I think the title says it all. . . .
I had my “trial” and I got off! People have been asking me if the officer showed and honestly, I have no idea. My Dad was my lawyer and he scuttled back and forth talking to people and looking over “the file” and I had to go in several different rooms and stand when a judge came in, but no one actually spoke to me. Not at all like Law and Order. Also, there were significantly more people dressed in jean cutoffs than on Law and Order. It was like Law and Order, Hill Billy Unit.
I recently became obsessed with a blog called The Lettered Cottage. And when I say obsessed I mean reading it every spare moment I could find. To the point where I was having Lettered Cottage dreams. Well, anyway, I’m reading this thing for days when I get to the author’s post about Blissdom ’10 which I attended. And then, it got crazier. She has a picture on her blog of a very famous House Blogger known as The Nester sitting down at lunch and reaching across her table towards someone. The someone is cut out, BUT that someone is me! I sat across from The Nester at that very lunch. Crazy, eh? For the record, I had not heard of The Nester before this lunch and she is very popular here on the Interwebs. She was extremely gracious to me, which was nice considering I’m this little tiny blogger and she’s such a big deal people are snapping her picture across the room.
Recently a local company contacted me and asked if I’d be interested in test-driving their product. As a blogger, like I said, I’m not a big deal. Mostly, people ask me for free links or try to sell me Viagra. This was a different story. It’s a pack of reusable shopping bags. I don’t know about you guys, but I’m one of those people who would like to be a little more enviromentally friendly, but then stuff like story time and Physical Therapy and neurology appointments get in the way and I never actually get around to doing anything about it. I hate to be so blase about these things, but at my house, we get to the really big deals first and maybe, if we’re lucky, we do things like “Well Visits.” But I wouldn’t count on it. So they sent me a package of their reusable bags and I am totally in love. It’s brainless. They stuff in a little pouch and when I get to the checkout lane I just hand them to the cashier. Then, I get to feel smug and eco-chic as I walk to my car. There was an unfortuante egg-dropping incident, but let’s face it, with me, that kind of stuff is par for the course.
I also wanted to mention that with the new design came Pages! If you’ve got curiosity about Charlie’s medical history, I think I did a pretty good job of getting it down in less that a million words. I’m not sure if you guys noticed it up there or checked it out, so I thought I’d mention it.
And now, I will go off and try to pretend like I’m not dropping my baby off at preschool in less than two days.