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Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Survivor: The Icky Challenge

So, this week, our challenge for Supah Survivor was to find some icky creature and let it crawl on us for five seconds.


With video evidence.


I really want immunity, as well as the necklace....which is just ONE of the prizes this week. Um, I'm lodging a formal complaint. I loved my prizes, but c'mon, this is just ONE of the prizes this week. Seriously????? Not fair. Taking my toys and going home.


Oh, wait, I still want to win.


So, then, I went on a bug hunt. Or, rather, sent my boys for a bug hunt. In the yard and on the beach.


No luck.


One night, I looked out on the deck and saw some gigantic bug. I raced to get my flip camera so I could record it. But, when I got back, he was gone. I think he looked like this:



I'm aware that he's probably running lose in my house now. Thanks for that.


So, today, Bear and I stopped at the pet store and I looked for the creepiest looking thing I could find. Lizards and snakes were my first thought.


And then I saw this:


I know, you're thinking that a white mouse isn't that bad.


But, this thing WAS huge.


It was some variety of giant mutant white RAT.


It would have taken BOTH of my hands to hold it and I don't think they would have fit around it.


It's tail was as thick as 4 pencils put together.


It looked like it would escape and then attempt to eat my child.


I got the urge to throw up.


And, I knew that it would have to be the rat.


So, I went looking for a male employee.


One I could flirt with and get him to do my bidding.


I had him totally convinced to let me hold this sucker and videotape me.


Then, I went to turn on my Flip....and it was DEAD.


So, I raced to the counter to buy batteries.


I get back and get told that the mean ol' manager(bitter jealous woman) would NOT allow me to videotape anything. Liability or some such nonsense.


I asked if I could just hold it because I wanted to buy it.


And gave him a wink.


Mean Ol' Manager yells from the next aisle that "No animals are to be allowed out of their cages."


She is costing me my immunity and my bling. Grrr....


Can't I just stick my hand in the goldfish tank? There's a lot of them and that's slimy...after all, I need to do this challenge.


But, that lady was watching me like a hawk. So, we left.


Off to pick up my other two boys....from Grandma....near another pet store.


This time, I have my eye on this freaky white snake with red eyes.....



And again, get shot down. It's the video camera that does it, I think. I could have had Monkey try to do the video for me, but he'd probably decide to aim it somewhere else and then I would have held a snake for no reason. *Shivers*


So, then we get home and go on the beach. 


I find some tiny little bug and let it crawl on my hand, thinking that at least I'll have something to post.


But, then, my darling youngest son finds a crab.


A creepy looking crab.


So, I grab his sand shovel and video the crab hanging out on my foot.

I think my boys completely tramautized it with all their screaming when they found it....I made the back away for the video though. Didn't want to risk them getting clawed.

So, here's my five seconds of yuckiness.



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Thursday, March 18, 2010

Survivor Challenge: Scare Someone

For Supah's Island this week, we had to plan a SCARE.


But, since my 5 year old would scream like a girl and sob uncontrollably if I scared him, and my 3 year old would think it was the funniest thing ever, and it would be MEAN to scare the baby, that left me with Hubs.


Now, he is actually deathly afraid of snakes and shivers if someone even mentions one, but I didn't exactly want to go get a snake and let it lose in the house.


So, the NEXT scariest thing would be for me to tell him that, despite the big snip-snipping that he got, I was pregnant again.


So, I went to the Dollar Tree in search of a pregnancy test, figuring that I could find one there and make it look like a positive.


I really lucked out, because they didn't have pregnancy tests, they had ovulation tests and it was the right time of month for that(more information than you ever wanted to know- you're welcome).


So, I set this little beauty on the counter in our bathroom.



Might be hard to see at this point, but there were TWO pink lines there. And Hubs knows what that means.


So, I waited until after he said that he needed to go to the bathroom and I made a mad dash to beat him in there, knowing he'd probably wait for me instead of going downstairs to use another bathroom, and I turned the camera on.

Don't worry, I edited out the part where he actually uses the bathroom and skipped ahead to where he finds the test on the counter.

Sorry for the weird angle, but I had to do it so that it was discreet.


*I used One True Media- sometimes you need to refresh to see the video*



He came out looking really pale.

I couldn't even pretend for a second that it was real.

But, I DID have the cup that he was supposed to go take a "sample" into the doctor's office and NEVER has.

And I laughed and tossed it in the air, saying, "Want to go get tested so we never have a scare like that again?"


Head to Supah Survivor to check out the other "scare" videos.

And keep your fingers crossed for me: I need immunity!
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Wednesday, March 10, 2010

House of Cards: This Week's Survivor Challenge

So, my player was voted off the show last week.

Bye, bye, Cirie. I was yelling and screaming at the screen.

But, I am still in the competition because my fellow survivors have kept me around so far.

This week, we are playing for individual immunity. The player who can build the tallest card tower wins.

I'm a klutz. Seriously, I fell down the stairs this week, flipped up on the air like a cartoon character, and kept right on going, due to the hideous silk pj bottoms I had on. I can barely turn my neck. I'm a freaking wreck.

So, this challenge....yeah, NOT up my alley.

But, I managed to get 5 stories up. We had to take a pic of ourselves with it, but everyone was sleeping when I did mine, so I just got my foot in the pic. If you need me to, I can show you other pics where this is my house in the background. But, really, if I was going to cheat, I would have picked a much more impressive card building to claim as my own.


Not counting on a win this week, unless people forget about doing this challenge!


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Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Survivor Challenge #3

It's challenge #3 time for Supah's Island.

In case you haven't noticed, I'm a tad competitive.

We were assigned to stuff as many marshmellows in our mouths as we could, with video evidence.

I compared marshmellow sizes between brands. Bags were BOGO, so I bought FOUR.

I was prepared to try this over and over again, until I could be assured of a victory.

But, Hubs was in a scary-ass car accident today.

He is home and fine, but it's one of those things where he very easily could not be here right now, had anything happened even slightly differently.

So, I'm submitting my first try(crappy looking hair and sucky score and all) and then we'll be heading to bed soon to watch White Collar and try to sleep.

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Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Survivor Challenge #2

That's right, I'm still on the island.
 
My player, Cirie, hasn't been voted off the show
 
OR
 
Supah's Island.
 
Last week, we had to make a Valentine and send it to our host, Harv.
 
He picked his favorite and that Survivor won immunity for her team and some really cool prizes.
 
The winning card showed Harv her BOOBS.
 
Why didn't I think of that?
 
I have the biggest boobs of all the players.
 
I mean, my PLAYER, Cirie, has the biggest boobs.
 
Me, I'd love some implants to help my sad little girls out.
Hey, is that a prize, too?
Supah got everything else donated.
 
This week, we had to create a Survivor BUFF-on.
buff + button = buff-on
 
One that stood for us as a player in the game.
 
So, who am I?
 
Well, I've been told that I'm precious and sweet.
Are you laughing? You probably should be.
 
And my character is hero.
 
Who thinks she should be a villain.
 
Sort of like me:
 
 



 So, as Cirie said, I'm a:
 
 




Oh, dear God, is that what I look like when I squint into the sun?
Sunglasses better be a prize that I win before you vote me off the island.
'Cause I look scary!
 
 
 
 
 

This week, I really want to win because the prize is ALL ABOUT WINE.
 
You know that's perfect for me.
 
GO, HEROES!!!!
 
Be sure to check out the other buff-ons at Supah's Island.
 
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Friday, February 12, 2010

Survivor Challenge #1

I am one of Supah's Survivors. Each one of us assigned a Hero or a Villain, with our Supah's version of immunity challenges. Lose, and we have to vote one of our tribe off the island.
There are also fabulous prizes involved. See the list of sponsors on my side bar!
I am a Hero. Cirie, to be exact. The brainy lady with the sweet smile who secretly pulled off some great blindsides. Yet, no one hated her for it because she had others do the dirty work; she sat back and quietly controlled the game. She did question a little why she was on the Heroes team and I love how she described herself- if you missed it during the show, you will see it in the last line of my poem.
Yes, we had to write a poem. Probably karmic payback for the poems I assigned my former students to write. I'm sorry.


Our first challenge was to make a Valentine's Day card for our host, Harv. MAKE, as in with paper, glue, and other crafty stuff. The former elementary teacher in me was excited...until I realized that we are having a freak snowstorm here in Eastern NC, meaning that I will not be able to get to the store or to storage, where the majority of my craft supplies are.


But, even with recycled-from-one-of-my-boys'-art-projects construction paper, I'm still sending Harv a fabulous Valentine.


Ignore the odd green stuff in the background- that's from the palm tree painted on my desk.



H arv, my love
E veryone on the heroes
R eally loves you.
O ur opponents lie.
E veryone knows that
S upah's Island is sending you love.

R eality tv hosts have nothing on
U , Harv
L ove from all the heroes,
E specially me, the "gangsta in an Oprah suit."

Happy Valentine's Day, Harv!
Love,
Cirie

Be sure to check out all the Valentines in this first challenge at Supah's Island.

Harv will be picking the winner next week, after he receives our cards(so he can appreciate my superior craftsmanship). Losing team will be voting off one or more of their team members.

Let's go, Heroes!

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