I'm having some technical difficulties with my internet service. Please stand by while I rip my hair out and call to yell at the cable company some more, and then eat my weight in cinnamon crunch bagels at Panera so that I can use their WiFi.
Because you're being such good sports about my last post, which in point of fact actually put ME to sleep, I thought I'd share the cookie recipe. [Also I decided to do this and then my hosting provider had a massive service crash and I was just GONE for a while and now you surely need cookies to recover.] And then you too can listen to your children whine "But I wanted CHOCOLATE CHIP!!" This recipe started out as something else and I tweaked it here and there because that's what I do, either because I'm making do with ingredients on hand or because I'm just being wild and crazy. (That's me,...
Please vote: Is PIECEY a word? (Hint: "I want one of those cool new hairstyles, you know, where it's all piecey.") (Also a hint: Do not laugh at me during Scrabble. Even if I am laughing so hard I'm pretty much snorting pretzels.) Please send an OED as soon as possible. Thank you.
Sorry for the lack of entry yesterday; Easter kicked my ass (in the best possible way, I promise) and I think I was in bed before 10. I need to share a few things to get us all through this Monday.... 1) It turns out that a whole lotta people responded to that BlogHer survey I had up. Thank you for taking the time! The lovely Elisa Camahort sent me an official-looking summary of the demographic results, and it turns out that y'all are loyal, highly educated, around my age, mostly female, and SO PRETTY. Also, many of you have a lot more money than me. Can I borrow $20? 2) I don't often pimp...
Oh, whoops. Did I forget to post last night? I did. I actually considered posting, but it kept coming out sort of like this: Grumble, whine, grrrrr, hate hate hate, WAAAAH. Fascinating, I know, but it seemed like I ought to spare you. Today I have about fifty gazillion deadlines looming (yes, I rock at math) and so you will have to find some other way to entertain yourselves. But, because I am all about the love and the sharing, I will help. Make sure your speakers are on, then go watch this. Very, very cool. (Thanks, Rudy!)
Oh my word, that was fun. Y'all are so pretty! And clever! Honorable "if only you knew how to count the syllables" Mention to my father, for his freeform not-haiku: clean floors avoid tripping over iambic pentameters haikus rule(Dad wins a lovely "Now I Can Count" board book.) Honorable "I would love to give you an award but since I know you in real life I'm thinking you should be disqualified on some sort of nepotism clause" Mention to Zuska, for her lyrical haiku: Ah! Like winter snow, the dust has made a landscape so serene. Why clean?(Zuska wins, um, my admiration!) And... ... First...
I am gripped with spring cleaning fever, even though it's not spring and I hate to clean. It's just that every so often I reach saturation on the amount of clutter in my house and become a small tasmanian devil with The Garbage Bag of Doom. The children do not like The Garbage Bag of Doom, for it signals the end of many of their most significant relationships. I get into this mode, I'm all about shovelling away the random drawings, magazine clippings, happy meal toys, etc. As I gradually uncover actual surfaces, I whip out the Fantastik and wipe down the newly discovered tabletops. And then!...
In the interest of full disclosure, there are some things which I believe need to be pointed out to you fine folks. I would hate for there to be any confusion about important issues. At the time of this posting, I have raised $2,525 for the upcoming Susan G. Komen 3-Day in August--over half of my goal. This includes, I believe, an anonymous donation of $1,000. I am awed and humbled by everyone's generosity. Special thanks to other walkers who've shared their stories in comments or emails; to say that today has been inspiring would be a gross understatement. Julie takes issue with my post and...
In addition to having handily disposed of not one but TWO websites today (if only I could harness my powers for good), there are now further technical difficulties which necessitate the absence of a real post for tonight. And by "further technical difficulties," I of course mean "I am still laboring over an assignment due in the morning which I have somehow not yet completed; unless the person reading this is my editor in which case it is totally already done, no worries at all, and by the way have I mentioned lately that you are pretty because you totally are." In lieu of a real post, have...