So I've been introduced to Plinky and the name alone makes me want to hug it. Remember those entries of "I have nothing to blog about"? Plinky makes those entries a thing of the past. OK, so you're still blathering on about nothing, but now your blathering can have direction! My Plinky question today was
You know, I think I really needed a snow day. We slept in late and had lazy morning sex. Then Chris made coffee and cooked bacon (fake sausage links for me) while I made blueberry pancakes. We lounged on the couch for a while drinking cups of coffee. It was a very pleasant morning. Chris
What do you know, I get nominated for a best writing award and then I have nothing to write about. Chris and I left work early (like noon) because of the ice storm and I’m spending my afternoon cutting recipes out of the ginormous stack of magazines I’ve accumulated. Wow! Step back from all the
Apparently I’ve been nominated for an Okie Blog Award, in the best writing category. I’m honored, but at the same time slightly bemused. Best Writing? Really? Moi? Well… um… OK. If you are an active blogger and a resident of Oklahoma, go vote! Who knows. Maybe I can win this thing, which would be even
First of all, I want to thank every one for all the Happy Birthday wishes I received today. Each one has brought a tear of joy to my eye (it’s turning out to be sort of an emotional day for me). I really believe that this is the best birthday I’ve had in well over
My family came down yesterday for brunch and a day spent at the Sam Noble Museum of Natural History. For some reason, this place never gets old for us and the kids really enjoyed it. I took some pictures. There’s even one in there for Lurpy Dog.
The other night I had a dream where I was tutoring Paris Hilton in yoga. Yeah…tutoring. Apparently I was more involved with her practice then just the poses. I was teaching her Sanskrit and philosophy and about dharma and karma. All that stuff. Any way, we were at her house, having class when I realized
OK, I’m a spaz. I remember this one time (at band camp) during my under-grad days when my sister called me. I had just finished taking my World Thought Three final and when she asked me about it, I just burst into tears. I knew I had failed. It was horrible. I’m stupid. Blah, blah,
I think I’m mostly recovered from the yuck, just feeling a little sluggish. I am amazed at my recovery time from this latest sinus infection. I’m used to these things dragging on for days until I finally break down and go to the doctor for a shot and antibiotics. When my usual drug of choice
I stayed home sick today. I wasn’t faking it; I really was (still) sick. I figure if I wake up feeling like I’ve swallowed glass, I should get to stay home from work. I am feeling better and predict that I’m on the mend (I won’t go into details about what exactly the Neti pot
