Who Dunnit? (or, I’m Old.)
November
29
2007
I’m giving you my evil bruised eye, muahaha.
WTH?
I’m not sure exactly how someone could have poked me in the eye without my knowledge, but I’m also not sure how resting blood vessels can spontaneously combust during REM. All I know is that I woke up, took a shower and when I started brushing my teeth I wondered – who punched me in the head?! And then I remembered, I have OLD. You know, that incurable disease where really odd things happen to your body that have no explanation other than that you have OLD. Symptoms include crankiness, irritability, wild mood swings, persistence and righteousness, and then of course wrinkles, graying hair, unexplained bruising and brittle bones.
Yes. I think I’ll blame it on OLD. Unless one of you wants to fess up to sneaking into my house and poking me in the eye while I was sleeping . . .
I’m Feeling Blue.
November
27
2007
If you’re feedreading, now is the time to click through. I’ve just launched my winter theme, please let me know how you like it! I’ll go ahead and spoil it with a screenshot:
- Photoshop Creativity
- Ohh My Blog!
- The Life of Wanda
I’ve installed/set up all of these custom designs (EW clients) just in the last few days – and I’ll be setting up one more within the next day or so – with ohh, a dozen or so more on my to-do list.
Yes, I’m keeping busy over here – and then I just had to make time to squeeze in a new holiday theme here for myself! I know, I’m so selfish, eh? Give a girl a day or two off to dink, would you?
Coming Back Around
November
25
2007
Because sometimes, I can’t help but be inspired by others who have been inspired by me.
That just tickles me… pink.
(and I’m absolutely grateful for the integrity of the designers who sought my permission to use my photo. Thank you so much, 24/7.)
Bloggers and their Feeds
November
25
2007
I, like a gadjillion other bloggers, have a feedreader account. I collect the feeds of the blogs I love and put them there, and I try each morning to read everyone. I try. I even attempt to click through and leave a comment when I’m inclined to do so or I just want to remind that person that I’m still reading them even though I appear to have completely vanished off the face of the blogosphere.
I work here, people. :eyebrows:
So, you can imagine and may even be familiar with the frustration of those [clipped feeds] where you MUST click through if you would like to continue reading. I love you. I do. But I have 100+ blogs in my reader – I know I am not alone when I say if you’ve clipped your feed, you are skipped with intents to return that don’t/can’t follow through. You are losing more readership than you are gaining, in my own humble opinion. Good intentions don’t make for an increase in stats, I say.
Personally, I would rather have you reading my whole post in a reader than skipping what I have to say because I’ve cut it short. I know you have other stuff to do. I can relate! I provide my readers a full feed UNLESS my post is very long and I use the < — read more –> option, those are the only posts that require continued reading on site (for everyone, not just feedreaders).
This is a plea, on behalf of everyone using a feedreader for everyone who has set their feeds to show a short excerpt – please show the full content. Pretty please with splenda on top?
::returns to bloglines with froo froo latte in hand::
Happy and Thankful
November
22
2007
We awoke to this wonderful *shudder* snowy view just a short while ago. It’s white out there, people. That means it’s cold enough to stay white, which means my absolute least favorite season has arrived as well. Brr!!!
We’ll be spending the day with my family this year, so I won’t be cooking and I won’t have any leftovers. (All the better to get back on track after a day filled with mom’s pie!!)
So on to my list of mushy gushy things I’m Thankful for. Please fill my comments with your own Thanksgivings, too. That’s what today is all about!
I’m thankful for a safe road trip in the rain with my family, a warm place to lay our heads and an assortment of pillows to choose from.
I’m thankful for the wonderful life that we’ve been blessed with, to be able to work from home, make our own schedules and be together as a family more than most people get the opportunity to do. I treasure this time that we’re able to go and do things without worry or stress.
I’m thankful that my girls are so well mannered and that as sisters, they have a wonderful bond and rarely fight. That is so good for them, and I’m so glad that they are good to each other more often than they are not.
I’m thankful for my Church family, who has really made me realize how important it is to not just be thankful on Thanksgiving, but every day. To see each good thing as a blessing and a gift and to feel a love and peace in each day makes worry and stress diminish unbelievably fast.
I’m thankful for you, my friends who are reading this, because you’re here and you care and that matters to me more than I can express to each of you individually. I’m wrapping you up in a great big virtual hug and wishing you a very Happy Thanksgiving!!
What the Fronk?
November
17
2007
Man you’d think I just fell right off the face of the earth. Some of you might actually wish that to happen. Well, fooey on you people, I say! Fooey!
I made up a new word the other night. I took the girls out shopping and we passed a local news station on the way to the store. I looked over and saw they were setting up the newscast right out front with the camera and the lights and I hollered “FRONNNNK!” and told the girls I should have fronked the horn at them, and we would have been on the news. Or at least our fronk would have been on the news. Chickeymonkey swiftly informed me that “Fronk is not a word.” Uh. Why not? Didn’t I just say it? Didn’t I define it, too? Why can’t fronk be a word? And most importantly,
She was silent in the back seat and had no answer to my questions. Catybug was on my side. Fronk sounds cool. (Go ahead, try it – like a goose sounding honk, it’s called a Fronk. Because I said so.) Chickeymonkey was pretty upset at that point, and started yelling at Catybug that IT IS NOT A WORD. To which I, the mom, because I am mature and growing my kids up right, replied:
And of course you know what her reply was.
As it turns out, she was just more irritated with Catybug for getting on board so much faster and really having fun with it. She told me in secret that it’s okay if I say it, it’s just NOT okay when Catybug does. Well, that’s no fun, people. I think EVERYONE should be fronkity-fronking whenever they feel like it. So go ahead and fronk if you wanna, you have my full permission and blessing. Chickeymonkey will get over it.
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How to Contact Google.
November
14
2007
For about a week, my page rank has shown a question mark. I’m not sure why, although I do know that Google recently updated page rank across the board. Mine increased (yay!) and now disappeared (boo! not really the fault of Google though, I’m still a 6, it’s just not showing on the little icon thingie, though I got sidetracked at Google.).
In an effort to find a support contact, I went to Google.com. I looked around. I found a support link, and clicked it. No contact form, although I thought that by clicking this cute little text at the bottom that reads “site map” I might just find what I was looking for.
This is Google’s site map.
Pfft….
I just find that amusing. It’s GOOGLE. Google’s site map.
Anyone know how to really get in touch with support at Google?
Dinner Demands from a Six Year Old
November
13
2007
Chickeymonkey presented me with this beautifully hand crafted dinner demand lastnight. Note the period “.” at the end of her request? When she handed it to me, I read it and giggled and replied “oh, really? Yes ma’am, I’ll fetch your dinner right away, ma’am!” – she left the room.
About 20 minutes later, realizing that her demand wasn’t working on me, she returned and took her note away. A few minutes passed and she returned, this time she pointed out that it is now a question (see the red question mark?). NOW will I please go get her some dinner?
Just look at the hearts! And the lime green coloring inside the circular letters?! How could I say no?!?!?!
(I chose a honey mustard grilled chicken wrap, with 260 cal/9g fat/27g carbs/18g protein, it’s one of the best options on the menu, second to a grilled chicken Cesar salad with no dressing.)
