Vixen Chronicles

And you thought I was going to let a week go by without posting. Sike! Busy week, busy week, but you know how it is, life happens. Found out this week my car needs a lateral excelerometer. Huh? That is exactly what I said when the technicican told me that. It also needs a new radio and the back windshield wiper doesn't work. No, I don't drive a beater. Its a 2004 American gas guzzler that just went over 50,000 miles. Someone once said that American cars aren't built to last past 50K miles. I trusted what they said, too because every one I have ever had started to act up a soon as the odometer rolled past that fateful point. What kind of coincidence is it that 50K miles is also the point where most warranties end? I fooled them this time, I bought an extended warantty. Ha! Its still time for a new car though,with gas being so high I'm going to check out the hybrid scene. I'm even willing to overlook the funny-lookingness that these cars seems to suffer fr

I got this in an email and I thought I had to share. I do not know who the original author was, put thanks to that person for laying it down. Alright it's that time of year "once" again!!! And based on this email that someone passed along to me I think we need to be reminded of a few things. So my sisters, PLEASE, raise your big toes and repeat after me below.... The Open Toed Shoe Pledge As a member of the Cute Girl Sisterhood, I pledge to follow the Rules when wear sandals and other open-toe shoes: I promise to always wear sandals that fit. My toes will not hang over and touch the ground, nor will my heels spill over the backs. And the sides and tops of my feet will not pudge out between the straps. I will go polish-free or vow to keep the polish fresh, intact and chip-free. I will not cheat and just touch up my big toe. I will sand down any mounds of skin before they turn hard and yellow. I will shave the hairs off my big toe. I won't wear pantyhose even if my

Can anybody say "soundtrack"? I had a surprise waiting for me at the Marrying Up opening. The producer, Garrett Davis, and the music director, John Forbes, had a CD sampler waiting for me that featured songs from the show and songs inspired by the show. I have had it in my car CD player and I gotta tell you that it is hot. Music either grows on me or it doesn't and this has certainly done it. I mean, I could have used it for a drink coaster or something, but its worth the money. Of course you can hear the soundtrack song "Marrying Up" at my website, here are some links to some other sample tracks. Open My Heart http://www.ninafoxx.com/stageplay/4nina.html This one features the fabulous Kim Flemming. This sister can sang! She is featured in the play as Athena. How Many Times -This features the sexy Keith Floyd. Check him out in my last post. Lawd! Lawd! Lawd! Keith is featured as Tyson. He is in the second picture down in that post or in my photo

Speaking of Running, you know one of my "friends" tracked down the pictures of me running that blasted race last weekend, but I am going to spare you those details. Oprah-face pictures, I hate to admit it, but they were. Thehy sifted through tens of thousands on online pictures. Actually all they had to do was enter a bib number and they can find a runner. I tell you, big brother is watching. I'm sure its useful to someone, I wish I'd thought of it, but as far as I'm concerned, that is right up there with the treadmill that flashes your weight in bug, bright numbers when you step onto it so that all those people on the cardio machines behind you can see it. I am going to share pictures with you of my trip to Atlanta and Alabama this past weekend. I had my first even booksigning in a Walmart Store. I walked in and was greeted by a HUGE banner of myself hanging in the front of the store. I'd always thought that something like that would be like seeing yo

I ran the Capitol 10K this past weekend. I have been waiting about a year and a half for this one, and I finished in decent time too. I'm not ready for a marathon or anything, but I did make a good showing and actually sprint over the finish line. I was actually more ready last year, but come race day it was like rainy and cold and hell,that just didn't make sense. I knew it would be torture, so it didn't make sense to actually torture myself in the rain . That's like playing golf in weather that is too cold. Or too hot. So, although I had not trained for the race, the sun was shining this year and I said to myself, "Self, you can run this race." I got out of bed and put on my oversized shorts and rolled them down at the top,and then chose an appropriateley distracting t-shirt,complete with catchy phrase. I figuired people would be too busy reading my shirt to notice that I sucked as a runner. The Cap 10 is that funny Austin-esque race where folks dre