Happy Anniversary to Me

I registered for an account at blogspot in October of 2000 and after two posts, immediately forgot about it.
At the end of Feb. 2002 something happened that reminded me about this blog thing and for some reason, I was hooked. That was a year ago today… how about that?
I bought colormepink.com in March so we’ll be celebrating that anniversary too… ooh, remind me I need to renew it, would you?

Now however, I’m too tired to breathe. See? this getting up early’ll kill ya.
It is nice to have the sunshine back though! Does wonders for my cranky ass.

Nitol!

Early to bed, early to rise

Yeah, Norah Jones! ’nuff said.

Had a very nice family day yesterday. Jim was off. We stayed home and got some stuff done. He spent some time with the kids and we had an early dinner.
Watched the grammys and went to bed, so I’m up with the birds this morning.

I’ve got a to do list a mile long today and I’m going to go pocketbook shopping.
It’s a chilly 39 degrees this morning, but it’s supposed to warm up to about 70. So, I’m freezing now, but looking forward to the warmth.

I upgraded three copies of MT this weekend and I must say that it was the least painful upgrade I’ve ever done. I love MT.

That’s about it from this camp. Have a great day!

Ya Know…

The whole point of the last post was to tell you about the makeup I bought at Target.
Eye and cheek shimmers… Pink, bronze, brown, blue, silver, taupe…
I love them.
That is all - good night.

Whatever…

s***… I had a whole entry here and in one fell swoop I deleted it…
Oh well, the gist was….
I’m drunk really, really tired, went shopping, ICQing with one of my oldest and dearest friends who lives about two and a half hours from here and we never see each other…
absurd, no?
Absurdities seen everywhere below.
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School, Books, Letters to the Editor

Without getting into the gory $*!*#ing details; it looks like tomorrow’s the day that I go up to the school and put my foot down.

yadda, yadda, Christian environment, yadda yadda, loving compassion…
bulls***.
You know, it’s not Christ I have a problem with, it’s a whole s*** load of the people who use his name.

And speaking of names:
I wrote a letter to the editor of a local magazine.
They printed a piece about the The Paradoxical Commandments and credited them to Mother Teresa… Well, she didn’t write them, she just admired them.
I wrote a letter to the editor, very diplomatically pointing that out and not only did they change my letter, but they spelled my damn name wrong.

That better not be my fifteen minutes.
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