January 11, 2007

January 9, 2007
You want me to advertise where?
Tried to post earlier today but the elves at Blogger were diligently working behind the scenes on something and the whole dang site was sidelined for a bit.
January 8, 2007
“I’ve been Zoe’d”
So we’re all ready to leave this morning, all three of us, and M figures out that his wallet is missing. This is not a good thing, obviously, as he needs his license to drive and it is a safe bet that his credit cards should not be in some stranger’s hands, especially if that stranger is not an honest type, not that we would know since we’ve no idea where the wallet actually is. As usual, I went into my mental checklist mode, first narrowing down where he might have lost it, going through the many stops we had this weekend and remembering if he used his wallet or I used mine, and eventually reaching the conclusion that he last used his wallet yesterday evening when we got gas at Sam’s.

January 8, 2007
Hello Shoes, Goodbye Lights
January 5, 2007
Eyeglass Lenses or Camera Lenses
Ahhhh. Friday. Finally. At last.
January 4, 2007
We we we all the way home
Spent last night de-Christmasing my basement, so as to get ready for Beano’s Bridal Shower in a little over a week. It’s lookin’ darn good, if I do say so myself. Tonight I’m tackling the upstairs.
January 3, 2007
Drama Queen
Dinner, just in case you ever wondered, is more enjoyable when you aren’t seated next to a screaming child. Just slightly better than that is when the screaming child is not your own.
January 2, 2007
The Good Life
Wisdom from the side of my Starbucks cup:
January 2, 2007
Fresh Start, First Steps, and New Bras
Well, it’s the new year, and I for one am glad. I like the fresh start. There’s just something good about a fresh start. I’m freaky like that, though. I like finishing up a tube of toothpaste and starting the fresh, new one. Same with deodorant. I like Sunday nights and Monday mornings simply because trash and recycling pick-up is Monday morning, and it’s a fresh start with our trash/recycling cans. I like receiving new slippers for Christmas (thanks Mom and Dad Z!) and finally throwing out my 13-year-old cruddy slippers with the holes in the soles.
January 1, 2007
Is it it’s or its?
You know what’s really funny? Being totally drunk and going back and re-reading what you’ve just posted and finding that you’ve screwed up “it’s” versus “its” and being completely hacked at yourself because that’s totally a rookie mistake and one of your worst pet peeves.