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It's unbelievable how good you are Dom! I mean really, just amazing. I enjoyed this chapter so much and I can't wait for more... Loving how Rory is reacting to learning the truth finally and having to admit that he hasn't been exactly honest and open either. Hugs, Viv

Happy Birthday to my quarter century old cheez it eating, green loving, amazing pillar of a friend! Hope it was a great one! Viv

Okay Michael, just for you hun TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey Name: Birthday: Eye Color: Hair Color: Height: Right Handed or Left Handed: Your Heritage: The Shoes You Wore Today: Your Weakness: Your Fears: Your Perfect Pizza: Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger: Thoughts First Waking Up: Your Best Physical Feature: Your Bedtime: Pepsi or Coke: Do you Smoke: Do you Swear: Do you Sing: Do you belive in yourself: Do you think you are Attractive: Are you a Health Freak: Do you play an Instrument: Ever been called a Tease: What country would you most like to Visit: Number of CDs I own: Number of Piercings: Number of Tattoos: Saying that Bothers You:

Okay, here is another one... I don't know why, but I find these things so intruiging, just giving someone the chance to answer about themselves and not being forced to choose an answer that only partially applies to them, like when you are given choices 'a' through 'd' and some sound a little like you but none are really accurate either. Anyway, have fun, I did TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey Name: Vivian, Viv, Vivy (to Jon), Vivian! (to Joey!), Sweetie (to Davey), Hun (to Chris), Sugar (to Matt, sometimes), and Honey (to Rich) Ace (my camp name, you can't imagine how tired you can get of hearing your own name until you have spent 3 days witha bunch of 9 year old girls) Yikes, I almost forgot Mooooooooooooom!!!, hehehe Birthday: June 20th, 1977 Eye Color: Hazel green, brown Hair Color: Dark auburn brown Height: 5'3" Right Handed or Left Handed: Right Your Heritage: Italian, German, Irish, Romanian... The Shoes You Wore Today: Flip flops and loafers for work Your Weakness: People who ask me for things cause I have this tendency to not know how to say no. Your Fears: I guess I'll go with death, but really it is not being here to see my kids and their kids, etc. Your Perfect Pizza: Any kind with extra cheese and veggies, yumm Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: Take some time for myself, I think I am getting better at it slowly. Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger: hehehehehe Thoughts First Waking Up: I'm cold... brrrr Your Best Physical Feature: Hmmm, I guess I'll go with my.... Crap I don't know, you tell me! Your Bedtime: After the kids go to bed and Pepsi or Coke: Coke but I really perfer water to be honest. Do you Smoke: NO! Do you Swear: Mmm hmmm, but I'm cute so I can get away with it Do you Sing: Yes! I am so that crazy chick in her car next to you singing! Do you belive in yourself: Yes, but I also know my limits. Do you think you are Attractive: I have my good points just like everyone does, I dunno really... Are you a Health Freak: No, but I am trying to be healthy. Do you play an Instrument: No Ever been called a Tease: Only playfully by Rich... What country would you most like to Visit: Italy definately! and I have been seeing some great pictures of Scotland lately Number of CDs I own: Less than 50, I don't know exactly Number of Piercings: 4 - 2 in each ear, but I only wear one pair of earrings so... Number of Tattoos: 0 Saying that Bothers You: Six of one, half a dozen of the other... supposed to mean the same thing but how can some of one thing and some of a whole other thing be the same thing???? Okay that's all folks... As for an update I think I will try and send in the next chapter tonight so that it should hopefully be up by tomorow... but I won't be able to until late so it may be Thursday before it actually is up for you to read... Thanks for all the kind words guys! It means a lot to me, really... Hugs, Viv

I know, but I'll never tell... Maybe a little down time between parties little brother Hugs, Viv

Okay, so my day started early as usual, and when I say early I mean 1:30 am, which is when I get up for work, ugh. Anyway I went to check my schedule for next week, which is the same every week anyway, same days and shifts for over a year now, and it is all screwed up for next week. I'm not scheduled to do the job I always do and so I immediately look to see who is scheduled instead... anyway I figure I'll wait and ask the girl I work with when she finally rolls out of bed and joins me at 6:00 am. So when she finally shows up and I have been wondering and worrying , not really sure why except that no one said anything to me about making any changes, I ask her what the deal is with my schedule for next week. Now I am her backup or assistant although we basically do the same job, and she tells me she has no idea what's up and that she hasn't seen the schedule. She tells me that my 'way too cute for his own good or mine' boss said she was supposed to train this other girl. So I'm thinking...hmmmmmmmm?? So she walks off giving me absolutely no useful information and I am left still wondering what the f**k is going on and decide that when my 'way too cute for his own good or mine' boss comes in at 8:00 am that I will ask him exactly that! We kind of have this fun, friendly, flirty, joking relationship so no worries about the language, anyway, I figure that attacking him when he walks in the door or just camping out in his office is not the way to go here so I just have to get my control freak self to chill out and wait till I run into him on the sales floor. It happens every other day so I know it will eventually. :wacko: So when I do finally run into him I go up and this is the conversation that took place: Viv: Umm, can we have a little talk about my schedule next week? (big smiles and shameless flirting of course) Boss: Why didn't you apply for any of the scan coordinator openings? Viv: (not the response I was expecting):blink:I don't think I'm ready yet. Boss: Yeah you are, you know more than the girl from my last store. Viv: But I don't know everything yet. Boss: You'll be fine, besides I already talked to Cindy (lady in charge of this department for our region) and you are filling out the bid form today. Viv: Uh, oh... well what store is it for? (don't really want to transfer away from all the friends I have, but I am currently at my 7th store already so...) Boss: I don't know but don't worry, they won't put you too far from home. Then I get home from work and Rich made me some lunch! Yay, and then I took a nap , followed by the great sex , and then I got up and checked my blog here and saw all your great messages and I checked my email and I had 9 fan mails from readers of my story! Also Tony is home visiting from college this weekend so I got to hang with him a little although most of his time is spent visiting friends or the girlfriend, but I understand. Okay now the story update... I have the next chapter done already, cause I knew people would be as demanding as I am and it will be up maybe by Tuesday or Wednesday, depending how much writing I get done this tomorrow.

As always Dom, AMAZING WORK! Thanks for the time and all the effort it takes to write a great story that you give. Hugs, Viv

Holy crap!!! That is a great story! The upside is at least you didn't forget your paper... Viv

Okay, so always the giver huh? Sounds like me a little which can get you into trouble emotionally at times, but I guess it's what makes us who we are so... Anyway Green, lots of for you for being such a good human being. Viv

Okay, so some of you may remember me previously thanking certain people for their help on this 'thing' I was working on... I will say today, for the record that I am writing a story... Yay! (I hope anyway) I will be posting it on www.nifty.org sometime this week for anyone who is interested in reading it. It's called 'From Behind Those Eyes' and will most likely be in the High School section. I have heard it's good but then again, the guys who are telling me that know I WILL kick some ass if they aren't nice to me, and or kinda really like me so I guess I will leave it up to you to decide for yourselves. This is my first real attempt at writing something of my own after editing and proofing for some other great authors, so beware, it might really suck although I hope not, I really have tried to make it good and easy to read... and don't forget HOT! hehehe Anyway, on to the public thank you portion of the blog... I guess I will start with Matthew PazCastillo I know he will hate this and deny any involvement, hehehe, but he is the one who talked me into trying to write a story in the first place. He has been my mentor, advisor, motivator, and definately friend, so to Matty, I say thank you so much! On to my two little brothers, Davey and Chris... What can I say really? Davey has saved my ass on this soooooo many times I can't even count and he and Chris shared a very personal story with me to help me 'research' I guess I'll call it. Countless hours of reading proofs and planning, plotting, and collaborating together... thanks guys, I love you both so much!! (One for each of you) Okay, now on to the peanut gallery just kidding, you guys have helped so much by encouraging me and telling me how great the story is and demanding more :wacko: hehehe Joey! for his vocabulary and thesaurus skills. Drew for his companionship and being the guy I bounce stuff off of. Jon for never acknowledging my shameless flirting, it's in my nature, I can't help it Jared for appreciating muscles, who doesn't? Will for actually being able to shock me, and that takes a lot. Mike for your well thought out comments, I really appreciate your time. Jules for just being you... Let me see, did I miss anyone here? I think YES! I should thank Rich for sharing the computer with me, even if it was by force most of the time I love you honey!! Anyway, enough sappy stuff! Please enjoy the story and let me know what you think. Hugs, Viv PS. Joey is so the man right now!! I have just heard back from nifty and it should be up tomorrow in the high school section, thanks to Joey, who in case you didn't hear... is the man!

Okay, so let me just start by saying that I have just finished eating a bag of yummy cheese popcorn for breakfast So yesterday was Sunday and I usually try to go grocery shopping on Sundays because even though I work in the grocery store when I get off work, no one is here to help carry in all the groceries I just spent an hour shopping for, so I wait and get help on when they are home, even if it means I am there on my day off! Well, Rich has 'decided' that it would be 'better' and 'cheaper' if we tried shopping at Costco. It is some big warehouse place where you buy items in bulk quantities for a cheaper price. Anyway you have to be a member to shop there so after he finds us the parking space the furthest possible place from the door, and looks over at me blushing, and says "What?" I take that opportunity to ask him if they provide a shuttle service to the door... anyway we get inside and we have to fill out the membership form and pay $45 to join and then the guy says we have to take our pictures to go on the back of rhe membership cards... We begin the shopping... and my daughter, the drama queen, but oh so sweet, is in tears saying how she wants to go back to Albertsons, and it's not going to be her fault if we get lost in here cause we don't know where anything is in this big ass place, and I think she can tell I'm pissed, but I have reconciled myself to the fact that we have to try it so that he can figure out how this plan just sucks... and she keeps asking me if I'm okay and if I'm mad... obvious I guess, but we press on... So after we make our way around the humongous place once and I have picked up some items on my list, I say, "Okay, I think we're done here," and Rich makes this face at me like... you have got to be kidding me... and then the argument ensues... or angered discussion I guess I'll call it cause we weren't yelling or anything, I mean come on, what kind of person do you take me for? Anyway, I try to calmly point out how it isn't cheaper to buy 12 tomatoes for $7 if you will only use 2 by the time they go bad and you have to throw them out and how it doesn't make sense to me to buy 4 containers of orange juice which you have to keep refridgerated when we won't have room for anything else then. He says he really wants us to try to get all the stuff on the list from there, even if that means we have to try a different brand than we are used to, and then I tell him that I refuse to buy my produce there for the above mentioned reason and that where will we put the gallon sized jar of mayo? I mean really, come on now, who needs that much mayo? Plus by the time you put the four containers of orange juice and the two minimum gallons of milk and then the gallon of mayo, where else will we put anything in the fridge? And we have a BIG fridge! So he proceeds to drag us around AGAIN on the second lap to go over the list AGAIN... sigh. By this time I am... way pissed, putting it nicely, but I am being cool about it cause I know this is how he works... and I think I better let him try to be in control once in a while... anyway, we leave there spending $200 on top of the $45 membership fee, and then still have to go to the regular grocery store anyway to get the things this place didn't have or I refused to budge on, like produce. Spent $85 more dollars there and then got home and carried all the crap inside and put it away before I make dinner. We finally sit down to eat at like 8:10 pm... and then have to rush to get the kids ready for school and in bed. Anyway, all this and I forgot to mention the little old sample lady rapping about her seven layer bean dip that she was sampling And to top it all off... he called me picky and stubborn and a sabatuer of his great plan! Mm hmm that is what I said... SABATUER!!!, as if! Hmph... anyway so the one good thing that came of the whole trip was when I picked up the colossal bag of cheese popcorn bags and said "If we have to be here, I am at least getting cheese popcorn!" So, hence the cheese popcorn for breakfast... but crap I would rather starve than have to go through that ever again... but wait, sigh, we are MEMBERS now! Crap!!! Deep breaths now, I have a colossal bag of super yummy cheese popcorn to get me through this, hehehe Hugs, Viv

Not scary! More like sweet... Viv

Okay, is it 'To Live Is To Die' by Metallica? Great Song there!!!! Viv

Little Brothers, You already know what I think... Love Ya, Vivian

Happy, Happy Birthday to You! Wishing you an amazing year! Hope it's a great one... We all love ya lots! Vivian

Well, what an utterly exhausting and annoying day I had, well only a few parts of it, but still.... So I had to be at work at 3 am again for the third day in a row, just like every week, so I am used to being completely delerious by Saturday, but today in particular, I had to take my kids to a birthday party after I finished my 8 hour shift. I couldn't say no, I mean this girl and my daughter have been friends since preschool so for about 8 years now. Anyway, the mom, who drives me absolutely crazy, which is really hard to do by the way, tells me to be there at noon so I take a change of clothes to work with me and change before driving over to the place to meet Rich who is bringing the kids from home. I get there and she isn't there yet, and then doesn't show up for another 35 minutes as we sit there waiting... so when she finally does grace us with her presence, she is pissed because she has told the place where she was having the party at that she did not need balloons or plates or anything because she had already bought a bunch of stuff. She is yelling at her daughter, and mine, YELLING! to have them clear the plates and cups that the place had set up so she can decorate the one really long table that is reserved for her party. Now I have complained before to Rich about this lady and he always tells me to just be nice... shocking really cause I am ALWAYS nice, even if I don't like you.... anyway I should interject at this point that I am a total control freak. I usually end up in the middle of whatever is going on at the moment because people are so disorganized and I can just do so much better so I guess I feel it is my duty to do it. In fact I think people actually expect it from me now which brings me to the next part of the story. So I am just sitting there, watching her freak out and YELL at MY kid to help her, and Rich is watching me and can tell that the wheels in my head are turning and he is laughing, wondering how long it is gonna take me to get up and kick some ass and take over. I see him laughing and then decide to keep my ass firmly planted on the bench it's currently on because it's not my party, I'm exhausted and I don't know how much more I can actually handle from her at the moment, and I hate it when he thinks he knows me so well. Well that lasted like a minute... maybe, because then the waiter guy showed up who was supposed to host the party or whatever and she freaked out at him and that was it. He was looking at me like HELP! So I get up and go into Viv mode and in like two minutes the tableclothes were on with her placemats and plates and napkins and cups, each place setting identical. Well, she put Rich to work assembling goodie bags for the kids and then I laughed at him cause he won't say no, no matter how bad he wants to. Anyway, now me and the waiter guy are having unspoken conversations because this lady is a total freak... So Rich is about to take my son to go play in the arcade when she stops him and asks him to please hang up some streamers, which he has been avoiding thus far. I laugh again, and then decide I had better help him since I am sure he has no idea what he is doing. Well he hangs the middle up for me, since I am just so short and then I send him off to play in the arcade. Well some lady at the next table asks me if I have made the glass snowmen she has put all over the table and I laugh because they are all obviously (at least to me) store bought but I ask her why she thought that, did she think I seemed like the crafty type... cause I am, but I just wondered and then another lady yelled at me to stop making her look bad with all the decorations and my only defense was "It's not even my party!" So then we eat, and the kids go off to play and ride rides. I am dwindling down at this point and so ready to go home, but we can't yet because we still have to have cake and sing and open presents, etc. Long story already, but she can tell I want to go now and knows I am tired and that I have already worked today, so she starts offering to let my daughter stay and that she will drive her home later. Well, and let me make this perfectly clear when I tell you this, the words 'NOT EVEN OVER MY DEAD BODY" don't begin to cover it and I'll tell you why. She is a drunk, and Rich even said when we got there that he could smell the alcohol on her... think I am letting my kid get in a car with her ever? Nuh uh! So my daughter starts getting an attitude, like 10 year olds do , so I have to drag her little behind off away from everyone to tell her, which up until this point I have kept a secret because she didn't really need to know, that this mom has a drinking problem and that it would be so unsafe for her to be in a car with that mom driving. I make her swear and promise not to repeat what I have just told her, even to her friend who's mom this is, especially her. Anyway, I am now so tired and frustrated and pissed that I have had to be put into that situation in the first place that I really need to go, but it's time for cake now so I wait. What a mistake! I watched as we sang Happy Birthday and then they sang the Spanish version as well because that is her culture right before her mom shoves her face into the cake! Then proceeds to serve that same cake to the guests! I was so out of there! I left Rich and the kids there and came straight home. He followed like 45 minutes later after the presents had been opened and more rides had been riden. Aside from that, and yes there is more, an old guy hit on me today... well not really old, but old for me, probably like 45. Anyway I am the scan coordinator at the store I work in so I am reaponsible for scan accuracy at the register when you purchase something. So I was doing an audit of the store, checking for expired sale tags. If I find an expired tag I pull it off the shelf and then I stick it on my sweater sleeve until I can put them onto a piece of paper at end, keeping them separated by department, so I effectively have them stuck to me in groups. Anyway, so the weird guy passes me on an aisle and says, "Selling yourself pretty cheap there aren't you?" So I give him a look that says I know you didn't just f**kin say that to me. He is so lucky, in my delerious and exhausted state that I didn't actually say anything out loud.... So he goes on to try and explain with a huge ass foot in his mouth how he said that because I have price tags all over me, as if I didn't understand why he had said what he said. So my only response was, "Well, I have so many (tags on me) it just depends what you want." I walked away! LOSER! Hehehehe So I have the next two days off, and thank goodness, cause I will definately need that long to recover from all this! The project is coming along nicely and should be reasy for it's unveiling in about 2-3 weeks I'd say. Thanks to my motivator, who recently told me he was proud, yes I said PROUD of me!! SO excited about that! And to my partner in crime here, my collaborative partner, no words will ever be enough sweetie! Love you all, MWAH! Viv

Hey Lil Bro and Bro with another Littler Bro, Tell him I said 'Bring it on!' I'll be waiting, and you two better play this time, got it! Love Ya, Vivian

Wow, so where to start? Well, I got an email from my little brother who went off to college today. It made me smile, alot! Here is an excerpt: Hey there brother. Hello there sister. Just thought I'd drop in and say hello. Plus, I thought I'd give you an update on my schooling. I don't have very many set grades yet but I just got my first math test back (we took it yesterday) and it had 7 questions worth 10 points each (with different values for the different parts of the question). I got a 68 out of 70. Also, I have turned in all my homework assignments and only one fo them was somewhat incomplete. I still got 3/10 on it though and all of my other homeworks are 7, 8, 9, or 10's. He gave us a course grade but it is not "damning," he just took 25% of our homework and 75% of our test and made a grade. He said I would have an A+ right now with everything I've done. I also got back my first CORE assignment regarding the age of the universe and the mass of the black hole at the center of our galaxy. He actually used my homework in the answer key he handed out to explain the right answer and when I got mine back it said "Solid!" on it... I assume that was full credit as well. I just wrote an essay for that class and I have another quantitative assignment due Wednesday. Writing has been fairly simple as all we have had to turn in so far was a rough draft for an essay. My computer science engineering class is by far my favorite, although it is difficult at times to grasp either the logic of the code or simply the syntax. We are programming in Java and it's a "strongly-typed" language. Whatever that means... I just thought you might be curious to know I'm kicking ass and not looking back. Love always, Your little bro So yay for him! I'm actually glowing with pride just now! I want to say thanks to a few people who have been instrumental in something I am trying to do, I appreciate it more than I can say. Your kind words and insight are priceless and irreplaceable. So to Davey and Chris for the long nights of endless reading and for opening your hearts and your lives to me, to Joey for help with the adjectives, to Drew for his amazing intellect and humor, to Will for being amongst the first to compliment me, to Jon for finally fitting me into his busy schedule, and to Matt, who has inspired, taught, pushed (politely of course), and motivated me to do this from the beginning. I don't think I would have gotten very far without all of you, I am in your debt. Love, Vivian

Well, what else can Auntie Viv say? Looks like Jon is as lucky as me, even luckier really since he gets you in person. It also seems that I have inhereted another littler brother, YAY! You are stuck with me now Jon! Hugs to my brothers from another mother, lol Viv

Little Brothers, What can I say other than thanks for sharing and I love you for it! You guys are awesome and will always be my sweetie and my darlin'. Hugs and love, Your big sis!

To my favorite Zot.... Happy Birthday to you... Happy Birthday to you... Happy Birthday dear (your name here) Happy Birthday to you... Hugs, Viv

Davey!!! I am sooooooo glad that you sre better... but I will miss you... pouts, and there is frowning too!! Love ya, your big sis

Ok, Happy 40th Birthday Robert!! Hugs, Vivian PS. That's the best I can do... I can't make you any fun pictures... I don't lknow how.

Ummm, not much to tell really... just boys and their fascination with big boobs... Viv

HAHAHA!!! Ok, so I have been silently following the bunny story... Anyway, it is funny, but sad... those parents shouldn't be leaving those kids unattended EVER!! So, my contribution to your cause would be to send you one of my bras to use as a slingshot... they might never see it coming... Viv PS. I just finished part 8 of Mr Black Sings a Sad Song, and I absolutely am loving it... you are really great.