So, the love of my internet life made me a little bit happier tonight. Thanks to one of my friends from #mefi, who shall remain nameless but likes to drive taxi's, I am now a proud owner of a gmail beta account.
As soon as I get some invites, I will share the love.
I really really wish I hadn't learned what a blumpkin is. (If I have to know, you have to know, too.)
Oh well, it's not like they can mess with a good clean word like "snowball". Oh wait, they can?? Damn it.
... the Gwyneth annoys me.
She had her baby yesterday and named it "Apple Blythe Alison Martin". That's right - Apple.
Geez that is stupid.
It's weird when the voice you have heard in your head for 5 years sounds nothing like it does in real life - not that that is a bad thing.
From the mind/mouth of my 7yo as he is getting ready to take me to lunch at the Olive Garden (he is in his room, picking up some clothes he left on the floor the last 2 days and putting them in his half full hamper):
"Mom, you have lots of cleaning to do, but, since it is Mother's Day, you can take the day off." Gee, thanks, dork.
I had a great day. After a wee bit of prodding to remind the child that he might have something for me, I received two of the best cards and a flower in a pot that had been hand painted by him in school just for me. He told me that he didn't know what I liked, so he painted dinosaurs on there for me - a T-rex, a pointy back one, and a long neck one, with one flower amongst them. It was very sweet and I think the flower is a violet, but I am not sure. I really suck at the whole flower thing.
No matter what, nothing beats being called an "Awesome Mom" and getting a great big hug at the end of the day.
Dear Mr. Voyeuristic House Painter Guy,
You are an asshole.
Not only do you come to the house to paint unannounced, you left things not in the least way you found them. For instance, why the fuck did you leave my expensive grill out in my yard and not back on the covered patio where you found it? Also, did you really need to twist all of the limbs on any tree near the house to get your ladder in, thereby killing all of the said twisted limbs? You asshole. And fer fucks sake, the single limbed sapling on the side of the house by the A/C?? You really needed to twist it and kill it?? Geez. And I was even willing to get a giggle and overlook the fact of your ill-timed painting around the bedroom windows, but to come back on a Saturday morning at 9:am to get me to sign something saying you had been there was too much.
I am so glad I will not be here the next time you come around.
Paula
I had a client (he is a personal trainer, so he is a bit proud of the way he looks) in my office today that I had to ask if he was married or not, so I could complete his paperwork.
He thought he would be cute/witty and ask if I was hitting on him. I answered, "Do you want me to?". He shut up like a clam and the expression on his face was priceless. I said, "Bet you weren't expecting that, were you?". His reply of "um..no" has been making me giggle ever since.
Okay, considering this is a website based in Hollywood, I really really thought that the website whorepresents.com was to be read Whore-Presents.com. It was only after getting about half way thru this article talking about going to a subscription based model that I realized that it should be read as Who-Represents.com.
Personally, I think my way is more appropriate.