Your Life 2.0 Via Your Blog Book

At first I was cynical about this whole idea of turning your blog into a book. I'm such a snob really, but vanity press for only $14.95. Pbbt. Who cares about your blog that much.

Then I got to thinking...hey this might be a cute way to scrapbook, in a yearbook kind of way. Or what if your relatives would like week-by-week progress and photo of your new baby.

Or maybe you just like books. It's something tangible that you can hold in your hands and page through.

I heard with the invention of Kindle, Nook, and iPad that many people think it's just a matter of time that books will become extinct. So maybe this Blog2Print is a good thing...

I do think it's funny that you can add the comments you get on your blog in your book, as well as delete whatever you want, comments or blog posts.

Your life can be perfect. In print.

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Si's Halloween Costume

You'd think I was torturing Si trying to get him to wear a little jester's hat. Even when I bought it at Target, The Mister said "ahh, good luck with that," and kind of laughed.

But the hat was so cute, so apropos. *sigh*

So I modeled it on Zelda the Zebra and Roo the Kangaroo. Zelda has the most piercing gaze. Si won't have anything to do with her. Roo, however, was a favorite from the beginning. The jolly big butt kangaroo that Si adores.

Of course, the hat looks fab on the cardboard cutout, as well as it should for marketing purposes.

Oh well, at least I'm not one of those people who dresses up their animals ... technically.

What A Fun Afternoon!

And I'm being totally sarcastic! 

  

I had a lovely slow morning. Two cups of coffee, catching up with Soozs and Pioneer Woman, downloading craft projects and the like. You know my Thursday is like most peoples' Fridays and plus it has the added bonus that I am alone. Alone to ponder my thoughts, to plan my weekend, to get things done.

  

So after awhile I pulled myself away the computer and decided to tackle the PEACHES. (Sure wish I took a picture.) I mean it was already 1pm. Get it together, girl.

  

My friend Myrna gave me a couple pounds of tree ripe peaches the other day at work. The car smelled like heaven all the way home. And I thought that I would freeze them. Blanch, peel, halved, dip in lemon juice, baggie, and freeze. 

  

So like an assembly line, I went to work. Oh but first - put in a load of laundry. There's something about kitchen and laundry with me. Heave ho! I was on a roll. Good day vibes abound.

  

I was pretty much done with the PEACHES when I heard a weird trickly water sound. Like something way off on the other side of the house. And I think, that's not good. I even said to Si, "that's not good." He hear it too, kind of lifted his head and pointed it in the direction of the sound. My pointer cat.

  

So I have peach juice all over my hands and peaches are the slipperiest little mothers. I was worried I was going to slice off my fingers with that sharp knife. 

  

Anyway I immediately investigate. Water sounds, not good.

  

Yep I was right. Not good. My bathroom is flooded. His bathroom is flooded. (Thank goodness we have separate baths. I have the spa gene. He doesn't.)

  

I go outside. Water around out spout. SH**T! (I say shoot! a lot! He says Bang!)

  

So for the next 2 1/2 hours I'm getting the plumber out there and he's telling the septic needs to be pumped and it's Friday at 4:30pm and you know what that means. ARGH!

  

Nobody works on the weekend unless you're dying or dead. So that's it.

  

I said to L with it. Fixed a margarita. Cleaned up the mess. Made my lovely bean soup with fresh baked rolls and wait on the man to return from the black hole, as it is named, so I can say, "Honey, maybe this would be a good weekend to do a B&B."

  

On Being Green

It goes to show you how changing one little thing affects the whole picture. Today I'm a green crayon.

"Your world is colored in harmonious, peaceful, natural colors.
While some may associate green with money, you are one of the least materialistic people around.
Comfort is important to you. You like to feel as relaxed as possible - and you try to make others feel at ease.
You're very happy with who you are, and it certainly shows!

Your color wheel opposite is red. Every time you feel grounded, a red person does their best to shake you."

All true enough.

I think I changed one answer. I went from sunsets to blue sky with puffy white clouds, kind of wishful thinking on this stormy day. The clouds are very dark right now and the wind is whipping and there's a tornado warning! I kid you not.

So it's kind of hard to feel relaxed, and I certainly hope Alicia doesn't read this until tomorrow. What do you do to protect yourself in a tornado anyways? It's all so random.

I think I'll go make some soup while I still have electricity.