Finding Joy in Snarkville

Yes, I know I’ve been MIA lately. I’d love to say it is because I’ve had SO much going on that I just couldn’t see straight, but that just wouldn’t be true. The reality is that I’ve fought a 3 day long headache, I’m not sleeping well at night, and I’ve been more than a wee bit grumpy. While my grumpy is normally great fodder for a blog post, it isn’t good fodder for my life returning to normal/sanity, thus I took a much needed little vacation and hope that I’m ready to return to my full snarky self. Ahem, moving forward.

I promised to tell you all about our little trip to Playmobil. And I keep my promises. (more…)

I’ve spent two days trying to come up with a suitable intro after being gone for a week.  Wow, has it really been that long?

To sum up my week, I’ve flown nearly 7,000 miles; eaten thousands of calories of really good food; laughed and cried with my family — sometimes at the same time; and attempted to survive on as little sleep as possible in order to not miss a second of it.  Yes, the trip was completely unexpected (at one point, I had a one way ticket with no idea when I would return home), but no, I’ve got no intentions of going into details.

I promise to tell you all about our visit here though.  (more…)

Picture it, it was a warm autumn day and my son was outside riding on his Clifford Ride-On.  The wind was rushing through his hair, he was adorably cute in his overalls and matching shirt.  He hit a crack in the sidewalk and went face first over Clifford’s Big Red Head.  A small scrap and a little blood, I was carrying him back to the house for a little clean up and TLC.  My neighbor, at the time childless — now the proud father of TWO– flung the window of his house open to yell after me, “Dude, don’t worry about it, chicks dig scars.” (more…)

Sidenote the first, I did take a very shaky (I was trying so hard to be quiet, but couldn’t control my shutters of laughter) video of the first 30 minutes of her talk (I would have gotten the whole thing, but there was a technical difficulty (I ran out of tape) and I promise to get it uploaded somewhere, somehow, some time. But until then, you will have to live with my feeble summary.

Sidenote the second, I’m working on adding links and photos — a bold word is either a link or a photo — CLICK. Also, I’m trying to update this with more as I think of things — and clean up my words a bit — so please don’t correct my spelling or grammar anytime soon, deal? (more…)

Yes, it is true.  I’m heading out the door to go do something I’ve never done before — stand on the street corner to meet a harlot, a self-proclaimed Yarn Harlot.

Now, I never slept on a street for concert tickets.  Nope, never.  When I was in high school, I convinced my parents to let me meet some of my friends who were allowed to sleep out for Billy Joel tickets in the morning with doughnuts.  But that’s about the closest I ever got.

But this is different.  Today, the Harlot, her name is Stephanie Pearl-McPhee, is coming for a book signing and her events have been known to draw over 300 and I’m going.  Yes, I have advanced tickets, but I want GOOD seats; I have this uncontrollable need to meet her — to talk to her — to tell her about the cruise.  My absolute shyness is coming up into the pit of my stomach, but I’m working on being bolder in my old age — and this is the THE harlot.

Now, I’m absolutely bummed that I’m missing my knit night (and I’m not sure how to make it up to Warren), but my evening shall be full of all sorts of yarny fun. Here’s the day’s line up:

• Lunch with the wonder graphic designer, Ms. Crafty.
• Hanging with my buddy in line and her two kids.
• New author, new friend, and really cool lady, Alison, will be joining us in line with her drivers.
• Then there is the Harlot event.

Prince asked me when I would be home? I answered — sometime before you wake up in the morning.  (um, I’m not sure that was the right answer.)

One of the things that constantly shocks me are the things I don’t know.  Once firmly out of my horrible teen years, I am pretty sure that I don’t know it all; however, I’m thinking more about the things that shock me that I didn’t know.  So, it is in this vein that I bring you the Monday List of What I learned recently. (more…)