Ok, I might be back now. I got a little sidetracked. Imagine that.
I just added a page counter. I love comments. I don’t have a lot of comments. I must get my love somewhere, people, and if I have to engage a hit counter to prove your love, that’s exactly what I will do. That was an unabashed plea for some comment love right then, folks. 😉
I went to Joyce Meyer’s Women’s Conference and I had an incredible time. Loved it. Loved. It. My phenomenal friend The Godsister paid for my part of the trip; the ticket, the gas, the hotel room and then bought me an Everyday Life Bible to boot! I wish there were words to convey how much I deeply appreciated her and her hubby doing that for me. What an incredible blessing.
I’m sick again. I think I might be in the homestretch because I’m not running a fever anymore. Let me tell you how bad it is… I haven’t smoked since Friday night. Yeah, that bad. I spent the whole weekend coughing and sweating. You know the kind of deep hacky cough that comes from your toes and you make sure to do a Kegel before the cough commences? Yeah, ladies, you know what I’m talking about. For you men out there — here’s the drill… 1- Kegel, 2- cough, and 3- thank God you didn’t piddle a little. Thank you for visiting The Temple of *TMI, please drive through. At least it wasn’t as bad as a feminine hygiene product commercial.
Friday night we went for dinner and music at The Fifth Gear Bar & Grill where we enjoyed fantastic greasy fried stuff bar food and listened/danced/partied to Strangely Familiar. What a blast! I got Nanner a lime green photo album, some stickers to decorate it with, and $25 gift card to get prints to put in it.
I not only got behind in my blogging, I also got behind in keeping up with blogs I check with Google Reader. GR says I still have 114 unread entries and I better get on it. I try to take it in chunks.
Why is it I always leave the laundry until we have 8 loads of clean, wrinkled, clothes on the floor next to the dryer and then it takes hours to get it all hung and folded and put away. I suck butt. If I would only spend 30 minutes a day on laundry, I think I could keep up with it and it wouldn’t be such a major chore/time hog.
I still don’t have a job. I’m trying to be patient. This isn’t working (trying to be patient I mean) quite as well as one would hope. But The Hunkster has secured part-time employment and that will help!
I finished my Dory doo-rag but it turned out too small, dammit. I was so so so excited when I finished it. I ran into the office and asked H to take a pic for me to upload. I put it on, and almost cried. Just a little too small. It fits Dino though. Back to the drawing board. I added another 1/4 inch all around to my pattern pieces and I’m sewing it now. Since I know you’ll be waiting with bated breath (yeah right) I will have pics up as soon as it’s finished.
Rip it. Roll it. Punch it.