Bandaid, please.

This picture sums up last week pretty well: You didn’t miss much.  This week, however, is supposed to include some furniture transformations, some job/volunteer applications, and lots of fun stuff.  Stay tuned for good times. Speaking of which, I heard on NPR yesterday that the song I always think of as the “Olympics song” is actually only used…

The Unfun Side of Starting a Business

I’m still a long way from “opening up shop,” so to speak.  I’m painting and finding out about printers in the area who might be a good fit for my painting reproduction needs.  The painting is fun, and I generally feel like I’m making progress on the printing situation.  The technology makes sense, and I…

Breathing Again

I had a huge scare at work today.  It felt like my storage closet office was literally caving in for a few hours. I might have forgotten account information for the place that stores our website statistics.  I mean, I couldn’t find that darn info anywhere.  Where are Mom Eyes when you need them? The…

2000 Words (or 2 pictures)

It’s a rainy, cool day, and I’m wrangling all of my coherent thoughts for work, so you’re the lucky recipient of pretty pictures.  If my thoughts were more thought-like and less vaporous, this is what they would say:     I love Italy.  Even when it’s raining and gross there, it’s not gross at all. …

Best Laid Plans

Have you ever noticed that plans very rarely work out the way you thought they would?  That used to bother me when I thought I should be able to control it, but I recently decided to enjoy the spontaneity instead of letting it mess up my day. Last night, for example, I was master of…

New Year’s Declarations

I’m not normally one for New Year’s resolutions.  Only a very small group of people actually stick to resolutions, and I’m not in that group.  Knowing that about myself makes resolutions kind of pointless.  There are things I’d like to remember in 2011, however. The key thing on that list is to look at the…

Time Change Trickiness

If I were Donald Trump and my life were an episode of The Apprentice, my alarm clock would be so fired.  It all started on Sunday–Time Change Sunday. I thought I was smarter than my $3 alarm clock.  How could a cheap clock like that know automatically when to change for Daylight Savings?  I figured…