Welcome to Veronica Mars S4 on Netflix! #VeronicaMars #Netflix #NetflixSE

O-M-G! The fan girl in me is running around circles and skipping with joy.


“We are excited to be the new home for all efforts toward getting Veronica Mars Season 4 on Netflix. Our initial efforts will target Netflix. With their role in resurrecting “Arrested Development,” as well as creating excellent original programming such as “House of Cards” and “Orange is the New Black,” we feel that Netflix is the best option for a “Veronica Mars” Season 4. Show runner Rob Thomas and the cast have also singled out Netflix as their choice for a reboot (we’ll post their quotes here soon).

We Marshmallows are powerful together. When Netflix checks on this campaign and sees we’ve focused our collective energy and commitment to get OUR show revived exclusively with them, this can only work in our favor.”

Read more about the campaign here: http://veronicamarss4onnetflix.tumblr.com/

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SIGH -.-

I wish the people downstairs would SHUT THE HELL UP and go to bed. Almost midnight and every time they get especially loud, our daughter tosses and turns. It’s the third day we’ve been home and this city life seems like such a nuisance. Put me back out in that quiet Illinois town.
Maybe I should try to pretend I’m still there.
Not so excited about going to work in less than a month. At least I get lots of Mommy/peanut time before then.
Wish I could fall asleep. My wife has knocked out, the baby is sleeping. Maybe I will do some writing.

Ode to Edwardsville

This poem initially caught me since I just came from visiting an Edwardsville. Good poem- I enjoy the images it paints.

Continue Your Travels Through Rapture With ‘BioShock Infinite: Burial at Sea – Episode 2’

Nice- can’t wait to play it.

Learning by Being an Example

I see it happening around me a lot more than I should. One of my pet peeves, even before the birth of our daughter, was parents who either were not good parents or we’re not good role models. Yes, it maybe a little harsh but the truth is the truth. Don’t display the manners you don’t want your children to pick up on and have as they grow. However, you do not have to be a terrible parent for that truth to apply to you.
As a still new parent, I have many things I still need to learn.
Put lotion on the peanut after her bath.
Make sure to know where a binky is at all times.
Always have more patience than you think necessary and have more than that.
I don’t have the best relationship with my mother. It has struggled more in the past few years because of who I am and who I love. But she is still my family and family is important.
I have a fear the peanut will grow to not respect me as a parent because I am not blood to her.
I chose not to have a relationship anymore with my mother because it was not convenient for me. So, who can say I do not deserve the same intolerance from my child?
I have a lot to learn and changes to make. And I will work on them for the sake of my daughter not inheriting negative mannerisms from me.

Still I Rise

This poem is one I have enjoyed for many years. It has a powerful message from an influential woman. This week’s poem is Still I Rise by Maya Angelou, and text of the poem comes via Poets.org.

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own backyard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise


I’m an itty bit popular now- yay!


WordPress Meet and Greet – All Bloggers Welcome

Always great to meet more people who enjoy doing what I do.

Seven Weeks

Our daughter is seven weeks (and a day) old and it feels like she was just born last week. It amazes me to watch her everyday and although the changes might be tiny, it is awesome to spot them. She smiles every so often and she coos and talks when she’s happy and gets to lie down and kick as she pleases. And she loves her baths.
And snuggling with us in the morning. That is my favorite part of the day. Once we get back home to San Diego, I get a little while before I go back to work so the peanut and I will have Mommy/Daughter time while Momma goes to work. Excited for that- I’m sure we will have lots of misadventures together.