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Hi. Remember me? The one who occasionally blogs here? I’m starting my days at 5am and being super productive until everything is shot to hell sometime around Noon (either Noon ET or Noon PT, it varies – but it is always Noon in one of those places.) When stuff gets shot to hell, I’m lucky to get out of my inbox alive so blogging. Um, yea. Someday.
Oh well, I did have time to read a lot of great stuff today (or was it yesterday?) and I’ve only got about 15 minutes before I have to drive with Michelle to school…. so, I’m giving you my favorite links of the day.
Ask a Girl (from New Moon) launched. Yay!
Candelaria prayed for brown and then … blah. (the book she mentions is awesome, you should get it if you have kids.)
I’m looking forward to actually watching some of these movie trailer parodies. Someday.
Better interview for Dooce but still not perfect. At least nobody in the segment seemed afraid of the computer.
I would like a horse and a little girl. sniff But not a new monster grill.
Oops, gotta run. Go read and comment and watch and whatever.
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I am the person in this house who is responsible for finding things. It doesn’t matter what is missing, or even if it isn’t missing, everyone – and I mean everyone – yells “Denise (or mom) have you seen….?” And I either immediately reply with ….’s whereabouts. Or, I immediately get up and find it – usually within a few moments of looking. It’s my job and I’m so good at it that nobody ever bothers to look for anything at all. They just ask me where it is.
Yesterday was a very long day. I had something like eight phone calls on top of the zillion emails and all of the other stuff I do every day. I was tired. I twittered that I was going to log off, without packing any boxes again because I was just that tired. More twittering occurred and I changed my mind and decided I could pack just one box. (My goal right now is one box a day…)
I got up. I packed three boxes. All of the purple books from the bookshelf. I needed the packing tape. I went to the bedroom and looked on the grandma cubby, on my bedside table, in my bedside table, in the living room on the entertainment center, in the dining room on the bookshelf. All places where tape is routinely found. No tape.
I looked around the office. I looked inside of my desk. I looked inside TW’s desk. I looked in the little red IKEA box that holds spare pens, glue and office supplies. I looked in the plastic bins stacked in the office, full of stuff we’re planning to sell on eBay or on Amazon. I looked in the little red basket that sits on my desk top. No tape.
I gave up and went to bed. TW and I bought packing tape this morning. That tape is still in the trunk of the car.
Just a moment ago, I came out of the bedroom and into the office and there is the tape. On my desk. Right in front of me. The place where I sit every single day for at least 12 hours a day. Right there. In front of me. Click the picture, you’ll see it.
We may be in trouble because I appear to be losing my touch.
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