Is This What They Call A Staycation?
As many of you know, one of LilZ’s BFFs from birth is visiting for two weeks. He has two BFFs since Birth and one of them lives here in Huntsville while the other moved out to Seattle a few years ago. She comes to visit every summer for two weeks and the three of them are reunited like they were never apart. I’ve never known anyone to grow up with the kind of friendship these three have. The other Moms and I always struggle to explain it to other people. They’re... Read More
Google Whore. Revisited.
It’s not secret that I love Google and all of it’s by-products. (Except Picasa. I’m still too much of a flickr whore to use Picasa.) Well today? There were all sorts of new things waiting for me in my Google Reader. I can now “LIKE” things I read. It is evidently not the same as “SHARING” – which puts them on my sidebar you see to the right – but people in Google Reader who read that same article will see a note that tells... Read More
Shoes with BOWS! Who am I?
My birthday present from LilZ Best. Birthday. Ever. Between roses from my husband the day before to the premiere of Harry Potter the first two hours of the day after, my birthday was most wonderful. I actually put on makeup before I went shopping yesterday. I don’t even wear makeup to work, so you know I was trying to impress someone. I’m just still not sure who. I had good luck at Gap and Banana Republic. I bought a few other things at a few other stores I’ll... Read More
34
You know someone knows you very well when they leave this waiting for you at your front door on the morning of your birthday. This is me. 34 years ago today. I do not think it could be more obvious when I was born from my Dad’s hair than if someone had written 1975 across my forehead upon delivery. If there was any doubt where all of my curl came from, this picture would settle the debate. I’m planning on really treating myself today. I’ve never done this before,... Read More
The Important Questions Of The Universe
MrZ took me out to eat Friday night at our newest fancy restaurant. We’re a small town so I’m not sure how our “fancy” equates to yours – but any menu that spells out the cost instead of types it as a number? Is fancy in my book. You know, that entree costs “eighteen” instead of “$18.” That’s high-class right there. Because only us peons use the number pad on a keyboard. Now, MrZ and I like to eat out. We wish we could... Read More
