Monthly Archives: June 2008

The Crazy Shit That is My Life

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Let’s see, where do I start.  This is going to sound a tad disjointed, but bear with me.  You see, I’ve been taking more and more steps towards being more green.  As part of that movement, I’ve switched to more natural deodorants – no, don’t worry, this won’t be about stinky arm pits.

My favorite deodorants are from the LUSH line.  They not only smell great, they work and well, they’re natural (or at least more natural and aluminum-free).  Only problem, they also get a bit crumbly.  So as you’re wiping the pits, pieces crumble off and onto the floor.

I also feel the need to remind you that it’s been HOT out here lately.  And you’ve heard me mention it before (and will probably here me mention it again and again to come), we don’t have central air.  We do have a window/wall unit, but really, it only makes the living room cooler.  The rest of the apartment remains mere degrees cooler than the outside.  And well, when it’s 95+ outside and 85+ inside, it makes household chores a bit daunting.

Needless to say, I have vacuumed the carpets since before we left our on vacation a couple weeks back.  It’s on the list of things to do, but really, I have to wake up early (as does the hubs – therein lies my challenge) to beat the heat and well, that hasn’t happened just yet.

Bear with me here, I’m getting to the point of my story…

So this morning, I was getting dressed and putting on my shorts, when something got into my eye.  Apparently, I must’ve flicked a deodorant crumb up into my eye as I raised my foot to get into the leg of the shorts.  Don’t ask, I’ve no idea how I’d be able to do that.  Thing is, I did.

I got the fleck out.  I’ve washed my eye again and again.  But you know, my right eye is still tearing up (it’s now about over four hours later!) and well, it still burns and itches a bit.  I guess I probably scratched my eye a bit.  It’s not enough to go to the doctor though.  Hell, if I poke around, we probably have eyedrops left over from the last time the hubs scratched his eye in his sleep.

Oh well, shit happens.  And of course it’s the crazy sort of shit that seems to happen to me with some annoying frequency.

Here’s hoping you’ve had a better day thus far!

Time Seems To Be Getting Away From Me!

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Going from weekend away, to prepping for official biz launch, back to extended weekend away, on to the hubs working from home for the week, then to me seeing clients daily…well, I have no idea what day it is.  Worse still, I have to buy my plane tickets (or decide if I’m going to carpool) to Blogher and do it now!

But really, I swore that yesterday was Thursday.  So of course, I woke up thinking that today was Friday.  I can’t believe that I can have something going on every day, yet still not know what day of the week it is.  That’s just craziness, I say.

Of course I have mountains of laundry to do and well, it was already 93 degrees by 10:30 this morning!  Hard to find the motivation to clean and take care of the house when it’s already too damn hot both inside and out.  Thursday and Friday we’re expected to be in the 100’s again.  *sigh* I really love our apartment, except in the hot days of summer when our wimpy AC continuously seems to let me down.

Needless to say, I’m fairly certain that I won’t be posting up any photos for Wordless Wednesday.  I still haven’t gotten around to uploading my Jersey pics (see previous mentions of time getting away from me) and well, I just don’t have the desire to do that today.  Sorry.

Instead I’ll focus on my massage and adjustment scheduled for later today.  Lord knows I need it since I”ve been on the verge of a migraine for the past 4 days and everytime I reach back to scratch or something, I get sharp pangs in my shoulder.  Not cool, but both are simple things that the chiro can fix. Yay!

My one other crazy, big plan…to finish this last Outlander book.  I believe I have less than 100 pages left and I’m just digging it.  Of course, historical romances, especially those that are nearly 1000 pages long, tend to warp your sense of self a bit.  We were out walking the dog late last night (when it’s cooler) and I reminded the hubby that we should be wary of coyotes since it’s nearly a full moon.

The hubs asks me what I would do if I encountered a coyote.  My first thought…well, that I’d shoot him with my rifle, of course.  Then I remembered that I don’t have a rifle and moved on to the dirk that I have on hand.  Um…only to realize that I don’t have a dirk either as I’m not back in the 1770.  Silly woman – my actual response was that I’d scream and make a lot of noise. Whatever that might be worth.

And don’t even get me started on the wacky dreams I have when I read the Outlander books.  Crazy shit I tell ya.  But I still love them.

Okay, off to get busy and get to work.  Stay cool in this heat!

Let’s Get Writing

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I’ve been asked by our LWL leader extraordinaire to write up some how-to articles for the LWL online magazine.  We’re thinking to focus on the various, mainstream social media outlets and write up some basic tutorials. She’s hoping that I can write one piece a week starting in July. This won’t be such a bad thing, though the pressure along could likely do me in (lol, nothing like being under pressure to get a gal to write).  The good thing, when all is said and done, I just might have a little ‘ol ebook already written and read to go.

First up, Twitter.  Any suggestions, advice or things for me to consider when starting with the most basics of basics?

What to Do?

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So I can’t help but wonder…when you’re picking up two recording artists, each with their own albums, one with some AAA radio play, both of whom have been (and currently are) touring with a jazz great and shuttling them across town for a live, acoustic session and interview (as a favor to the hubs who will be recording said sessions), what kind of music do you have playing in the car during the ride to and from?

Her album? I can sing along to it since I actually like it (though I wouldn’t be stupid enough to do that).  His album, though it’s all jazz & African guitar instrumental?  One of Herbie’s albums?  Though truth be told, I personally only own Possibilities (though the hubs I believe has a copy of everything).  The Sex & the City album since that’s what I’ve been grooving to lately or maybe some country?  Or how about my mixed Road Trippin’ disks which are mostly filled with 80’s music – I have 12 disks worth (hey, LA to Vegas and back is one long ride, don’t judge).  Or maybe some talk radio or NPR?

What’s a gal to do?  Well, I guess for starters I should go wash the car.  It’s so bad the hubs even made sure to remind me as he was leaving this morning (while I was on a work call – so it’s important).  I’m certainly open to suggestions though, so feel free to share your thoughts.

I’m So Over Poo

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I have spent a good part of this week cleaning up doggie diarrhea each morning.  Off the carpet.  Not counting the times we came home at night and I had to clean up poo yet again.  Off the carpet.  I’m so over it.  My Folex is doing a shitty job (pardon the expression) of getting it all up.  So now lucky us, our living room smells like crap…seriously.  Needless to say, I do believe I’ll be renting a steam cleaner this week (watch it get in the 100’s).

Last night was the first night we came home (from the last minute decision to attend a kick ass Brad Paisley show with filled to the brim with hottie little, OC drunks all around) that was poop free.  This morning was the first morning that I woke up to no poo!  Rejoice!  Mind you, the cat must’ve felt badly that I didn’t have anything to clean up and kindly left me a big ‘ol, messy hairball to clean up after.  At least the Folex worked on that.

Tonight, we’re off to the Playboy Jazz Festival at the Bowl.  Herbie’s performing and we have box seats.  It should be a fun night.  He’s got some great musical guests lined up.  Luckily he’s the second to last act to perform so it won’t be crazy hot when we get there.  Of course that also means we’ll be around more, all day long, well seasoned and sunned drunks *sigh*

Two straight nights of drunks and I just might be swearing off alcohol.  At least they shouldn’t be falling down and rolling down the grassy knoll known as “lawn seats” tonight (seriously, we moved as far away from the dancing drunks as we could last night or I’d probably be typing this up from the hospital after getting my toes surgically re-attached).

Hope all you dads have a great Father’s Day today!

The Dreaded Schlumpa Dump

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It appears that I may be in a bit of a slump. Since coming back from Jersey, I just don’t have much of a desire to write anything – on all three of my blogs. The sad part…I’ve posted more here than on the blog that actually makes me the money *sigh* Probably because here I can just brain drain, whereas there my post has to well, be about something (and I’m not that something).

You’d think that having just returned from a vacation, to the land of my youth, that I’d have something to say.  I do have a lot to say.  It’s just that, well, I don’t wanna.  Plain and simple.  Heck, it’s already taken me nearly an hour just to write this much – and to get sidetracked by the phone.

So I think I’m just going to accept it.  I’m not going to stress about this blog or the other two. I can go a week without content.  It won’t kill me.  The blogging police won’t come after me.  Instead, I’m going to continue to focus on my business, and my two (paid!!) client meetings next week, turning my other two consultations into gigs, the LWL workshops I’ve got coming up, finding the perfect location to lead some paid  workshops and making it all happen.  Bring on that magic!

It’s all good…

Frozen Devil Dogs & Seedless Grapes

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What more could a post-vacation, tired gal ask for? It’s helped to make this day of catching up on work emails and commitments bearable.

With that, I realize it’s been far too long since I’ve expressed any sort of gratitude here in my blog lately. So here goes it…

  • I am so happy and grateful that I am able to experience all that life throws my way and then look back shortly thereafter and see the gifts that the experience truly was (and is).  Mind you, I’d much rather experience the forward movement without the hellish pain, but hey, a gift is a gift, right?
  • I am so happy and grateful that I was able to sleep in my own bed surround by my boys for the first time in four days.  I really do miss those guys when we’re gone.  Though I did, for the first time in probably four years sleep closer to my husband than ever before without those darling furballs hogging up the bed.
  • I am so happy and grateful that we’ve got such mild weather here in LA right now.  Being in Jersey, in nearly 100 degree days, in that God awful humidity…well, I just don’t miss those days.
  • I am so happy and grateful that this weekend’s visit with my brother and his family went so well.  I was quite pleasantly surprised (again – last time being our wedding) how much I enjoyed visiting with him.
  • I am so happy and grateful that I have such a loving and supporting husband that allows me to do the kind of work that brings me joy.  It has truly been a blessing.
  • I am so happy and grateful that my husband has taken the rest of this week off from work (well, except for when he’s not off and he’s well, at work).  I really like having him around.
  • I am so happy and grateful that things are moving along so well with my work.  I’ve got a great support season and they’re never shy about sharing their brilliant thoughts, ideas and suggestions.
  • I am so happy and grateful that I went back to Jersey and was able to share it with my husband.  When I left, I swore I’d never go back.  But really, I’m so glad I did.  This was a great visit.  And OMG, how could I have ever forgotten about diners and gravy fries!!!!  And Devil Dogs, did I mention the Devil Dogs???
  • I am so happy and grateful that I have such great friends, both online and off, both in state and out of state.  Really, friends are just the best!  Like right up there with Devil Dogs kind of best!
  • And lastly, I am so happy and grateful that I can mark my 1000+ Reader posts as read.  Man, that’s just too much to even think about catching up on.

NJ History: I’m Just Slightly Appalled

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I need to be quick (and let me preface by saying that I’ve been enjoying a glass or two of wine), so here goes…

The school teacher in me (specifically, the 4th grade, history teacher in me) is absolutely appalled that I ended up with a guy that just doesn’t seem to care that he’s walking by a building where our first President has slept.  Or that he’s walking about Princeton with the very buildings were our Continental Congress, well, congressed and declared Princeton the Capital the United States in the early days of our country’s history.

Hello?!?!?  We were stand right there, looking at Nassau Hall (pictures once I get home), the very location where all of this went down.  What the hell?!?!

Nothing.  Not even mentioning battlefields as we passed by.  Nothing at all.  Seriously, how could I have married this man???  Damn good thing I love him to pieces, I’d guess.  And let’s not even mention that he just doesn’t get the food that I’ve been craving since we arrived.  Diners!!  Need I say more?