Waiting tables, sweeping floors, reading minds and solving mysteries for the undead. It's all in a day's work for Sookie...Cocktail waitress Sookie Stackhouse is on a streak of real bad luck. First, her co-worker gets murdered and no one seems to care. Then Sookie is attacked - and poisoned - late one night by some weird and apparently mythical beast. She only survives because the local vampires roll up and graciously suck the poison from her veins (like they didn't enjoy it). But in return the blood-suckers need a favor.Which is why Sookie ends up in Dallas, using her telepathic skills to search for a missing vampire, on the condition that her undead friends don't do anything, well, vampiric while she's there. Easier said than done. All it takes in one delicious blonde and one small mistake for things to turn deadly...
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Sookie Stackhouse is just a small-time cocktail waitress in small-town Louisiana. Until the vampire of her dreams walks into her life - and one of her coworkers checks out.....Maybe having a vampire for a boyfriend isn't such a bright idea.
My first thought was to post pictures of the people in my life who have died. And then I was going to post pictures of the people who are far away. But then I had a thought: Someone I really miss is the person I used to be....
Friday, April 29, 2011
Many historical figures inspire me..... but Abraham Lincoln was a great man. I wish I could stand up for all humans the way that he did.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
And then there are the things that are harder to represent in pictures....
I don't like loud noises. For example, I always tend to get a little freaked out when there are fireworks close to me. My family has learned to accept this and support me when we go to the fireworks shows on July 4th.
I am afraid of dying alone. When you do a google search for images of "dying alone" you get back some very odd things, and I just really didn't want to include any of those here.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Initially I was going to put pictures of my friends and family here, but thought differently as I've given so much homage to them over this month. Instead, I decided to dedicate this blog to two things that do man a lot to me..... Art and Nature and since both of these pictures were taken on a trip to Washington DC, they represent something else that means a lot to me and that is my country. I'm not going to get all political and preachy here, but I do believe strongly in what our country used to represent, what our constitution represents, and what our country was built on....
Monday, April 25, 2011
Sunday, April 24, 2011
In case you haven't figured this out yet, I do have put all these posts together and then scheduled them to be posted. So, when I first came across this requirement, I was trying to find a picture of a woman staring at a computer screen or something else to reflect the fact that my day is typically spent in front of a computer or on a phone or in a meeting or some other mundane office activity. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate my job and am glad that I have one, but I am not an office drone and really have a much more artistic soul that has to be suppressed when in the office. However, I then looked at the calendar to see what day of the week April 24th actually fell on this year and saw that it fell on a Sunday and I can't tell you how excited I was knowing that I would not actually be in the office, or at least I shouldn't be, and that I could display what I will be doing on this day.
Okay, so I will not be laying naked on a hillside reading, but there is a strong possibility that I will spend at least a portion of this day outside reading. This picture makes me happy, though, which is why I posted it instead of the skinny girl in bed reading.... If I'm not outside reading (or inside on the couch for that matter), then I will more than likely be doing some quilting. Following is a picture of Caryl Bryer Fallert, who is an amazing quilter and her use of color is unbelievable. I probably should have referenced her on Day 13 when I mentioned Freddy Moran as one of my favorite artists because Caryl is right up there as well, however, her name did not jump to the forefront of my mind, which tells me that while I admire her work and use of color, perhaps my subconscious is telling me something different.