I let my birthday slip by without telling you about my new toy! Bad girl! It's this thing here:
I thought long and hard about this for about a week before finally purchasing it. After all, I already have a cell phone and PDA, so did I really need another gadget riding around in my handbag? Apparently so. It's NOT a PDA replacement, make no mistake about that. And there are still a few things my PDA has/does better than this 770. But for internet surfing and chatting via GoogleTalk .. I'm lovin it. Like my PDA, it's handy to have while sitting around waiting for your car to be worked on or at the doctor's office, or anywhere else you need to pass the time. As long as you have access to Wi-Fi or Bluetooth via a cellular phone, you're connected. But even if not, there are a couple of games that will help pass the time and it can read PDF files. No camera on this one; the camera came later with the advent of the replacement: Nokia's 800. The onboard memory is rather puny, but you can supplement that with an RS-MMC card up to 1GB. You can use that for virtual memory and to stash music and PDF files. While the 770 can play your MP3 files, it's no i-Pod, and it's forte is streaming Internet radio. Still, for the money ($129 after a $10 Google Checkout discount via Buy.com), it's a really great bargain. More photos in the Photo Album.
The old hag has been pushed a bit closer to the half-century mark, dragged kicking and screaming actually! I've gotten e-cards and virtual flowers from online friends, a head butt from Sunny, and a birthday kiss from Robert. Too bad I wasn't able to get the day off work (but my boss promised some time off later this month!). And last but not least I bring to you .. a birthday dance from Jack E. Brown! Enjoy! Work it, Jack E!
If you know me, you know my age. If you don't, well, you'll just have to figure it out. But the important thing to remember is that I've become quite vain as I hurtle toward that half-century mark. Most of the time, I'm told I look much younger than I actually am. This may be because I don't usually act my age.
But there are some clues flying around out there that I'm no spring chicken anymore. One such was the other day when I was out shopping in a department store. I had my cute little crop pants on, makeup still on from work, I thought I looked okay. I took my purchases (cute clothes and shoes and other girly girl stuff) to the counter to pay. As I'm standing there, the sales clerk asks me how old I am. (Well, it wasn't a bar so I knew I wasn't being carded, so I told her.) And then I committed a mortal sin. I asked her, "Why do you ask?" I should not have done that. Do you know what she told me? She said, "Oh, I just wanted to know if you qualified for the senior citizen discount, it's Tuesday."
Oh My Dog. Oh Long John. Oh Long Johnson. Oh Don Piaaaano. I couldn't believe my ears. I told her, "Even if I show up in here with FRESH CEMETERY DIRT IN MY HAIR, do not give me the senior citizen discount!" I felt like Shirley MacLaine in Terms of Endearment after Debra Winger informed her she was about to become a grandmother!
What a great time to come sliding back into the OC, sideways, hair on fire, dust all around. Lots of cool new toys to play with. But it looks like he got it right oh so many months ago:
We now have a shiny new OC!
Lot of things have been going on, I've been just swamped with work of every description (fun and not so fun), but really been enjoying our new house. (More about that later.) Lots of catching up to do.
Sorry that it seems like I've abandoned this blog (for the second time, and this time I didn't announce it or warn you). Been very busy. Biggest news of all is we finally bought a house and have moved in and gotten fairly settled. Still some boxes scattered around, but, well I figure I have the rest of my life to unpack. I'll post on that later because there's much to tell about this house.
I've also been making a concerted effort to market Pixelita Designs a bit more aggressively. But it wasn't fair for me to try to garner business if I didn't have time to do any work. So now that the decks are cleared... watch out!
I am going to resurrect my weekly Sunday Sixpack post a bit later today. This Sunday's theme is world music. (Now, if we could just have world peace too....)
* And this slick new laptop (he took mine over and we got rid of the one he had, so it was just a big game of musical laptops!).
* My best friend surprised me with the newest CD from my favorite singer, Gibonni!
* And I pampered myself last night with a manicure and pedicure and damn near fell asleep in the spa chair!
The long and short of it was that yeah, gifts are great, but more important is the fact that I was able to spend time today with the people who mean the most to me! A great day all around!
P.S. Why does it say July 14 on this post? Why am I on Oslo time? Here, should you wonder, it's 11:11PM on July 13.
I was a bad girl. I ate a candy bar this afternoon, and after I'd been pretty good and ordered a vegetable combo for lunch today (green beans, cauliflower and a fruit salad). I don't know what came over me. I try to stay away from sweets. Today, I just caved. I didn't even hesitate, I went straight for the Three Musketeers, fluffy center, chocolaty outer coating. Oy.
P.S. I must add that I am NOT on any kind of diet, I just generally stay away from sweets because I don't like getting UTIs and sweets seem to bring them on. But there was no excuse for this unbridled piggery today!
I might have hit on a great way to make some extra money in my spare time. (Not by spamming you, either.) You know those personals/dating sites out there? I cruise around them from time to time - not because I'm looking, but just out of sheer curiosity. The same reason one might put one's finger in a light socket. Anyway, it occurs to me that quite a number of these people's ads are just poorly written. They are trite, full of cliches, misspellings, grammar misusages, etc. The English major in me positively cringes in horror sometimes.
Now I realize that not everyone is looking for Henry Higgins. Especially in the bedroom. And especially on those sites. But if you really want to put your best foot forward and at least give the appearance of erudition (everyone knows you're pretty much lying through your teeth unless you come out and say you are a fat, unemployed day laborer with a raging case of herpes anyway), then you need to get that ad copy cleaned up.
Don't be like that guy I saw recently who proclaimed to have a "genious IQ of 147." Go ahead and roll your eyes; I sure as hell did. Only question I have, and here's where you can help me, dear readers, is.... How much should I charge?
I'm taking a break from this web site and from being online in general; don't know for how long. So go play in the archives until I return, whenever that may be! Peace out.
Update: To explain, because you deserve that, there is a lot going on "on the other side of the screen" as Loku expressed it. Robert has health issues, we are in the middle of looking for a new house, my job has become busier than ever, I'm trying to get my web design business off the ground after a year-long hiatus. The point is that I have been seriously remiss in taking care of my offline obligations. Once I clean house, so to speak, I'll be back, don't worry. (Did you think you were gonna get off that easy?)
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