Is it just me, or do many of Gloria Estefan’s songs from the 80’s sound the same? I’m listening to one of the Christmas XM stations and that thought just struck me. Yes, I am strange, why do you ask?
While I may not blog all that often anymore, it doesn’t mean that I don’t think about it… or that attempts aren’t made to blog. I’ve even wowed people on the knitting blog by posting three whole times this month. Amazing, I know. Anyway, I was playing around with that blog tonight (adding a new widget to the sidebar for my Caps) and discovered that my columns were cutting things off as they were too short. So, I go on a search for some help. I know a bit of website designing, but not much at all. I find the answer that I need, then discover that I can’t do a damn thing about it unless I upgrade my account to a Pro account. I’m already at a Plus account – and with the amount I’m blogging of recent, I’m throwing that $89.50 down the drain. Why would I pay a minimum of $149.50 a year to not blog? Which sucks, since I’d like to personalize both of these blogs a bit. (Really, TypePad’s templates… in a word or two, they suck.) I could move the blogs, but moving everything is a pain in my ass. Oh well.
If anyone is still interested… an update on the personal life is coming soon. I got an interesting text from B last night (nothing dirty, for once, LOL) and I think I just need to talk it all (or type it all) out.
Oh, and who knew that this blog would get a new reader? I figured it’d always be the same four people reading. 😉 All hail the power of the Gingercrack Latte! Actually Brian reminded me of the finest Thanksgiving moment in TV history (which is odd that he posted it just after having had many conversations recently reminiscing about WKRP in Cincinnati – I loved that show!):
I hope you all had a good laugh at that and had a great Thanksgiving!
How freakin’ cool is this? Granted this will only seem cool to those who watch How I Met Your Mother… but whatever, it’s hilarious! Almost as good as the actual episode last night…
For me, there are few things that signal the happiness (and the start) of the holiday season like the first
Gingercrack – ummm, I mean, Gingerbread Latte of the season. There’s just something about the warmth of it (flavor-wise) that delights me. However, it’s an easy drink to screw up – not that it’s hard or anything, but if you let the shots sit just a few seconds too long, it’s really bitter and isn’t hidden by the syrup. I can always tell how a day will go from my Gingerbread Latte. (Yes, it sounds stupid. I know this.) If it’s a good drink (like yesterday’s) I know that the day will be a good one. If it sucks, it’s going to be crap.
Granted, my crappy day started at 12:30 this morning. Let us have a moment of silence to mourn my nameless iPhone. Yes, it is dead. Deader than a doornail. I will be taking it to Apple this afternoon and begging them to give me a new one. (I’m leaving out the part where it may have been my fault.) Then couple that with the insomnia that kept me up until 4am… you get the picture. Maybe I’ll get another Gingerbread Latte and it’ll get better. So, if you need to call me, hold off until tomorrow. If I can get the phone replaced.
Oh, and will someone tell me why people are convinced that we can sell yarn at a price lower than our wholesale and make a profit? It just doesn’t work that way. Cheap people suck.