How does the octuplet mom afford all that plastic surgery?
I read somewhere she spent $10,000 on plastic surgery for herself. How is she affording all this?! She’s unemployed, has 14 kids and can’t afford to take care of them. How many other people think this woman is the scum of the Earth?
I agree. Her own parents said she spends all the money she gets on herself. Apparently she received a settlement from a lawsuit, and used the money to pay for implanting the embryos. Maybe the plastic surgery was paid for with that. Too bad she didn’t think of paying for the kids she already had, instead. She’s apparently still spending the money on herself, too–I’ve heard several people point out that her nails are immaculate. My husband and I both work full-time, and I wouldn’t dream of spending money on a manicure.
All Access- Plastic Cup Boyz clothing…Webisode # 2
what results did anyone get when using live luminance ultra violet hairdye?
i’ve bought live ultra violet hairdye product + i’m wondering what results you got from it.
did your hair go really violet, or a little? etc. Any experiences and reviews would be great (:
thanks alot! have a great day
I used live luminace, but I used a red colour, not the ultraviolet one so sorry if I’m not very useful =/
They dye is hard to put on, its like a thick cream rather than a liquid and if you habe long hair, you really will need 2 packs!
The result was quite goos but it faded within a few weeks, but I don’t know if that will happen with the colour you’re using.
My hair wasn’t even that dark and the colour wasn’t very bright so if you have really dark hair, I doubt it will make much of a difference.
I’m not sure if “Light Metal” is an actual genre, but I mean not hard.
I agree with Tool. They have some great low key, unique metal tunes.
Also, There are some good light metal ballads –
still loving you – scorpions, every rose has it’s thorns by poison
One – metallica
Changes – black sabbath
It’s not really “metal” but there’s no better band than Pink Floyd along these lines. Wish You Were Here and Animals are examples. AWESOME from beginning to end!
Child in Time by Deep Purple is one of the BEST. Go on youtube and listen immediately if you don’t know it!
Except for its fins and the fact it needs water to live, your pet fish is so much like your dog that deserves all the love, attention and care from you. If you’re thinking about spending $100 to get a bed for your Pomeranian, it is just fair enough that you also acquire aquarium crystals or aquarium gemstones for your fish tank. Unlike dogs, the fish in your 500-gallon aquarium can neither feel your touch nor jump onto your lap and snuggle up to you, but just watching it swim freely unloads you of stress and problems, right? Nothing can be more relaxing than the sight of a delicate honey gouramis and scarlet badis moving freely in their own world. You may not know it, but that feeling you get out of watching your fish swimming is a manifestation of their unconditional love for you. Make them feel important, too, by improving their home. Give them a place that is comfortable and safe apart from being beautiful. Decorate your fish tank the way you would landscape your front yard. Safe aquarium rocks will do more than beautify your aquarium; these will prolong the life of your fish. Choose rocks for aquariums wisely so you don’t end up with toxic ones that are hazardous to the health of your lovely fish. You can use different kinds of stones for aquarium ornamentation. The following are just some of the precious gemstones that you can surprise your fish with. • Rose Quartz • Blue Quartz • Green Quartz • Crystal Quartz • Sodalite • Zebra Jasper • Agate • Small Amethyst These natural gemstones come in different sizes and styles. You can get them in slabs or pebbles, that would really depend on the aquascape that you intend to have for your aquarium. Before you purchase gemstones for your aquarium, come up with a concept. Imagine your fish in a kingdom of their own. Who would be king? Where would you situate his throne? Treat your fish as friends rather than magical sponges that constantly absorb your negative energy at the end of the day. Once you have made a clear picture of an aquarium design in your head already, it’s time to concretize your idea by putting into your aquarium all the elements that you have imagined about earlier. You’ll be surprised at how each gemstone could boast such a unique beautiful characteristic that will truly stand out in your fish tank. There will be no need to add colorful led lights to create drama in your tank since gemstones emit natural light.
Water Fountains – The Beauty, Serenity and Relaxation They Provide
The beautiful sound of running water is soothing to the soul. How many of us would like to sit by a creek and listen to the water moving across the rocks and fallen branches? Many of us could enjoy the sound of a babbling brook for hours. Water fountains are the perfect way to bring relaxation to your favorite indoor or outdoor environment.
Interior decoration is the art of arranging different elements like color, textures and space in a manner that is visually appealing. There are many styles of interior decoration from classical to the contemporary, from chic to country. No matter what the style of design, there are some objects that always add to the aesthetic value of your home. One such object is a water fountain. Is there a better place to relax, than to sit by a water fountain and listen to the gentle trickle of flowing water? Water fountains are not only pleasant to the ears but are visually appealing to the eye as well. Just being near a continuous flow of water revitalizes your mind. You could use water fountains indoors or in your garden, where they help to bring out the beauty of your flowers.
Outdoor water fountains offer both electric and solar options. The larger fountains are typically going to be electric but solar fountains bring cascading waterfall sounds in bright vibrant colors. With many outdoor fountains you will find the perfect match for your deck, patio or garden areas. Be sure to place your fountain in a place that can be enjoyed by you as you enjoy your outdoor living spaces.
Indoor fountains offer tabletop styles, larger floor standing water fountains and wall hanging water fountains. Each has a distinct look and come in various materials and sizes. A tabletop water fountain is perfect on an end table next to your favorite chair. They are either battery operated or are required to be connected to a power outlet. Although small in size these are classy accessories that can spice up your room. Floor water fountains are costlier and are larger version of tabletop fountains and are typically more diverse. They are best to fill in blank spaces in your living room. Wall hanging fountains are typically well suited for small spaces, are perfect to greet guests as they enter your home or great in your living room for all to enjoy.
Water fountains, whether they are outdoor water fountains or indoor water fountains, have several benefits. For starters, water fountains are relaxing and calm the mind and body. Water fountains, especially indoor fountains are great as natural humidifiers and are very helpful to people suffering from sinusitis. Outdoor fountains can also drown out annoying sounds like traffic or neighbors. Indoor water fountains are great for removing dust particles out of the air. All these benefits are just a small sample of reasons why you need a wall fountain for your office, a floor water fountain for your home or an outdoor water fountain for your patio.
Whether your passion is tabletop water fountains, large indoor water fountains for the inside of your home or garden fountains, large outdoor fountains for your yard or garden, you will increase the joy, serenity and relaxation in your life.
You will be amazed at the beauty, serenity and relaxation water fountains can provide. Start enjoying your water fountain today.
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OK so i have a 30 litre cold water tank with live plants ,ornaments, good filtration and aeration and a light and lid. I was wondering how many mountain minnows can i put in the tank would 9 or 10 be ok . I also wanted an apple snail but will i have problems with the eggs with just one or do they need a partner to produce eggs
Hmm…I don’t really like putting mountain minnows in anything smaller than 40 liters. I suppose 7 or 8 would be alright, though.
Snails are hermaphrodites, but they still need a partner to produce eggs. Getting only one snail will prevent babies.
The coverage, the networks’ slick graphics and official storm logos. The death toll.
The pain.
Maybe I watched so much TV during the days following Katrina because I couldn’t turn off my photographer’s inner lens. It saw more than the water and filth, it saw the survivors’ eyes crying for help. Many cried with their mouths too, cursing at camera crews and pleading for rescue.
Some also cried with cardboard signs:
WHERE’S FEMA?
PAGING BUSH & CHENEY!
LOOTERS WILL BE SHOT
KATRINA KILLED MY BABY
NAGIN LIED
During a commercial I sat back on the futon and relaxed my neck and shoulders. I hadn’t noticed how sore they’d become from my leaning forward and craning toward the TV hour after hour. That realization made my eyes hurt. And once again I was drawn back to the memories of September 11th and felt the toll the constant coverage had taken on my mind and soul.
I decided some fresh air and lunch in Little India would serve me well. As was my custom, I carried my camera along. The walk was energizing.
I was sitting in Pio Pio’s in Jackson Heights when my cell phone rang and displayed an unfamiliar number from area code 504.
“Hello?” I answered.
The man’s low smoker’s voice was unfamiliar. “This Luke Millward?”
“It is.”
“Jerome Harris callin’ from New Awlins.”
I switched my cell phone from one ear to another. “What can I do for you?”
“Your father is Charles?”
“Yes.” I wondered if this call might come. I never imagined I’d be sitting in a Peruvian restaurant.
“Have you heard from ‘im?”
“Not lately, no.”
“How long it been?”
“Two years, maybe more.”
Just then I remembered a larger-than-usual package I’d received a couple of months ago from Dad. I hadn’t bothered to open it. It was the most recent in a string of packages that arrived every six months or so from some new zip code. They usually contained an odd trinket Dad had bought or occasionally one of his random personal belongings he wanted me to have.
I’d always wondered if sending old car keys or a lucky dice keychain from Vegas was his way of making peace. When I asked, he’d said he just wanted me to have those things in case something ever happened to him.
Like all the others packages, it was stacked in a corner of my apartment building’s storage closet.
“What’s this about?” I asked the man.
“Your daddy is missin’, Luke. Been livin’ here in New Awlins for ’bout a year.”
Here it comes, I thought, closing my eyes.
“Nobody’s seen ‘im since a couple Sundays ago. Night before-”
“Katrina.”
“Tha’s right. He’s been teachin’ and playin’ with me and my guys at a place on Chartres Street for on about seven months. Livin’ in a place in the five-four.”
“Five-four?”
“Lower Ninth, son.”
I imagined his body was one of those rotting in a public restroom or floating facedown and bloated under a bridge somewhere.
So this is what it feels like to be an orphan. “I’m sorry to hear that, sir.” The words carried unexpected uneasiness. My father is dead.
“Don’t be sorry, Luke. Get on down here and find ‘im.”
“Excuse me?”
“It’s why I’m callin’.”
“Won’t someone just call me when he’s found?”
“You kiddin’? You must not got a TV.”
Point taken.
“Even the good-meanin’ guys down here don’t have the time for much of that.” He paused. “Come find your father, Luke Millward. For alls we know he’s alive somewhere. Most our cell phones aren’t workin’-he could be hurtin’ somewhere, or in San Antonio or up north. We’re hopin’ he is.
We’re prayin’ it.”
“Even if I wanted to, I can’t just pause my life and go on a wild-goose chase. I just can’t.”
“Then do it for his fiancée.”
“Come again?” I switched my cell phone back to the other ear. “My father was engaged?”
“To a wonderful one. Gettin’ married sometime ‘fore Christmas.”
Who is she? I thought.
“Luke, she’s my kid sister.” He let the words have impact. “Her name is Jez.”
Jez. I didn’t know what shocked my system more: my father’s probable death or a woman marrying a practicing alcoholic who had a premonition problem.
“I’ll call you back,” I said. “This number on my caller ID, it’s yours?”
“It’s one of the club’s cell phones. Call it anytime. But service is hit-and-miss, know that.”
“I’ll call back.”
“Soon?”
“Yes, sir. Good-bye. And thanks.” I hung up and stepped out of the restaurant and into the noise of the city. I moved through the crowded afternoon streets toward the subway.
I don’t remember riding it home.
That night I sat in my apartment with Jordan and listened as she repeated back to me the details of Jerome’s call. She seemed to hear things in the story I hadn’t said.
“This guy, Jerome, he was your dad’s best friend.”
“Who knows?”
“And your dad is getting married to this guy’s sister-or was anyway . . .”
She scratched my back. “Sorry.”
“No need.”
“I have to wonder, how did he get your number? You should ask him that. What if this is some sort of scam? I see this a lot.”
“Jordan, it’s not a scam.”
“Probably true, but still, how did he find you? You sure he doesn’t want money or something? Maybe he thinks you’re loaded because you helped your dad when he needed it.”
I’d forgotten I’d ever told her that. “I haven’t sent Dad money in a long time. Not since last time we spoke.”
“Still, Luke, I’d ask. How’d he find you?”
I agreed it was a smart question and promised to pose it when I called Jerome back.
“Huh. Your dad was living in New Orleans.” She looked down at her Diet Dr. Pepper. “You’ve hardly told me a thing about him.”
Not much to tell. I haven’t talked much about my mother either.
We picked at our sesame chicken and brown rice.
“So you’re going,” she asked. “Right?”
“I dunno yet.”
“You’ve got to go, Luke. Just to know, for sure, you’ve got to.”
“I dunno.”
She took both my hands. “I’ll go with you.”
“You can’t leave right now, Jordan. Not at the end of the quarter. You’ve got closings to push through.”
“Yes I do, but I’d go with you if you asked.”
We returned to our Chinese food while the Killers’ Hot Fuss played on the living room stereo.
An hour later I hugged Jordan good-bye at the elevator in my building and got ready for bed. The bathroom mirror reminded me of the dark circles under my eyes that I’d inherited from my father. When I was particularly tired or stressed I looked like I’d been popped in both eyes. The rest of the time I looked like a raccoon. When I was young, Mom said they were so dark because I was an only child. If they’d had more children the effect would have spread across the other kids.
I cued up a classical playlist on my iPod. Tracks from the Boston Pops, some Mozart, newly added songs from a Jenny Oaks Baker CD that Jordan had given me for my birthday. I killed the lights, put in my headphones, and for a moment Jenny’s majestic violin transformed my room into a concert hall, drowning out the steady stream of horns and sirens below.
My mind dropped sheets over the images of Katrina’s wrath.
***
Mom wasn’t always unhappy.
Dad wasn’t always a drunk.
Just before my sophomore year of high school-the year before Grandma died-the three of us took a road trip to Yankees spring training at Legends Field in Tampa Bay. Mom let me ride up front for most of the trip while she read or slept in the backseat of our white Saab. Dad drove us east through Shreveport, Jackson, Mobile, and across the Florida Panhandle. Each stop brought a little history from Dad’s AAA guidebook, a keychain for Mom’s collection, and snacks.
I bet Mom ate fifteen pounds of licorice on that trip. It’s funny, I used to tease Mom about her addiction to those little bags of Nibs.
Dad’s official travel treat was Tab cola and Planters salted peanuts. I remember him dropping a few peanuts at a time to the bottom of every can as Mom playfully teased, “You’re gross. Yuck. Who puts peanuts in their soda?” Even Dad couldn’t explain the appeal, but I don’t recall a single mile of that trip, or any other for that matter, when Dad didn’t have a can in his hand or at-the-ready in his cup holder. I always threatened to tell when Mom stole sips as Dad pumped the gas or checked the tires.
But all she had to do was slip me a handful of licorice and I’d pledge to keep her secret for another leg of the trip. I didn’t even like licorice.
My staples were Twinkies, Ho-Hos, and Big League Chew, the only bubblegum worthy of a little leaguer. That is, unless you were crazy Mrs. Armstrong’s kid. She made a big show one day at practice that Big League Chew was a “gateway candy” to those fake cigarettes, then real cigarettes, then real snuff. So Mrs. Armstrong banned it from the dugout and told her son, Magic Mikey, our only left-handed pitcher, that she’d make him chew a hundred packs at once if she ever again caught him with the stuff. Dad said some things weren’t worth fighting over.
Sometimes, when he and the other coach were working with the infielders, I’d take a couple guys behind the dugout and give them a wad of the shredded pink gum from its tinfoil pouch. Few things are more exhilarating for a thirteen-year-old than providing forbidden bubblegum to a teammate. Not long after Mrs. Armstrong’s ban took effect, Dad stopped at a Circle K on the way to practice and came out with three packs of Big League Chew. “Just in case.” He winked. “You never know when you might run low.”
My dad told me that Mrs. Armstrong was a sweet woman who just had a few “issues.” I guess he thought I should know what that meant. I didn’t. I was only a right fielder.
On that spring training vacation, Mom sat reading in the stands for hours while Dad and I jostled for autographs and fought professional sports memorabilia hounds and little kids alike for signatures and foul balls. She smiled so kindly when I arrived at our spot above the third base line with a ball I’d caught off a rookie’s splintered bat. I can’t even remember his name anymore.
“That’s spectacular!” Mom took the ball from me and pretended to examine it. “I bet this will find a special spot in your room, won’t it, dear?”
“Sure will!”
Dad bought us matching, old-school, cotton Yankee baseball caps. I misplaced mine a couple months later and never found it again.
(Excerpt from Recovering Charles and reprinted with the permission of the author, Jason F. Wright)
(Originally published at GoArticles and reprinted with permission of the author, Jason F. Wright).
About the Author
Jason F. Wright is a regular contributor on Fox News and is founder and managing director of the political destination, PoliticalDerby.com. Jason is the New York Times Bestselling Author of Christmas Jars and The Wednesday Letters. To Learn more about Jason and his most recent novel, Recovering Charles, visit: Recovering Charles
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Wall hangings are wonderful works of art normally hung on the walls of a building with a view of making the wall look cute and awesome. Such art works are used in decorating the walls of the living room, bedrooms, bathrooms and even the kitchen walls. If you desire the best of these artworks, you need to discover some good ideas that can help you locate the right ones. Let’s read on!
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I have a question on how to keep a eight foot lizard secret?
I have ordered a baby monitor lizard that will grow from four to ten feet but i think the average is eight feet. I am 16 and I have always wanted one of these things, but my dad never let me have one. My dad is an ass hole. Reptiles have always been my passion and I need to know how I’m going to continue hiding it from my dad when it gets big. I have a job doing taxidermy so that will pay for the food expenses. I buy monitor and tegu food online for him.
I already have the cage for it set up. It has a waterfall water dish, a heat rock, retpi-bark bedding, an a log to hide in. And like I say, my taxidermy business will take care of all of his feeding needs. I will buy pinky rats, small minnows, bugs, and canned food while he is a baby. I have already priced everything and it will fit into my budget just fine.
My greatest concern is that if your dad does find out about the lizard, he’ll insist you get rid of it. Is your desire to have a giant reptile right now worth it?
If you do decide to go through with purchasing a giant lizard now, keep its cage in a closet, and set the heating lamp on a timer, so there are no weird lights shining at odd times of day. Feed it at night, and keep its cage meticulously clean so no smells come wafting out.
Reptiles take a while to get giant, so when you’re 18, move out, take your lizard with you, and live happily ever after.
