Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Comic Jim Gaffigan Riffs on Bacon



OMG, this is such a funny riff on Bacon!

Comedian Jim Gaffigan says what everyone else is thinking in his ode to the best food ever: bacon.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

First Blush - Starring Patty Mooney


If you pick up a copy of this month's "First For Women Magazine" and leaf over to page 112, you will find me in their "First Blush" section revealing one of my many embarrassing moments. (You can find this magazine at magazine stands across America.)

The photo - with which I'm very happy - is by photographer Fernando Cepeda. And San Diego makeup artist, Mary Erickson, did my makeup; I swear I look ten years younger! Thanks, Mary, 'Nando, and First For Women Magazine!

This brought back some wild and crazy memories of 15 years ago when Mark and I were involved in producing "Full Cycle: A World Odyssey" video, an around-the-world adventure with mountain bikes to the mountainous wilds of nine different countries - USA, Canada, Costa Rica, Wales, Greece, Switzerland, Tahiti, Australia and India.

It just goes to show you that we need to get out there into nature when we still have our youth, our health and our adventuresome spirit. None of us can count on what will happen tomorrow, so do it today!

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Friday, October 23, 2009

Do You Believe in Love at First Sight? - from Betty Confidential



Hey, everyone, here is a great story now appearing at BettyConfidential that includes a love story about Mark and me. See if you can guess which one! - Patty





Not a believer? You just might be after reading these 10 true stories of love at first sight.


In her recent interview for Playboy, cover girl Marge Simpson revealed how she knew Homer was the man she’d marry: "Well, when the doctor said I was pregnant, I heard a voice saying, 'That's the man you're going to marry.' The voice was my mother's."



Sigh. Whatever happened to love at first sight? After all, fairytales lead us to believe there is one special someone out there for each of us, and that we’ll know as soon as we meet him that he’s the person we’re meant to spend the rest of our lives with. But can that possibly be true? And will we really know on the spot?



Take a group of people aside and ask them the age-old question, “Do you believe in love at first sight?” and chances are you’ll walk away with a grab bag of responses. Whether it’s your neighborhood mailman or the twofaced suck-up in the office that you loathe, everyone has an opinion when it comes to this burning q. We heard from almost a hundred women and men on the subject, and while there were a few naysayers in the bunch, after reading through all the true tales of love at first sight we’re believers!



Here are 10 true tales of love at first sight:


-“I definitely believe in love at first sight - or maybe love at first meet. When I met my husband, I was immediately drawn to him, and he to me. It was like - ZOW! Who is this!? I first noticed his hands, as they fit mine perfectly. We spent the night together that first night, and have been together for over 10 years now (married since 2002). I love him more every day." -Ada Vaughan, 38, Chicago suburbs, owner of CuteyBaby, LLC


-“When I was 18, I saw Joshua for the first time. He was standing in a doorway and I felt like I had been punched in the stomach. I looked at my friend who was standing by me and said, ‘That's the man that I'm going to marry.’ She looked at me like I was crazy and I didn't blame her - it sounded crazy to me. Then, we began dating and I broke all of the rules: I slept with him (on the first date), I told him that I loved him and that we were going to marry one day (on the second date), and then I moved in with him after we had been together for five years. After 12 years together, we are getting married in the beginning of next year. I am more in love with him now than ever. We have had our problems, but we have always worked them out.”-Gina M. Gallo, 30, Louisiana, school librarian


Yes! I believe! I met my husband 16 and a half years ago when he rear-ended me in a car accident. I jumped out of the car and saw him and my heart literally stopped. Once we started a conversation, I was a goner. It was the way he looked directly into my eyes when he spoke to me. I was dating someone else at the time, but I still went straight to my grandmother’s house after the car accident and told her I had just met the man I was going marry. We’ve now been married for nine years and have a 5-year-old son.”-Marie Melsheimer, 34, Oregon, marketing consultant


-“Absolutely, I do believe in love at first sight. I met my wife on February 15. She came for a job interview. And as soon as I shook her hand I knew I was going to marry her. Throughout the entire interview, I kept saying to myself, 'Why are we having this interview; we are going to get married.’ And did a year later! We have been married seven years.”-James H. Solomon, II, PhD, 60, Florida, psychologist


-“I was waiting on the balcony of my apartment waiting for several fellow astronauts to arrive so that we could all go together to see Crosby Stills & Nash on June 3, 1990. As I was standing there, a guy drove up, got out of his car and looked around. I leaned over the balcony and said ‘Are you with us?’ He looked up, smiled the most incredible smile and said ‘I hope so.’ I went into the apartment and called a friend and said ‘I just saw the man I am going to marry and spend the rest of my life with.’ We moved in together in 1991 and married in 1992. And it is still amazing!”-Dayna Steele, 50, Texas, motivational business speaker


-“I definitely believe in love at first sight, at any age! I was 59 years old when my husband of almost 25 years left me - for a man (but that's another story). Twelve days later, I joined an online dating service. Hey, life's too short, so why wait? Over a three-year period, I dated hundreds of men. Yes, hundreds. And then I met Peter. It was love at first sight. For both of us. I was attracted to his direct gaze, his instant smile and his overall presence. Now, we're living happily ever after, and I even wrote a book about it!”-Dale Koppel, 66, Boston, author of The Intelligent Woman’s Guide to Online Dating: And She Lived Happily Ever After


-“I had my eye on a man who I thought was very attractive, but the table plan meant I was seated next to someone else at a wedding breakfast. To my surprise, I immediately relaxed, sighed and thought ‘Ah, there you are!’ I first noticed his happy energy and lovely eyes. He was talking to the girl across the table and I thought, ‘Stop talking to him. He’s mine!!!’ Soon, he turned to me and started a conversation. He was right in every way. I had dreamed of him! At the beginning of next month, still in love, we celebrate our 36th wedding anniversary. So yes, I do believe in love at first sight. In fact, before I looked at him, he just felt right – as if I had come home.”-Ingrid Collins, 65, UK, consultant psychologist at The London Medical Centre


“The fellow I was dating at the time introduced me to my husband in 1986. I knew within an hour that John was the man for me from a simple game of soccer with his cat’s plastic ball. We married in 1988 and are living happily ever after. Yes, I definitely believe in love at first sight!”-Phyllis Harber-Murphy, 56, Canada, virtual assistant



-“My husband and I first met on Valentine’s Day of 1982, on the balcony of a theater called La Paloma Theater in Encinitas, California. I was enthralled by the smile that filled his entire face. He knew immediately that I was his soul mate. It took a little bit longer for me to realize it. But yes, it can definitely happen. It happened for us. We have been together since the day we first met!”-Patty Mooney, 54, San Diego, video producer and co-owner of Crystal Pyramid Productions


“My husband and I met at a racquetball club more than 25 years ago. I was teaching aerobics; he was on the court. As I passed by the window he was about to take a shot and took a hit instead … he ran into the glass full force. The next night found us both in a local pub, at evening’s end he offered to drive me home. Instead, we ended up in a pizza place until 3:00 a.m. and when he finally dropped me off in the wee small hours of the morning I kissed him and told him I was more than likely going to fall head over heels in love with him. He didn’t even bat an eye when he asked me to have lunch with him later that day. My 12-year-old daughter adored him and within a month we moved in together. We celebrated our 25th anniversary on August 25 and we fall in love again with every kiss.”-Carmen Borthwick, 56, British Columbia, freelance writer
So what do you say Bettys? Are you believers?




Carolyn French is an editorial assistant at BettyConfidential.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Tattooed Man and His Parrot - A Photograph by Patty Mooney


Tattooed Man and His Parrot, originally uploaded by cleopatra69.

I have been taking photographs of people with tattoos for many years, ever since learning about the art of tattoos in Tahiti, where the natives do it the "traditional" way. Here is a local San Diego man who likes to travel around with his parrot on his shoulder.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

The Trials and Tribulations of a Teen, circa 1969 - by Patty Mooney


A Glass Slipper Ball

In the photograph I am the one on the right.
The school is in the background.
Mary Lynn is laughing.
My mother is the one holding the camera.
Already my feet challenge unfamiliar leather,
small payment, I know, for what the gym will hold.

“Have fun, girls,” my mother finally lets go.
Mary Lynn and I enter golden oak doors...
Just as I imagined:
streamers and punch bowls,
gym mats and parallel bars dragged from sight,
a band.
Nobody dancing.

We hang in balance between crackers and nuts
and the girls’ room.
I study the patterns on my dress.
Me
ask a boy to dance?
Impossible.

We move from our hidden corner
to a new post where no one sees us,
saving our dances for the cavalier who is not here yet.

Half an hour passes and I don’t know about Mary Lynn but
my Cinderella shoes are no comfort to me.
Suddenly. Who walks out of the tobacco mist
but my mother.

“I’m sorry,” she says, “I know
you’re having fun. But I don’t want you
around kids who are smoking.”
She blinks.

Do I explain that the haze was
what kept us buoyed and mysterious?
And that I am old enough
to decide what I want?
No.

She drags me out by an ear,
Mary Lynn in my wake
our mortification thicker than that hazy,
provocative, blue, blue smoke.


In photo: Mary Lynn Rouleau, Patty Mooney & Nancy Steemer;
photo taken at Nancy's house by her mom. This is a different photo from the one described in the poem.

Friday, October 16, 2009

I'm a "Hot Dawg Blogger" - How Cool!


Thanks to Bob and Bess at PlainOlBob's blog for this delightful surprise today. I am the proud recipient of the "Hot Dawg Blogger" award!

-Patty




"Hot Dawg Blogger"
Award
The award that Bess and I give out every Friday
to the group of bloggers that catch our eye
and touch or tickle
our heart.
There are no rules
there are no catches.
No need to post a link, that is totally up to you.
this is your award
from
Mr.Bob and Bess
Thank you for posting and allowing us the visit to your site.
We are honored to be in your presence.
Congratulations to this weeks winners.
This award was designed by Jenno
at
http://lajenno.blogspot.com/
and dedicated to
Miss Rae
at
http://myweathervane.blogspot.com/




Gender: Female
Astrological Sign: Cancer
Industry: Business Services
Occupation: Video Producer
Location: San Diego : CA : United States

About Me
I am a woman who loves her work and her play, and I keep separate blogs about each. "A Diary Left Open" is a glimpse into my personal life, while "My Life In Business" reflects my experiences in video production in San Diego. I'm a very curious and intrepid woman with an appreciation of the arts, music, poetry, people, the world, the universe, and you will find it all here. From my perspective the glass is not only half full, but it's 180-year-old port! Leave me a comment; I love to know what you are thinking and feeling.

When you open your eyes underwater, do you ever worry that you'll drown?
I wrote a poem about this once.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Ode to Dino - Poem & Photo by Patty Mooney



It was a mild March day when we first laid eyes
on a three-horned dinosaur about this size.
He had turret eyes and a prehensile tail.
Mark and I freed him from his pet-shop jail.

He was easy to love, the antics he’d play,
Leaping from a hanging plant and touring by day
the realms of our house from floor to ceiling
as his memories grew, as his skin was peeling.

He was a pretty one, our little green guy,
and that's why it was hard to say goodbye.
After months of joy Dino went away.
The tears flowed for hours, and let me say

The sun lies ahead and that's where he went
because Dino's time had been spent.
We love you, little green guy, we miss you so
and we'll see you again where the good spirits go.



(*Our 7-month-old pet died on Halloween 1992.)




Friday, October 9, 2009

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Embracing My Journey - by Patty Mooney


Just when I was starting to feel a little sorry for myself because I've not been able to jump on my bike and rock 'n roll up and down the local mountain trails (due to recuperating from a detached retina).... I happened to google myself (this always cheers me up) and found an interview with me on Embracing My Journey. Nothing like some good advice from - Me, Myself and I - to chase away the Gloom 'n Doom. Check it out; you may want to submit your own story!

Thursday, October 1, 2009

"Stick A Needle In My Eye?" Yes, Really - by Patty Mooney

It's been a very interesting two days since finding myself involved in unexpected eye surgery on Tuesday. On Sunday I experienced what I thought at the time was a panic attack, as my left eye blurred and I thought I was hallucinating. It died down on Monday, but then there was this nagging "eclipse" at the bottom left quadrant of my left eye. So on Tuesday I called up my opthamologist, and he told me to come on in.


He examined my eye, sighed, and informed me that the retina had begun to detach from the eyeball. He stood up to go see which surgeon was on call that day, because I was going to need immediate action.


"You're really fortunate because Dr. Peterson is on call today," said Dr. B when he returned. "He's really the best. Let's get you prepped."



It's never good news when you hear that "you'll need an immediate procedure" and I was duly panic-stricken. But I'm a warrior at heart, and have paid plenty visits to the ol' "House of Pain." So I decided to take this one step at a time. The most frightening thought was that the eye would need to be anesthetized, and the way to do that is to stick a needle in your eye.


Actually, it wasn't so bad. My imagination certainly whipped up some horrific imagery, and Dr. Peterson laughed when I mentioned "A Clockwork Orange." "The classic opthamologists' movie," he said. He was gentle, and the injections into the eye were similar to those you get at the dentist's office when you get fillings. Dr. Peterson explained his every move as he made it. "You'll feel pressure now; things may go black for you now," etc. The eye is really quite an amazing organ. The procedure involved injecting gas bubbles into the eye which have been pushing up against the retinal tears, closing them off and re-attaching the retina to the eyeball.


I've been instructed to keep my head tilted at a certain angle over the last two days, which is definitely a trip in itself. I'm going to need a helluva neck rub soon. Also, I can see the bubbles which look to me like a raft of indigo balloons floating around in my eye. I'm told these will eventually disintegrate, but who knows how long that will be?


I'll be "seeing" Dr. P again tomorrow, at which time he'll let me know whether the procedure has been a success.


Meanwhile, let's chalk this up to just one of the many adventures I have - er, um - enjoyed during my lifetime.