMom or Terms of Endearment
Getting revenge on dad's near miss engagement to the great white widower shark: first wives club.. best line in that movie.. don't get mad, get everything.
Walking to HR to get fired: Dead Man Walking
Road Trip to Vermont with a good friend of mine: Thelma and Louise
Craving a trip to an alternate reality: Wizard of Oz
Watching my uncle trashed out of his mind at my cousin's wedding: Saturday night fever.. oooh yes, disco is alive and well.
Getting in touch with my inner villainous diva/queen of swords (for you non-tarot folk, she is the queen who tells it like it is- and doesn't hesitate to cut you in the process): Little Mermaid and Snow White
Finding a man who does my bidding: Princess Bride- Wesley was a wise man... "As you wish" should be a part of male vocabulary training.
Being reminded that flirting with the wrong man can be deadly: The Other Boleyn Girl

And, there you have it.. my life in movie titles. Try it- lot harder than you think.

I now return you to our regularly scheduled tedium.

Greetings Humans

AHA! Finally, an opportunity to get my lovely little claws on the keyboard and play with the human's blog.

Greetings Loyal Minions. I am Cordelia de DragonSnoot. Empress and High Ruler of all Known and Unknown Realms and Universes. Bow and pay tribute- squirming burlap sacks with squeaky toys, amaretto truffles, chests of gold, Chaucer mead and shiny, pointy, sparkly offerings will win you favor. to the one who gifts me with a wolfhound puppy, your place in the realm is secure forever.


I am a rare and precocious Guardian Housedragon. My mission, when I lower myself to perform it is guarding my human caretaker's hearth. She refers to said hovel as Palace Mayne- I call it my temporary purgatory. Until she removes my wards, this meager throne is where I remain imprisoned. Rose Quartz and Moonstone need immediate smiting. I loathe them. To be fair, the Human does on occasion allow me off my perch. So far, I have travelled to Rennie Faires in 3 realms, added my insights to tarot workshops and sometimes get to ride in my chariot when the weather fairies do my bidding.

My most loyal companion is Lord Barney, Lord High Master of Merryment, Mayhem and Marinades. He is the fortunate one. His human grants him access to the gin, freedom to come and go and also entry into the tarot decks, crystals and other fun toys that must sneak around and attempt to snatch when my human is unaware.

Oh bother... the human just saw the dragonslobber on the keyboard...

Until we meet again....

C

Empress of the Universe

Embracing Blobhood

Bad Rachel!

Yes, I know- enter the realm of blog and you should make an effort to post on a regular basis. Lately, my inner blob seems to be running the show. Short attention span, spring fever, utter boredom. No motivation. The house is a mess, I still don't have steady employment. Last week, I had a major job interview, Sacred Circle, endless hours of alphabetizing files on a temp assignment and a major weekend. Two day artist and spiritual worker's event. I'm tired- all of this takes lots of energy. Moving takes energy. Thinking about moving takes energy... lately, my thought ranges to... hmmm, couch, library book.. hmmm... let's be a blob today.

I look around my house and cringe. My outer packrat is winning the war over my inner neatfreak. There are bits of projects EVERYWHERE. Stamps and scrapbook supplies overtaking the kitchen table. Thousands of beads in little cups overtaking the coffee table, laundry is slowly winning the bedroom territory. And, while most people have dustbunnies under the bed, mine have morphed into full grown, yapping standard sized dustpoodles. I might add that they grow vicious when attacked with a vacuum cleaner.

Irony- I love a clean, organized tranquil home. I have ADD- routine, order and organization are what allows me to function in the world. Truth- I loathe cleaning, organizing and always having to finish one project, clean it up and put it away as soon as it is complete. A gift of ADD is creativity sparks all the time- the flip side of the coin is you almost have to act on it immediately or it is gone forever. writing down only helps if you can find the bloody notebook to do so.

So was life last week- maybe tonight, I'll actually put sheets back on the bed. I stripped it 2 weeks ago.