Would any of you, my loyal readers, be able to help me upgrade WP to version 2.3.2? I’m sure I could figure it out eventually, but I’m afraid something might go horribly horribly awry.
Cookies, kisses, hugs, cats, whatever, to whomever is able to help. Seriously.
Thanks,
The Management
I was doing a little research for a Lush run early last week, when I ran across this review for Aromaco Deodorant:

Ok, so take a look at the item description:

Notice anything? Anything at all? Perhaps the key word “patchouli”? Yeah, I think our friend Heather kinda missed the boat on the whole Lush thing. Which part of cruelty-free, vegan/organic/vegetarian and in some cases 100% biodegradable packaging doesn’t equate to “hippie” to her?
I cannot express to you all how much I love this store. I stand by my assertion that Lush products make me a better person.
Found this morning, on my dining room table:




Found nearby:
Closer detail:

The perpetrators:

This morning, the Fraggles suffered a disturbing and violent turn of events. Who knew stuffed toys bled? Let us say a prayer for our departed Fraggle comrades.
*Editors Note: Be advised that NOTHING above has been edited in any way. No photoshopping of these pictures has taken place.*
This evening, after running several errands after work, I stopped at Panera for dinner. On my way out, a young couple was walking in as I had just about reached the inner door to leave. And when I say young, envision two 17 year olds: Uggs over jeans, ball cap with a completely flat brim, construction boots with undone laces, collar popped. Yes, as I said, 17 years old. I stopped to let them come in first (there was only one door; it wasn’t a double door.) and the girl and I locked eyes, and she motioned for me to come through first, while she held the door. Her boyfriend took that as a sign of ultimate alpha-male coolness and pushed past her through the door. I looked at her and smiled wide; she smiled back. On my way out, I said “thank you” and she said “you’re welcome”. Then I added “You’ve got a real winner, there.” and she stated “Oh, don’t I know it.”
Oy!
I don’t know why, but it’s taken me about two years to finally realize that most of my favorite shows on NPR are available as podcasts. That said, 11 of the 12 podcasts to which I subscribe are NPR related. I am such a goddamned nerd. What’s even sadder, though, is that I about jumped up and down when I realized that StoryCorps, The World, Selected Shorts and EVERY VERSION OF MARKETPLACE are podcasting.
There is no help for me now. I am a confirmed action-nerd for life.
This is what you get when I run out of things to do at work and I have an internet connection:

Described as the “iPod Stereo Dock Speaker and Bath Tissue Holder” it features:
- Perfect way to enjoy your favorite music in ‘any room’
- iPod dock features four integrated high performance moisture-free speakers for fine clarity and sound
- Dock charges your iPod while playing music
- Compatible with iPod shuffle and other audio devices with audio selector
- Integrated bath tissue holder can be folded as stereo dock
- Requires AC power (AC adapter included)
- Easy to remove from wall mount
- Two tweeters for highs
- Two woofers for lows
And on Overstock.com it’s only $82.99!
And not just ONE skirt, but TWO! (Not at the same time, mind you.) Two skirts in less than 7 days. Oh my! By way of explanation: last summer I attended a client dinner and my manager, whom I hadn’t seen in over a year, didn’t recognize me because I was wearing a dress.
Today I wore this skirt:

And these boots:

And got home just in time for it to start snowing.
My company’s Winter Event was this past Saturday, and NPR Fiancee was kind enough to accompany me as the THA informed me he would rather stick hot pokers in his eyes than dress up. As it was a rather formal event, I decided to go all out.
I wore this top:

And this skirt:

And these heels:

And there was at least one comment to the effect of “this may be the only time in 2008 we see you in a skirt.” Well, not so! There will have been at least two times, now :o)
Found in a Wilmington, NC CVS:

Red plastic handcuffs, y’all. I couldn’t make this stuff up if I TRIED.
You are looking at the Face of Two Years Old, with her biggest fan:



Rowen turned two on Sunday, amidst a gathering of her adoring public. She is just the greatest thing ever, and the light of my life.