Archive for May, 2009
THE CONTEST IS OVER!
I gave y’all plenty of time to enter my contest. I said a week, but I waited an extra day in case time zones were confusing. It isn’t Wednesday anywhere anymore, so no excuses.
I just love this pic. The little knitted pilot’s cap, the awesome jungle-print dress, the monkey face onesie, the backdrop of a billion toys she could be chewing on but isn’t, the fact that she’s about to chomp down on the strap of the diaper bag instead… all of it.
The secret to life…
…is butter. Gérard Depardieu’s character in that movie Last Holiday said so, so you know it’s true. I’m a big fan of butter. Real butter, not that margarine mess. When Steve Jobs said, “scrolls like butter,” I didn’t even blink. It’s exactly like saying “scrolls like the most awesome thing in the world.”
There be a contest herein…
I’m still having technical difficulties of varying kinds, and you don’t want to know what I had to go through to get these stupid pictures up here, so you better enjoy them. Anyway….
The rules:
1) You must post a comment on this post in my personal blog. IMPORTANT NOTE: If you are reading this in Facebook, you have to go to my blog and comment for it to count. Facebook imports my blog posts, such as this one, without any indication that it’s not just another Facebook note, but it is a blog post. Go to my blog and comment on my blog if you want to take part in this. Comments on Facebook will not be counted. Comments on any other blog are not counted. Only comments at Altered Sky are counted.
You know what else is nice? Polka dots. Here is my girlie D.L. in a polka dot dress. (What are you talking about? That was a perfectly sensible segue.)And because you were so patient with me to get to the WW stuff, I’ll throw in a bonus pic. D.L. in a polka dot dress, with bib and prune juice, comin’ atcha right here, exclusively on Altered Sky. Well, and that dumb facebook feed.
Don’t forget to comment here for your chance at Pay It Forward goodies!
digiwhat?
It’s a good thing that today’s MM is about something digital and not something I have to take a picture of, since I’m currently incapable of uploading pictures (though for a different reason than last time, although that reason may still exist… not sure yet… ok back on topic, sorry…).
I don’t understand why things like bank transfers, direct deposits, auto-bill-pays, and so on can take more than 24 hours to process. When they take several weeks, I just don’t get it. It seems like there should be some way to set it up quickly. I don’t know if there really isn’t a way to set it up quickly, or if they are just stringing people along because they can.
so much for my plan
I had a super clever plan to show you pictures of D.L. in pyjamas that are too big for her, my nearly-empty undies cubby, and the overflowing hamper. Our washer has been broken since last Monday, and a week and a half of no laundry should supply all kinds of fun ways to approach Wardrobe Wednesday. Should.
When I imported this picture just now my font got HUGE. I don’t feel like troubleshooting that either. I made it smaller but it’s still in a different typeface. Whatever.
the Dave
In case you’re waiting for a follow-up on my shoe situation, I still haven’t bought any more shoes, because while I was waiting for Thomas to decide how much money I could spend, our washer broke and we decided to buy a new washer before buying new shoes. My washer still isn’t here, and the Primas I was going to get are no longer on sale (not that they still aren’t cheap, but allow me to pout a bit, would you?) so that’s a bit of a bummer.
Due to technical difficulties, you’re not getting a pic of the Dave, but instead a previous picture I found that happens to have the Dave partially in it. You can just make out the corner of my MacBook, a sheet of butterfly stickers, and a
sketch rapid prototype of some software I want to work on when I get my act together. All on the Dave. Dagmar looks pretty happy about it too. Or maybe she doesn’t care about it all and she is happy about me. One or the other.
maternity clothes
It’s no secret that I’m not a big fan of being pregnant. In case you weren’t around for it, just know that when I’m pregnant, I’m a big complainy mess of a woman. I waddle around wondering why I put myself through this and if it will all be worth it in the end. D.L. was totally worth it, and I want more children, and yet the thought of being pregnant again makes me cringe. I mean, I’ll do it again, because that’s how it works, but… uuuuugh. Pretty much the only thing worse than giving birth is being pregnant, because it lasts so much longer.
It’s not Monday anymore
I’m the kind of person that often needs to be reminded to eat. I love my reminders. So I made an account over at Remember the Milk for reminders up the wazoo. Problem: it’s a beta, and the “All Tasks” tab really sucks at actually showing all the tasks. New things pop up, but not ALL the new things. I didn’t really notice until just now that about half the stuff that I was supposed to be reminded of didn’t show up, including my Money Monday reminder. So that’s why you got no MM this week. Our washing machine broke and we need a new one and I’m not in the mood to backblog it, so you’re out of luck! Off to go do some stuff I should have done last week….



