you know you always look like crap...

...when you volunteer at your child's school and one of the moms you know there says, "Wow, you clean up nice!" (jokingly but not really), you remember a little too late that you should use a mirror sometimes.

Yes I do frequent carpool in ponytail-sweatpant-total-lard-butt-wearing fashion on most days. So what's your point?

Today was different though. I think that driving the computer mobile (it has a 20 gig hard drive for crying out loud) is a transforming experience.

Behind that leather wheel and that ultradashboard, I am no longer an in-debt, barely-project-completing, crockpot-managing, venture-"value"-(yes it's the model)-van driving woman. I am Commander of the Grand Car-Van. Chief of Work and Play. Director of Satellite Transmissions for the State of Georgia and local Curves.

The difference is subtle, I know, but worth noting.

Single Frame Book Reviews

I was looking at the Technorati Top 100 the Other Night...

and I realize I don't ready any but a couple of them. What do you suppose that means?

should I have twittered this instead?

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half way to 90

Can I just say that you guys are the frigging best? I am now just a few tenspots away from my new macbook, and am carefully weighing things like: should i get applecare? should i get the extra memory? do i need Office for the mac to swap .doc files with my clients who are PC strident? And please tell me track changes work in Word when passing .docs back and forth... Stuff like that.

In the mean time, I am overwhelmed and remain blown away by the response to helping me make the switch at a time when, well, life has been a bit challenging. Thank you all so much--for every email, every prayer, every good thought, every everything you have all sent my way.

And the special presents today... for the girl who has everything... like this:



and this:



I mean really. Do people who don't use the Internet get stuff like this for their birthdays? I say NAY! No they do not.

Well, I hear the scotch tape dispenser tearing away downstairs, which can only mean that Jenna is putting up birthday signage to make my day. I have an incision to clean, a breakfast menu to review, and blessings to count.

thank you all

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some little bird

so a 'little bird' (what people tell me when i ask them wtf) told of my laptop mac-switching plight and my upcoming birthday (my dad didn't wanna name me Nina June for nothin) and SUDDENLY my paypal account is FLUSH with FUNDS that are going toward a MAC book as soon as I can patch in the rest of the dough, and I cannot COMMUNICATE in mere pixels how overwhelmed I am at the support from more than a dozen of you--each of whom I would like to name, but I know some of you are funny about that, so it puts me in a predicament, how dare you--OMG!

I am not sure how to say thank you to the nth degree, but thank you to the nth degree.

NONE of you had to do this, some of you can't afford to have done this, and many of you did anyway. I don't know what to say.

I really have had trouble lately about what I'm doing here. Not a new story. Many of us are struggling with why. I had lost a lot of faith in the net over the whole KS afffflair, and a lot of faith in what I'm doing here, how much I should be here, where HERE is anymore, and what any of us are doing here.

No big secret that.

It's not the Generous Contributions that have restored something in me. It is the show of support from all of you--some of whom I didn't think even knew I was still around, or whom I assumed had writ me up as being some kind of Really Mean Kid unworthy of further time, love, or readership. Or maybe that was me doing that. Either way.

I'm turning 45 Saturday and this thing--this being here--there is still something to it.

Thank you more than I can say for showing me that even with all the noise, our hearts can still cut through.

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i was thinking that if they can't figure out what to do with anna nichole smith's body...

they should just give it to frank.