The Legend of the St. Valentine's Day Fairy Dinosaur

Many people believe the dinosaurs became extinct because of some loopy meteorite showers. This is simply not true. The dinosaurs became extinct because they held out for love. Dinosaurs wouldn't settle for relationships of convenience (like the roaches for example). It was a tough choice between extinction and compromise. But in the end, they refused to procreate until they found that special someone ~ and as we all know, that's not easy when you're bigger than New York City and have a brain the size of a pea. So one by one the great dinosaurs died ~ Choosing to sacrifice their species rather than live in a world without love.

Only one dinosaur survived, the St. Valentine's Fairy Dinosaur. She lives to insure all other species find love ~ true love ~ and make the dinosaur's great sacrifice worthwhile. So on Valentine's Day, of all days ~ Get out there & love somebody ~ in honor of the dinosaurs.

Happy Valentine's Day!! Love . . . Lizzie

These make me laugh so damn hard ... keep in mind it is the 80's ... and I thought I was beyond cool ... so punk ... I so was not ... the first one was taken in Palm Springs [big punk hangout ... NOT] and I think I was 13 years old ... the second one was obviously taken at the mall [notice the Hot Dog on a Stick cup] also 13 years old ... and the last one was taken before we left for The Cure concert at Irvine Meadows ... I believe I was 15 in that one ... I am sorry the photos doesn't have my whole outfit ... I know the skirt was bitchen ... hahahaaa what a dork ... I just thought I would bring some laughter to everyone tonight ...

I must say by the end of the day I felt more like The Road Runner than Wile E. ...


a woman at work tried to push me around ... belittle me ... and yell ... [now mind you I am PMSing] but I didn't take any of her shit ... in fact I stood my ground and more ... totally spoke my mind ... and pushed back a bit [we were on the phone so it wasn't real pushing] ... it felt good ... each day I learn a little more about standing my ground and not taking all the shit that is dished out ...


when I got home David was in a good mood which helps so much ... not only that he went out and got cigs and coffee for us which I can't tell you how good that feels ... there are some days driving home I just don't want to do that stuff ... I just want to get in the car and drive straight home ...


he also taped Oprah for me ... I don't normally watch the show but I saw yesterday that they were going to do "The Best of the Best" and I wanted to check it out ... so even though I had to stay at work late ... I got to see the show and it was a groovy one ... everyone in the audience got a TiVo ... what a dream show that would have been to go watch ... I start drooling when I think about how great it would be to have TiVo ... that is like my wet dream [geek alert] ...


I got 2 loads of laundry done [which is literally only 10 items since we now have an apartment washer and dryer ... but I have had to walk my stuff 5 blocks in 2 feet of snow to get to a laundry mat so a small ass apartment dryer is bliss in comparison]


and I actually sat and read for a bit tonight ... everything was so calm and peaceful when I got home it washed away all the fucking horrible anxiety I experienced first thing this morning ...


oh and I almost forgot ... David gave me the sweetest Valentine's day card tonight ... not sure why it was tonight but it was the perfect time to get it ...


my mom dropped off "My Big Fat Greek Wedding" for us today too ... neither of us have seen it so I think we will watch it on Friday ...


now that I am all showered and ready for bed ... hump day is finally over ... schwoooooo

today I wish I were Wile E. Coyote ... and some huge acme anvil would drop from the sky on my head ... it is hardly 9 o'clock and I am having a shitty day ... that shouldn't be allowed to happen ... I just want to go home and crawl in bed ... and stay there for days ... god that would be nice ...


I am PMSing to the umpteenth degree ... Planned Parenthood wouldn't slip me a pack of pills this month since I was out ... so now I have to experience all my own emotions instead of medicating them with birth control ... fucking sucks ...


I think I have already broken down crying 3 times this morning ... and I didn't get here till 7:30 ... I was trying to explain what cramps are like to David yesterday ... I was telling him it was similar to getting punched in the stomach ... down low ... over and over and over again ... for days ... he couldn't believe it ...

I'm going to Graceland!!!!!!!!!

My brother and I went to Elvis' home back in 2000 when I was moving from Las Vegas to DC ... the place was amazing but we only had 3 short hours which just wasn't enough time ... so Jason, Jenny, David and I were all talking on Saturday night and decided in May we are going to road trip out there ... David and Jenny have never been and Jason and I just can't get enough ... we are going to leave early on a Friday ... drive to Nashville ... spend the night ... head out early for Memphis and spend the whole day at Graceland including dinner ... then drive back to Nashville to spend the night ... Sunday head home ... I am so excited ... we are going to have a blast ... my brother has already rented a car and found us a hotel ... what dorks we are ...

Last night we hung one of my projects over the bed and I just love how it came out so I must share ... to really be able to see it you gotta click on the thumbnail and see the full size picture ... :)

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When I was 5 I asked for my own phone and phone number ... crazy huh that a 5 year old would feel her parents were on the phone so much it was cutting into her own phone time ... but I feel in love with the phone as soon as I learned about it ... to blow me off my mom said "when you're 10" ... I mean that was a lifetime away to a 5 year old and she was sure I would find something new by that time ...


boy was she wrong ... almost every single day for the next 5 years I reminded her that I was getting a phone when I was 10 ... with my own number ... every time we went to the mall I wanted to stop at the AT&T store and check out the phones ... [this was back in the day when the phone company suppled you with a phone ... you didn't shoot over to BestBuy and buy your own] ... I could have spent hours in the store checking out all the phones ... I had to pick up each receiver and test how it felt wedging it between my ear and shoulder like I saw my mom do in the kitchen ...


March 21, 1980 finally arrived ... my 10th birthday and I was home with a severe case of Chicken Pox ... the appointment for the phone was already scheduled but I knew if the technician hadn't had The Pox yet I wouldn't be getting my phone ... when the bell rang my mom cracked the door open a little bit and asked the installer ... I sat with my fingers crossed on the living room chair waiting to hear the verdict ... when she pulled the door open all the way I knew ... dynamite I was getting my own phone and phone number ...


I had carefully chosen the white princess phone ... compact design was good ... large receiver meant I could cradle it between ear and shoulder ... I sat and watched in amazement as he hooked up my freedom for me ...


unfortunately everyone was still in school and I wanted to test out my phone so badly so my mom wrote down my dad's work number for me and said ... "why don't you give him a call" ... my heart raced ... I dialed the numbers carefully ... when the receptionist answered I asked for my dad ... when he picked up I started laughing and cheering and said ... "guess what I am calling you from my own phone ... in my room ... with my own number" ... it was just so exciting ...


I still remember my first phone number too ... 714-962-1430 ...