Saturday, January 29, 2005

I've Been Targeted!

By Restless Angel:

Random 10
1. Lovers In The Backseat - Scissor Sisters
2. Me And My Monkey - Beatles
3. Leningrad - Billy Joel
4. Carry On Til Tomorrow - Badfinger
5. Sweet Georgia Brown - The Coasters
6. Spirit In The Sky - Norman Greenbaum
7. You Are The Girl - The Cars
8. Bang A Gong (Get It On) - T. Rex
9. The KKK Took My Baby Away - The Ramones
10.Pulled Up - Talking Heads

Total # of music files on computer:
Aw, hell....I don't know. It's Collin's computer and Collin's music!

Last CD you bought:
Stop All The World Now - Howie Day

Last song you listened to before this post:
Wild Wild West - The Escape Club (it was on the radio. The song going through my head, however, is Comfortably Numb by The Scissor Sisters.)

Name five songs you often listen to or mean a lot to you:
1. Coppertone Blues - Pete Ham
2. Extraordinary - Liz Phair
3. Stupid - Sarah McLachlan
4. Accidentally In Love - Counting Crows
5. Mouth - Merrill Bainbridge

My 3 Victims.....
Derek S

And of course anyone else who wants to do this. I love quizzes, especially about music! :)


Friday, January 28, 2005

We're All So Lucky He's Witty

Before we get any farther today, I wanted to let everyone know that Mom has a new, funny post. Every day she's been checking her comments and only has 3 so far so go over and say hi!!

Okay, on to my post: For as long as I can remember, I've been fascinated with Rasputin, known to the world as The Mad Monk who brought about the downfall of the Romanov Dynasty in Russia. I remember Mom telling me about his death one day, although I can't recall what brought up the subject. It might have been that was when the whole Anna Anderson scandal was heating up & I was interested in the romantic notion that one of the Romanov's had survived the massacre and that's why she started telling me about Rasputin. Whatever her motivation, I've never forgotten what she told me:

He was poisoned, beaten, shot, tied in a sheet and thrown in the Neva River. When he was found he was frozen in the position of trying to claw through the ice that covered the river; he didn't drown, he froze to death!

Last year, I read The Rasputin Files by Edvard Radzinsky. It was an amazing look at the peasant's life. If you're interested at all in Russian history or just the life of someone who rose from nothing to have the ear of the Empress, read this book!! After I read it, I came to the conclusion that Rasputin was not the evil that people have made him out to be throughout the years - he was misunderstood and feared.


So...the point of this post, finally, is this: I was book shopping with Collin last weekend and picked up a different book about Rasputin because there were pictures in it that weren't in the other one. I was telling Collin about how I found a Rasputin watch on Ebay a while back with a picture of him on the face. Collin, with such a straight face, said, "I hope it was waterproof."

This morning he informed me that I'm lucky he's so witty. *Sigh* I suppose he's right!


Wednesday, January 26, 2005

Psycho Therapy Is What They Wanna Give Me!

Take the quiz: "Which Dead Rock Star Are You?"

Joey Ramone
You are Joey Ramone! Hey, ho, lets go! Yeah, you're a happy little one, aren't you? Joey was dying and yet he did a cover of What A Wonderful World. You can't get more poppy than that. A hero, you are. Oh, he died in 2001 from cancer, poor guy.


Tuesday, January 25, 2005

My Birthday!! Yay!!

Yes, it's my birthday! Happy birthday to me! It's also my Aunt Rose's birthday, ex-Bronco & ESPN football analyst Marc Schlereth's birthday and Gabe, this guy who works with me... today's his birthday as well. But most importantly, it's MY birthday! :)

I have to work, though. I used all my time off during the Christmas shut-down so I'm stuck here on this most auspicious day. Did you know that today is a holiday in Italy? It is! It's something like Vesta de Republica or something like that. My trainee Nancy used to live in Italy so she told me all about it! I think it's just a ruse to celebrate my birthday! Ha!

I've already gotten some gifts: Collin got me a genealogy program for the computer, Sex & The City Season 1 DVD, While You Were Sleeping DVD, Roxette's Greatest Hits CD & Practical Magic DVD! Mom & Dad got me a brand new washing machine!! Whoooo!!!!! It's a Frigidaire and it's AWESOME! Lowe's delivered it Thursday to my apartment... they showed up at 7:15am and had it in and hooked up and the broken one out by 7:30! It was amazing how quick & efficient they were. You don't see that too often anymore.

My best birthday: when the Broncos won the Super Bowl vs. Green Bay. We had a HUGE birthday/Super Bowl party at Mom & Dad's place and I never got more presents than that year! (After all, isn't that what birthdays are all about? LOL) I remember sitting on the loveseat with Mom & my cousins Mandy & Amy and during the last play we were standing up, holding hands & praying Brett Favre didn't get that 4th down conversion. And then John Mobley knocked the pass down and we knew - we were WORLD CHAMPIONS!!!

My worst birthday: The Super Bowl loss to the Giants on my 16th birthday. We went to Ray & MaryBeth's place for a combo party and it was the saddest day ever!! BUT!! I had written a letter that year to free safety Tony Lilly (#22) and told him that he was my favorite player (I went only on looks then - I was 16!!) and that the day of the Super Bowl was my birthday. Between plays at one point, they showed the Goodyear Blimp...the scrolling message read: "HAPPY BIRTHDAY..." and then they switched cameras and I never saw who the birthday wish was for. I like to think it was for me from Tony Lilly! :)

And I'm not telling how old I am. :P


Sunday, January 23, 2005

Officially Freaked Out!!

I'm not sure if I've ever mentioned this nightmare before. If I
have, bear with me, it's quite essential to this post.

When I was 7, my family & I moved into the house on Hackberry. Derek
& I have both posted before, talking about how we believed it was
haunted and the creepy little things that happened there. I'm sure
I mentioned my Snow White poster where both Derek & I heard the evil queen
talking and saw it wink at us. About that time period was when I
had this dream:

I was in bed and I couldn't sleep so I got up and went into the living
room where Mom was watching a soap opera. She said that on the show,
this woman's clock was going to strike 3 and her doorbell would ring
3 times. Mom was very into seeing what would happen when that woman
opened her door. So I started watching, too. When the TV clock struck
3 times, our clock struck 3 as well. Then the TV doorbell chimed 3 times
and...*gasp!*...SO DID OURS!! I was terrified and I hid behind this old
brown velour chair we had. Mom got up and answered the door. Into our
house walked 3 devils.

That dream scared the bejeezus out of me! What kind of a 7 or 8 year
old dreams about things like that??? The devils were the cartoony kind
that a kid would imagine, though; red with horns, cloven hooves, red
capes, carrying the red pitchfork. They were even smiling. I remember
that very well.

Anyway, this nightmare has stayed with me forever! Every once in a while,
something happen to make me think about it and tonight - OH MY GOD! Did
I ever start thinking about it.

Nancy, one of my trainees, brought in a book for me to read entitled
The Demonoligist. It's about cases worked on by the famous demonologists,
Ed & Lorraine Warren. I've read a lot of their books, but not this one
because it had been out of print, so of course I was excited to start
reading it. First chapter, though, and I'm flipping!

Here's the paragraph I just read: "At the third stroke, Ed looked up,
listened into the darkness, then went back to writing. It was three
o'clock in the morning, the true witching hour, the hour of the

Ummmm.....see? See why I'm all freaked out? Somehow, did my little
8 year old mind KNOW that detail? Was that why I dreamed of three
devils coming to the house at 3am? Or was that just a coincidence?
Cuz I swear I never knew that before half an hour ago! "The hour of
the Antichrist?" What the heck? I know when I was little, anything
about the Antichrist and the rapture and all that scared me to death!
Mom read to me from the Bible about it and tried to put me at ease
but I don't remember anything specific from what she read me. Does it
mention in there about 3am? Did that tidbit stick in my head? I
remember thinking that that nightmare came out of nowhere but maybe
I was too young to start interpreting my dreams.

Whatever the meaning, I'm now more freaked out than I think I was
25 years ago!


Friday, January 21, 2005

Dying For Hockey

I saw this when I logged on to AOL today. I was really afraid that this would happen, albeit I was thinking it could have been my Dad! But this doesn't surprise me...I wonder if Bettman will even take this seriously. I think that the NHL needs to listen to their fans. This would be a good place to start:

Archie Bennitz, 84, instructed his son to criticize NHL commissioner Gary Bettman and union leader Bob Goodenow in his death notice.

Bennitz called Bettman and Goodenow "skunks for denying him the pleasure of watching the NHL on TV this year," the obituary in the Ottawa Citizen read. Bennitz also urged Bettman to step aside in favor of Wayne Gretzky.

David Bennitz said his father had become increasingly angry during his last month in the hospital as the lockout dragged on. Hockey was the only thing he watched on TV.

Bennitz, who was born in Nova Scotia and grew up just north of Toronto, was a dedicated Maple Leafs fan. He developed a soft spot for the Ottawa Senators, however, after he moved to Ottawa about three years ago to be closer to his family

I'm definitely not a Gretzky fan but if he can get the NHL back up & running and get me some hockey to watch then more power to him!


Thursday, January 20, 2005

Hey My Tallest! My Tallest!

You scored as The Allmighty Tallest. You are the Allmighty Tallest! You rule over others, and you always get your way. SNACKS ROCK!



The Allmighty Tallest








Professor Membrane


Ms. Bitters


Which Invader Zim Charecter are You?
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Wednesday, January 19, 2005

Distant Cousins

A long time ago. Mom informed me that the only famous person (that she knew of) that we were related to was Jenny Lind, aka The Swedish Nighhtingale. I found a biography of her when I was in elementary school and read it. I was amazed to learn that she was friends with (I think) Queen Victoria...and she toured with PT Barnum...and Hans Christen Anderson proposed to her & she turned him down. She ended up marrying her pianist who was like 11 years younger than her. I found this at

Johanna Maria Lind
(October 6, 1820 - November 2, 1887), better known as Jenny Lind, was a Swedish-born singer.

From a young age, she was noted for her singing voice. When she was nine years old, her singing was overheard by a passerby, who the next day came with a music master and paid her uncle, who had charge of Lind, to give her up. She began to sing on stage when she was ten, and by the age of 16 she was a favorite in the Royal Swedish Opera. She was received throughout Europe with tremendous acclaim. She studied in 1841 with Manuel Garcia.


In 1850, Lind sailed to the United States and under the management of P.T. Barnum, went on a concert tour of a number of cities. The tour was a great success, and she became known in the press as the "Swedish Nightingale". While in the States, she married a young pianist, Otto Goldschmidt. They returned to Europe together in 1852 and she ceased her singing career. She became a philanthropist.


Tuesday, January 18, 2005

Balloon of Doom!

The supernatural has been a long-running subject in my posts as well as
Derek's. It seems that weird things happen quite often around this family.

Last week at work, my trainees Nancy & Jeanene, along with yours truly, were
sitting around talking about ghosts and how this place we work is haunted and
how the pizza place I used to work is haunted, blah blah blah. Nancy piped up
with the fact that most of her library of books at home deal with the
supernatural and she'd be glad to bring some in for Jeanene & I to read. Not
that I don't already have a butt-load of books to read but still...when she
brought in an armful the next night, I grabbed a couple and tore through them.

These two books reminded me of a story that I don't think Derek or I have
related yet. It concerns a possessed balloon.

It was one of those shiny Mylar balloons that you buy at the grocery store's
flower department. I don't remember what it looked like, I don't remember
whose balloon it was, although I'm thinking it might have been for Mom.

Important side note: Whenever anyone got anything such as flowers or balloons,
we always placed them in the middle of the dining room table for everyone to
see and enjoy (except Dad - he hates balloons. And rugs. And candles. Go
figure!). When you walked into the house, you were in the living room and
directly in front of you was the dining room. The balloon was tied to the
dining room chair for about two or three days.

Now, you know how those Mylar balloons start to droop after a couple days?
This one didn't droop. No, it increased it's balloony power and stayed fully
inflated day after day after day...and then somehow it got untied from the
chair. All I know is that I was in the bathroom that was around the corner
from the dining room and when I came around, AAH! There was the balloon,
floating there, menacingly. I batted it away and walked on into the living
room. For about two days, that balloon followed us around the house. You'd
see it hanging somewhere as you walked by, turn around and BAM! There it was,
staring at you with it's evil balloon-ness.

Of course, we started watching it, saying, "It'll deflate soon. It'll deflate
soon. It has to - it's a BALLOON!" It never did. It just hung around,
scaring the crap out of us. Finally, we threw it out. I'm not sure if one of
us deflated it then threw it out or maybe it left of it's own valition, off to
do more demonic balloony damage!


Sunday, January 16, 2005

Inside My Bathroom

The other day, Monkey* mentioned how much of his wife's stuff is in their shower/bathroom and that got me to looking around mine and noticing how much "girly stuff" I really have. I've never quite thought of myself as a girly-girl but I might have to change my way of thinking. Here's the list of crap (no pun intended) in my bathroom:


-4 bottles of shampoo (or should I say "poo", Monkey?)
-2 bottles of conditioner
-2 bars of soap, one regular and one peach scented
-bottle of soap flakes
-apricot facial scrub
-5 bottles of differently scented body wash
-razor (hot pink, of course)
-shaving lotion
-bath salts
-pumice stone


-bath fizzie balls
-bath confetti
-foot scrub
-foot lotion
-little treasure chest with comb, brush & book for baths
-Listerine (citrus)
-3 different body sprays


-7 bottles of differently scented body washes
-frizz fixer gel
-peel off moisturizing masque
-body lotion


-M&M lunch box where I keep all my make-up (do NOT get me started on THAT!)
-little box for my rings & necklaces
-3 different body oils
-green apple body glitter spray
-Avon Bust Sculp**
-facial clenser
-green tea warming masque
-toothbrushes (2) & toothpaste (3)
-shampoo & conditioner from The Luxor that I will never use
-lip gloss
-facial cleanser
-3 different body lotions
-White Shoulders perfume
-foot spray
-shimmering body powder
-4 bottles of differently scented bubble baths


-untold number of bottles of fingernail polish
-2 cans of mousse
-hair putty
-dead sea scrubbing salts
-5 bottles of perfume/body spray
-3 bottles of body lotion

See??? I had no idea I had all that until I really looked! It's totally crazy!

* = I had the strangest dream the other night. I was with Derek, Trevor & Collin and we had been invited to a party at Monkey's house. In this dream, he lived here in Colorado and was, apparently, single. We went over and partied a bit and then Monkey said he was going to bed but we could feel free to hang out as long as we liked. The boys wanted to stay but I thought it would be rude so I made them leave. I forgot something after we walked out so I went back in and Monkey walked out of the back of the house in only a jockstrap! I kept telling myself "Don't look, Heather!" It was just bizarre!

** = This guy at work, Mike, his wife has started selling Avon and right before Christmas, he brought in some catalogues for me & the other ladies on our floor to check out. I decided to order a few things, one of them being this thing called "Bust Sculpt." If used regularly, it's supposed to firm up your boobs within 4 weeks. I was a little embarrassed buying it, knowing that Mike would be giving it to me. Would he look in the bag? Would he see it when it came in? All I can hope for is that his wife did everything and all he did was hand me the bag, clueless as to what my purchase was. Anyway, when I ordered it, I mentioned to Collin that I had bought this. He asked if it was called "Nary-A-Jiggle" or "Rock Hard Jugs." I was a little disappointed when it came in and it was only called Bust Sculpt. BTW, I've been using it now for 4 weeks and I'm not sure if they're any firmer or not! I'll keep you all updated!


Friday, January 14, 2005

Quiz Fever!

You're a sexy girl! You are beautiful, and you
love attention from guys, and are very
flirtatous. You might come off as a slut and
bitch to some but I think you have another side
to you that is pleaing for attention, love, and
care. You might be confident on the outside but
don't be afraid to unleash a more sensitive
side. Be better than just the average sex

What kind of girl are you? (with pix!)
brought to you by Quizilla


Wednesday, January 12, 2005

I Stole This From Jenn

This looked like fun & I wanted to try it so here goes:

3 names you go by:

3 screen names you've had:

3 things you like about yourself:
My eyes
My handwriting
My knowledge of tunes

3 things you hate/dislike about yourself.
My weight
My blotchy skin
Being shy

3 parts of your heritage:

3 things that scare you:
Never having children
Anything happening to my family
Collin realizing I'm so totally not worthy of his love

3 of your everyday essentials:
Peak 95.1

3 things you're wearing right now:
My fave red sweater
my fat jeans
my brand new bra

3 of your favorite bands/artists:
Skid Row
No Doubt/Gwen Stefani

3 of your favorite songs at present:
Rich Girl - Gwen Stefani
Vertigo - U2
Somebody Told Me - The Killers

3 of your favorite songs EVER:
Timeless - Badfinger
Ex-Girlfriend - No Doubt
Save A Prayer - Duran Duran

3 new things you want to try in the next 12 months:
Finishing my family tree
Keep my new place clean
Lose weight (although that's not new)

3 things you want in a relationship (love is a given):
a best friend

2 truths and a lie:(no particular order to keep ya guessing)
I did the Doubles Skate at Skate City with Kelly Reno, the kid from The Black Stallion movie
I kissed the guitarist for Skid Row
I won a dinner with Patrick Roy

3 Physical things about a love interest that appeal:
Sense of humor

3 things you just can't do:
Save money
Chin ups

3 of your favorite hobbies:
Spending time with Collin

3 things you want to do really badly right now:

okay, okay, seriously:

go to sleep
work on genealogy
learn the words to all the songs on Gwen Stefani's CD

3 careers you're considering:

3 places you want to go on vacation:
New York

3 kids names (either boy or girl):

3 things you want to do before you die:
Have kids
Visit Sweden
completely finish the family tree

3 people who have to take this quiz now:


Update on my Time

I'm here, I'm here! I've been working - a 4 day week (bleh!) and then on my off-time I've resurrected my genealogy project. Collin was sweet enough to buy me an early birthday present which was a new genealogy program for my computer. I've been having a blast with it! I already have over 2600 people entered and I haven't even made a dent in what I have. The internet can be a wonderful tool sometimes!

What sucks, though, is when I first started doing the genealogy, had this awesome database where other people posted their family trees and I got some real gems from there! Last week, I went back to find out some minor details and found that now, in order to access that database, you have to PAY! It had been FREE the last time I was there! I think it $20/month or $50 for a whole year of access to not only the database but all their records. I hope it's all their records cuz I'm planning on paying that fifty bucks as a birthday present to myself!

My biggest obstacle has been finding anything out about my Dad's father's side of the family; if anyone out there knows anything about the Knight family from West Virginia, LET ME KNOW!!! They were from Manonghea County..something like that - I know it's spelled weird and I don't think it exists anymore. I'll have to check. Also, on my Mom's mother's side, I can find squat about my great great great great grandfather, Govan Littlefield. It's like he disappeared into thin air! I heard from a distant cousin that he died before my great great great grandmother was born in 1872 or 1874 or somewhere around there...and I think it was in Cheyenne County, AL. Again, any info would be greatly appreciated by not only myself but my grandma! And, I imagine, everyone around me who's tired of hearing me whine about Govan! Ha!

Maybe one day when I finish it (yeah, right!) I'll post the tree! I think it's interesting.

So, that's what I've been up to! I have a really long, kinda sad & funny post planned for you all soon!! Bye for now!


Thursday, January 06, 2005

Um...about my sammich?

I love Subway. I did the "Jared Diet" 2 years ago and lost a lot of weight and now i need to do it again. So, I went there for lunch today to get my regular: roast beef on wheat with dijon horseradish sauce, lettuce & onions. Sure it gives me nasty horseradish-onion breath but Damn! It's a good sammich and it's GOOD FOR ME! What really does it for me, though, has always been the horseradish sauce. Tangy and spicy and 0h-so-FREAKIN'-yummy!

So - conversation with the dumb-ass girl working at the 8th Street Subway today:

Bertie: (That was her name. I heard the other lady say it when she said, "Bertie! Run across the street to Popeye's and grab a handful of straws. We're out. Yeah, a handful should do it, lady!) What would you like on your sandwich?

Me: Horseradish...

Bertie: We're out of that. Actually, we discontinued it.

Me: NOOOOOoooooo!!!!! That's my favorite! It's the only reason I get your sandwiches!

Bertie: (blank bitchy I-don't-give-a-fuck look on her short stupid face.)

Me: Fine. I'll take the sweet onion sauce.

So I did. And it was fine but....COME ON!!! WHYYYYY (said like Gir when Zim throws his Piggy into the time machine) would they discontinue my sauce? WHYYYYY? *Sigh* I guess it's sweet onion sauce or honey mustard for me now.

Goodbye saucie! I loveded you!


Wednesday, January 05, 2005

Nothing In My Head

I have nothing to blog about. I hate it when that happens.

Well, here's a little something to keep you somewhat interested:

Collin & the kids came to have dinner with me the other night at work. I drove us all to Taco Bell and then to Baskin Robins for dessert. Justin was complaining that my car was being evil to him and I was trying to tell him not to give Bella ideas. That's my car, Isabella - Bella for short.

(Funny side note: A lady at work is pregnant and due any day. She's having a girl and they're naming her Isabella. I've had to bite my tongue not to say, "Oh! That's my car's name!!")

Jordyn then piped up with a "better" name for my car: Multi-Dark Difficult. She was seriously trying to get me to change Bella's name and she tried to enlist Dad's help in her quest.

"Dad, isn't Multi-Dark Difficult a great name?"

"Well, I think you should wait and save it for when you get a car of your own."

There was just the slightest of pauses before "I'M GETTING A CAR?!?!?!?" She was so excited. It was sad to see her bubble burst!


Monday, January 03, 2005

Year Of The Book

Last year I decided to see just how many books I could read in a year. I
figured the number would end up being considerable because mainly that's all I
do at work after everything is started up and running smoothly. I went month
by month and kept track of every book I read. Here's the tally:

The Rasputin Files - Edvard Radzinsky
Catherine The Great - Henri Troyat
Odd Thomas - Dean Koontz
One Door Away From Heaven - Dean Koontz
No Second Chance - Harlan Coben

False Memory - Dean Koontz
Fear Nothing - Dean Koontz
Sieze The Night - Dean Koontz
By The Light Of The Moon - Dean Koontz
Cold Case - Stephen White
He Sees You When You're Sleeping - Mary Higgins Clark & Carol Higgins Clark
Holly - Jude Deveraux
CSI: Cold Burn - Max Allan Collins
Privileged Information - Stephen White
Harm's Way - Stephen White
Remote Control - Stephen White

Blinded - Stephen White
The Cat Who Talked Turkey - Lillian Jackson Braun
Wild Orchids - Jude Deveraux
Suzanne's Diary For Nicholas - James Patterson
Only His - Elizabeth Lowell
Only Mine - Elizabeth Lowell
Only You - ELizabeth Lowell
Only Love - Elizabeth Lowell
Death Of A PTA Goddess - Leslie O'Kane
Critical Conditions - Stephen White
Warning Signs - Stephen White
Autumn Lover - Elizabeth Lowell
Winter Fire - Elizabeth Lowell

Angels & Demons - Dan Brown
The Bride - Julie Garwood
The Secret - Julie Garwood
The Prize - Julie Garwood
The Wedding - Julie Garwood
Ransom - Julie Garwood
Eden Burning - Elizabeth Lowell
Naked In Death - JD Robb

This Time Love - Elizabeth Lowell
Full Tilt - Janet Evanovich & Charlotte Hughes
Full Speed - Janet Evanovich & Charlotte Hughes
Full Blast - Janet Evanovich & Charlotte Hughes
Patriot's Dream - Barbara Michaels
The Cottage - Danielle Steele
The Bad Beginning - Lemony Snicket
The Reptile Room - Lemony Snicket
The Wide Window - Lemony Snicket
The Miserable Mill - Lemony Snicket
The Austere Academy - Lemony Snicket
The Ersatz Elevator - Lemony Snicket
The Vile Village - Lemony Snicket
The Hostile Hospital - Lemony Snicket
The Carnivorous Carnival - Lemony Snicket
The Slippery Slope - Lemony Snicket
Moving Target - Elizabeth Lowell
Just One Look - Harlan Coben
Nighttime Is My Time - Mary Higgins Clark

Higher Authority - Stephen White
Private Practices - Stephen White
Manner Of Death - Stephen White
The Program - Stephen White

The Taking - Dean Koontz
Bringing Up Father - George McManus
Ten Big Ones - Janet Evanovich
A Spell For Chameleon - Piers Anthony
Killer Smile - Lisa Scottoline
Borrower Of The Night - Elizabeth Peters

Give The Dog A Bone - Leslie O'Kane
Revenge Of The Cootie Girls - Sparkle Hayter
Die For Love - Elizabeth Peters
Devil May Care - Elizabeth Peters
The Jackal's Head - Elizabeth Peters
Night Train To Memphis - ELizabeth Peters
The Camelot Caper - Elizabeth Peters
Trojan Gold - Elizabeth Peters
Legend In Green Velvet - Elizabeth Peters
What's A Girl Gotta Do? - Sparkle Hayter

Abarat - Clive Barker
The Crystal Cave - Mary Stewart
Red Dwarf - Grant Naylor
The Colour Of Magic - Terry Pratchett
The Light Fantastic - Terry Pratchett
Equal Rites - Terry Pratchett
Mort - Terry Pratchett
Reaper Man - Terry Pratchett

Soul Music - Terry Pratchett
The Second Time Around - Mary Higgins Clark
Dark Road Home - Karen Harper
Eric - Terry Pratchett
Kill The Messenger - Tami Hoag
Sourcery - Terry Pratchett
Temptation Of A Proper Governess - Cathy Maxwell
Wyrd Sisters - Terry Pratchett
Good Omens - Terry Pratchett & Neil Gaiman

Always - Jude Deveraux
Pyramids - Terry Pratchett
Mimosa Grove - Dinah McCall
The Last Hero - Terry Pratchett
Small Gods - Terry Pratchett
Guards! Guards! - Terry Pratchett
The Complete History Of Oscar - Gail Kinn & Jim Piazza
Thief Of Time - Terry Pratchett
The Grim Grotto - Lemony Snicket
Witches Abroad - Terry Pratchett

Moving Pictures - Terry Pratchett
Silhouette In Scarlet - Elizabeth Peters
Lords & Ladies - Terry Pratchett

Whew! That's a lot of books The final total comes to: (drum roll please!)
106. Heck, I thought it would be more. I guess that can be my New Year's
resolution: Read more than 106 books this year!!

Happy New Year Everyone!!!!!!!!1


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