The Big DumpTruck

Sheesh, if anyone ever spots something broken here that shouldn’t be (like, say, the archives?) could you just drop a note? Even if it’s a comment to a post, I’ll get it! And then I can fix it!

Thanks Mitch for being brave enough to drop me an e-mail, and in quivering voice, mention that my permalinks were hosed. Your Dunkin Munchkin is in the mail.

I know some of you sponsored my sister on the Avon Walk for Breast Cancer, so I thought I’d show you a photo of her, and our best friend, at the end of the two-day 36 mile walk. It was in the 90’s the first day, and raining in the 50s-60s the 2nd. Two weather extremes, neither of them conducive to a 36 mile walk, but walk they did, and apparently in the top 5% of finish times.

Thanks guys!

I have no right to complain about thunder storms, not with the destruction tornadoes brought over the weekend.

But two days in a row the booming woke me at 4am. Hey, God, I have to work, you know? And Sunday is my day off (sort of like yours). How am I supposed to have a day of “rest” if you wake me up at 4am?

So anyway, here’s a quick shot of the rain on my cafe table. Looks better full sized, but this is a blog and you don’t want to be downloading a 1meg image file, do you?

I have to believe that my sister was pulling my leg when she told me that my niece, 4 tomorrow, wanted a “Cali Ken” to go with her Cali Barbie. Cali being a series of surfer dude and dudette dolls. I had already purchased a princess bathing suite, princess sandals and a princess summer tote bag (speaking of PINK, as I did yesterday). But I wanted a little something more toy-like to add to this haul. Deb suggested the Cali Ken. Which meant I had to go into a store and buy it. *shiver*

Gah. Nice hair, dude. I also got him two outfits, cause really, maybe he’ll get tired of the mesh tank top and want something a little dressier. Oh, look, little plastic boat shoes!

Well, she loved the bathing suit and sandals, and the 4 books (Junie B. Jones) that weren’t a gift – we were done reading them and I wanted to pass them along. Ken? Well, Ken eagerly awaits being released from his box. Isn’t that just the way?

I realize that I don’t need a mini iPod. I just want one because I can get a pink one and I’ve decided my life needs feminizing. I think having pink things will make me look younger. As in, maybe junior high age. I want to Lizzie Maguire my life, you know? But when it came time to add it to my Amazon Wish List I got all “well, it’s not practical to pay 50 dollars less for 9 gig less space just to get a pink one.

So unless someone is going to buy me an iPod (and I know at least one of you out there must have some chump change out there to spend on little old me, right mom and dad?) I guess I’ll just keep carrying around the pink one they had in the cool Apple ad in People Magazine last week. Sure it’s just a little cardboard picture of one, but at least I look cool.