Saturday, December 24, 2005

Merry Merry Happy Happy

Today I will be scurrying around. Still a few last-minute gifts to purchase and a whole house to tidy before friends and family come over tonight.

I don't really know who reads this or what religion they are or what holidays they observe. But I do hope everybody's with someone they love, appreciating the joys and beauties of life. Today, tomorrow, and always.

Friday, December 23, 2005

If I'm shaking...'s because several of hubby's students gave him Starbuck's gift cards, which he promptly handed over to me. I only go there when it's free, and actually feel kind of weird even then. I have an aversion to the place. But I can't let them make all that money off the gift cards without even having them redeemed. So I will do my part. I will make the sacrifice.

In preparation, I cruised their website. Specifically the nutrition info. I will be avoiding all the food items. Holy moly, they sell some sugary fat-bombs. Add in a beverage and you won't have to eat for days... especially if you go there after a breakfast like I had at home this morning, which consisted of one rum ball, a chocolate-cherry cookie, and an eggnog latte.

Thursday, December 15, 2005

We all have them...

Those socks that sneak off in the dead of night, leaving no clues as they abandon their mates. Such an unfair, cowardly way to go. So unkind, too, dooming their counterpart to a life no longer full of the joys of service to others. (Unless a painful and eventually fatal career as a shop rag counts.) Luckily, however, there is new hope for those left behind.

If you are trying to help a loved sock recover from separation, you may be interested in this site.

Monday, December 12, 2005

Attention parents!

If you have a child who has seen the ads for FLOAM, you have probably been hounded relentlessly to purchase some. Beware! Read this site first. And note there is a recipe there for a homemade floamish substance.

staring truth in the face... er, um, chest.

Okay, I may have to get one of these, as seen at OneHorseShy. I would hang it on the wall in my disastrously cluttered and oh-so-scary "office" (aka The Great Room of Crap). Oh, wait, they're twenty bucks and I haven't finished my Christmas shopping. And I kind of accidentally already somehow ended up with a new mp3 player and an armband for it and some speakers for it and a MC protector and UV filter for my camera. I won't be buying a twenty dollar t-shirt for my wall after all.

Friday, December 09, 2005

The next time you see my butt...

...keep your comments to yourself and remember these two words that make it all worthwhile... eggnog latte.