>and the name of my blog is now going to be (drumroll please) “Bella Foxx’s Life”.
Yes the majority of voters wanted my blog to stay the same.
So there you have it. I will have a new poll later today.
>and the name of my blog is now going to be (drumroll please) “Bella Foxx’s Life”.
Yes the majority of voters wanted my blog to stay the same.
So there you have it. I will have a new poll later today.
>On the name of my blog.
I am going to be leaving soon. I cut out my bag and I want to get started putting it together. I want it to be done by next Saturday. I don’t have anything planned for next Saturday, I just want it to be done. I decided with the leftover fabric to make a little quilted bag, if is is pretty enough, it will be a gift for my 3 year anniversary of my blog. Which will be in November. If this goes well, I may drag out the dress I’ve had cut out since I don’t know when and sew it. That would be nice, a new dress for spring. If I remember correctly it is yellow.
Well, I had more to say, but I just looked at the time and I only have an hour to sew.
>Em and I are going to the city Saturday. Yes, I will go even with a cold. Just take a box of tissues and I will be fine (I hope).
So today she is sending me e-mails about her horrible no good week, I cannot go into details here but she asked about getting a massage, I started thinking, where did I just read about someone getting a massage? It was Daryl on her blog, so I went to Google, opened my reader and started reading through her post until I found it. Then I sent an e-mail to Em with the name. Exhale Spa.
Of course she wanted me to call to find out how much $ and make the appointment. So then I googled the name and found the website with the phone number. Called to make an appointment for two massages on Saturday, well, the only times that were available were times we couldn’t make. So I made an appointment for her, said I would go another day, HA the girl who doesn’t like to be touched is going to get a massage? Don’t think so.
It’s ok, since she offered to pay for the massage and I’m not getting one, I asked her to pay for my hair appointment. She did, and now I have no more gray.
Then this cold hit, you know how you can be just sneezing and no other symptoms, then all of a sudden, in a second it feels like your have this sinus pressure headache and you are all stuffed up and have no idea how you are going to be able to sleep. I have no cold medicine to take, I used my netti pot but that isn’t lasting. I might sneak upstairs to see if Em has anything I can take. It is too late to take a Tylenol® PM, but that wouldn’t help with the cold symptoms anyway.
On a brighter note, I ordered the tickets for Phantom! Gwen and I are going in April. She needs to for school, Em is having her Administrative Professionals Day so I get to go with Gwen and we are going to see Phantom!
Yesterday I went out to lunch in the cold snowy weather, very icky, I was wearing my crocs and not the fuzzy ones and no socks. In my head I wrote a blog post complete with snazzy title and calling myself an intrepid girl reporter and bemoaning the fact that I didn’t check the weather report and so didn’t have the proper footwear but had worn my gray jacket. As you can see the post never made it here.
This post that was in my head never made it to my blog and if you are a regular reader you know this is not the first time this has happen. What I want to know is why? Why can’t it go from head to blog?
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I think I already mentioned that. Anyway, here is the card I sent her, I got it at Borders. The inside is blank, I don’t remember exactly what I said. I also included a gift card from Target. Well, I said I wasn’t going to send her any money, I didn’t say anything about anything else.
On another note, another person signed my guest book! That makes me so happy! I now have 13 slides in my book, which means I really have 12 guests since one is of me. Well, OK, 11, one person signed twice.
>this morning, funny though, there was a long line at Starbucks. A lot of schools were off today for President’s weekend.
Last night Em and I were talking about Vincent movies to watch while D is in Toronto. I said there is one but I didn’t want to say the name, wasn’t sure how she would react, but when she looked at me and said ‘Go ahead.’ I was pretty sure she was thinking the same, so I said, ‘Full Metal Jacket‘ and of course that was the same one she wanted to see. He has done a lot of movies, it is going to be hard to pick just a few. But that is one we both want to see.
Tonight I went up to Macy’s to get some make-up. Lancôme was having a give-away, I got some eye cream and it was enough for two gifts.
I was trying to find something that would show how many comments and names of commentors for my blog but couldn’t and I really should be getting to bed. I have a busy day planned for tomorrow.
>I did not post yesterday, I mean I did but I didn’t write a personal post. I didn’t turn on my computer on at all when I got home.
If you read this before and now see more, it is because I was trying to send that from my phone while on the train and I kept falling asleep. A combination of a late night and the soothing, rocking motion of the train. {HEE}
Gwen and I went to the meeting. Then we went to put gas in the car (Stitch used it all up!) then to Target to get shampoo and cat litter (and a box of whoppers, er malted milk balls, what I didn’t eat I left for Tigger this morning) then to the bank, she needed to deposit her paycheck (she won’t use the ATM in Fishkill, {Shrug}). So we didn’t get home until after 10:00, everybody was in bed, I searched through my stuff for something I know I got and now can’t find, (ARG) and did all that other bedtime stuff. All in all, I got to bed sooner than last night, but I was still oh so tired this morning. Falling asleep standing up tired.
>I urgently needed a few days off work, But, I knew the Boss would not allow me to take leave. I thought that maybe if I acted ‘Crazy’ then he would tell me to take a few days off. So, I hung upside-down on the ceiling and made funny noises. My co-worker asked me what I was doing. I told her that I was pretending to be a light bulb, so that the Boss might think I was ‘Crazy’ and give me a few days off.
A few minutes later the Boss came into the office and asked, ‘What in the name of our good Lord are you doing?’ I told him I was a light bulb. He said, ‘You are clearly stressed out. “Go home and recuperate for a couple of days.”
I jumped down and walked out of the office… When my co-worker followed me, the Boss asked her, “…And where do you think you’re going?!”
(You’re gonna love this….)
She said, “I’m going home too… I can’t work in the dark.”
Stolen from, err, reprinted with permission, oh ok! Reprinted without permission from Brown English Muffin.
I e-mailed this to a co-worker and got this reply back.
Thank you…you funny princess just what I needed…starting laughing so uncontrollably that my boss came out of his office and told me to go home because he believed that I was suffering from MMBS syndrome, otherwise known and Monday Morning Blues Syndrome and it is known to be contagious so he sent me home. I will see you on Tuesday.
Your work is done here!
>Don Mills Diva wrote a post recently, check it out and if you like it/agree with her copy the link and write a post about why your blog should be respected.
My blog started as a way to keep track of my Weight Watchers progress. I was hoping that putting my numbers ‘out there’ would help me stay on track. Well, Weight Watchers is not going so good, but I now have three blogs and am having a great time. I have this blog, a blog for books and a blog for crafts. Blogging is like a door to another world.
This has become my outlet for my thoughts, and that is all I ever wanted it to be, if you were to read my diary it is about the same. Nothing is too personal, that is still saved for my diary that is hidden in my . . . Well never mind I am getting off track. I don’t have a degree in journalism, or any degree for that matter, no one who tells me they like my blog goes on to ask, BTW Do you have a degree? Most comment on how beautiful my blog is, that makes me happy, probably the artist in me that wants everything I touch to be beautiful.
So merely the fact that I am a human being with feelings, this is not a computer stringing words together, I deserve respect and by extension so does my blog.
Thanks for listening.
>and I am so glad to be going home today, which you can probably tell by the fact I am blogging instead of downstairs enjoying the complementary breakfast.
This is a nice room and it is warm, perhaps a little too warm, the heat has raised dry skin patches on my legs and itching. No tub either. The only mirror is behind the sink so I have to lean across this counter to put in my contacts and put on my make-up which I definitely need cause my nose and surrounding check area look like crap. And since I forgot my bottle of Tylenol®, I had to pay $2 for 4 tablets. I am also bloated from not enough water and too much restaurant/deli food. Not to mention drinking every night!
I have also not had the time or energy to take care of my tag. I have not forgotten I am planning to do that tonight also, or maybe tomorrow. And there was a blog I read that I wanted to comment on. That will also have to wait. Until I do, I leave you with this thought.