Slacker!

Yes, I am. I suck. I know.

Everyone came on over a few posts back and here I've dropped the ball on wining and dining you all to keep you around.

I do have an excuse though . . . besides the obvious, of course . . .

We're moving!

Well, not we as in real life me. The only things getting packed up are in the bloggy world. My longest year is over, so it's time to move on to a happier place. Or, at least, it should be a happier place. We shall see.

So, get your blogrolls and readers ready (unless, of course, you could care less and would be happy to see this blog covered in cobwebs). I'll be back on Thursday to give a grand tour of the new digs. There's still some construction and painting going on, so you can't come over just yet.

Taking Care of Business (Finally!)

Burgh Baby's Mom was kind enough to share the love long, long ago. And, I've completely slacked on all things related to bloggy love. Better late than never, eh? So, BBM, my freakily similar bloggy buddy, thank you.

I'm sending Nap Warden's award on to Veronica at Sleepless Nights, cause well, I can't stop reading her blog. And it's a really happy time over there right now, so it deserves some celebration!

The Blog Buddies Award I'm sending on to Confessions of a Coal Miner's Granddaughter, cause, again, I can't stop reading her blog. And I love when she pops up over here.

And now, knocking all this tag-you're-it stuff out of the way at once . . . on to Burgh Baby's Mom's tag for a meme.

5 things I want my kid to know:
1. It's better to be happy with yourself, than to be like everyone else.
2. Appreciate rainbows, fresh cut grass, glittering icicles and all the gifts of nature.
3. That money doesn't grow on trees, and things in life are rarely free, so learn to save.
4. Never hide intelligence or creativity.
5. Sometimes life's problems can be solved with milk and cookies and a good snuggle.

5 things you want to tell your child when she is grown up:
1. You are not defined by your relationship status. One plus one still makes two, and you should never change who you are for a man.
2. Explore the world at every chance you get.
3. About grandma, and great grandma, and why you need to know yourself.
4. It really is okay to start with dessert.
5. Work where you're happy, not where you're paid the most.

5 things you want to tell your child before you die:
1. You changed my life in ways you'll never know.
2. As much about your great grandpa as I can.
3. Why I fell in love with your father.
4. Always take pride in yourself and what you do. Do not settle for 'good enough'.
5. Secrets. My deep, dark, oldest secrets.

5 things you want your child to know before she dies:
1. Satisfaction, with anything - love, family, work, yourself.
2. Why baby hugs are so special.
3. How the mist of a waterfall feels, how wind on top of a mountain feels, and how ocean waves feel.
4. Devotion. Old fashioned devotion to something that draws you deeply.
5. More than me. If I can share as much as I know, then you can know so much more.

Tag-you're-it to Jenn at Life on the Roof, and anyone else who wants it.

Oh, my head hurts

Okay. I don't even want to admit how long I spent tonight html-ing my way to a new layout. Heck, I don't even know html, and yet, here I sat. Telling myself every ten minutes that this was hopeless and to get up already.

So, an unknown number of hours later, and the only thing I am still fighting with Blogger about is my header. And there will be plenty of time another day for that battle.

Funny, I don't even remember what I was supposed to be doing tonight . . . oh, right. Yeah. Diapers, dishes, bills, kitty litter, laundry, fixing the printer, taking down the tree.

Shame on me. Bad domestic engineer that I am.

(does this layout suck? be honest, please. the opinion is slightly skewed from this end.)

Rockin'

I like a little excitement in my life.

I'm on Top Momma, the bloggity popularity contest. So, help me be popular for once in my dorky life, and click this here button to keep me in the clique!



I promise genuine, intelligent, thought-provoking, deep and profound posts in return.

Well, maybe.

Or I'll just tell you about the mice that live on my balcony.

Sweetness. And niceness.

I'm nice :-)

Okay, okay, so I fooled someone into thinking that. Sarah at In the Trenches of Mommyhood gave me this sweet little thing and now I'm happy to pass it on. So, BurghBaby and Tattoos and Drool this here is for you.