Monthly Archives: March 2009

My jaw hurts today,
and not from gettin’ it on.
I hate wisdom teeth.
:(

If you don’t read Dooce yet, what are you waiting for?! Go! Believe me, you’ll be hooked in no time.

Now that you’ve read up on the awesomeness that is Heather B. Armstrong, I’m sure you’ll be as thrilled as I am with her newest book release: It Sucked, and Then I Cried.

In the midst of her month-long book release tour (all while very pregnant, how does she do it?!), Dooce landed in the great NW yesterday and will be signing her books here tonight. Of course, I will be there waiting my turn in line with hundreds of other fans, just to catch a glimpse of her massive pregnant belly. If I’m lucky, she may even have bride hair.

I have no idea what to say at a book signing, this will be my very first. I wonder how much awkwardness can accumulate over the 15 seconds it takes to scrawl a signature across the inside panel of a book?

Prompted by popular demand, I’ve got pictures!

I’ve been doing some sewing again lately, this time trying a slightly different approach and a completely new attitude. After 2 failed attempts, I was about to give up. After much determination, I managed to produce a real, functioning Saturday Market style bag! HP even helped pick out the fabric.

I like the results this time around, despite it’s Earth-mother-meets-80’s raver feel. It will probably end up being mailed to my flower child sister who would most likely rock the shit out of it.♥

Girls that ‘board are hott.
I try not to feel left out.
I’m inferior.

HP came home with a few cases of gum about a month ago. I grabbed a “pallete” from one of the cases and tossed it in the back seat of my car. There it has been ever since, with just three packs taken out so far. I don’t chew a whole lot of gum, the texture is too gross.

We took my car to run an errand a few days ago. HP takes his usual spot in the passenger seat of my car (I almost always drive), and notices the open pallete of gum in the back. He asks if I’ll put it back in the house, and I ask why it matters. He looks at me and completely serious, says:

“Because you’ll CHEW IT TOO FAST!”

I gave him The Look, which really said “…….ARE YOU EFFING KIDDING ME?!”, and I’m pretty sure he came back down to reality.

HP: One more hour till I get to see you again.  J

Rain again today.
One more month before sunshine.
Sigh. I can do this.

Me: *shudders* I saw a spider in the basement last night. It’s still in there, near our clothes.
HP: Well they say if you see one, there’s a thousand outside hungry waiting for you to fall asleep in the grass.

HP: Ha, you must have gotten the fancy yogurt.
Me: I got Cinnamon Roll, Raspberry Cheesecake and Apple Turnover.
HP: ………I didn’t know it was like that.