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Best in Show - The Winner Is...

... Whoever could it be? ... Aren't you just absolutely dying to know? ... I'll give you a hint. Here is a photo from the winner's blog: Pink Ric-Rac, baby! (Also, I'm into adding "baby!" onto the end of things these days. Weird.) Need another hint? How about this photo, from a post titled Semi-Tutorial: Evil! Cappuccino Cake {Plus, get in on Mug Rug Swap!} Mug Rug Swap, people! Click the photo, for pete's sake, and solve this mystery! Congratulations, SewHappyGeek ! I have a pretty award just for you: Thanks to everyone who played along this week. For another chance at the Best in Show award, link up tomorrow with the Not "Baaad" Sundays blog hop!

The Post Where I Show You My Pale, Hairy Leg

With a post title like that, you know it's going to be good! First, allow me to share with you a photo from the Albertson's grocery store that I visited on my birthday: One heck of a crack in the parking lot, right? The scenario: It's my birthday. I stop by on my way home to get milk, cereal, and yogurt. Halfway into the store, I realize I've forgotten my reusable grocery bags in my car, but am lazy and don't turn back to get them. After buying what I need, I return to the parking lot, pushing a heavy shopping cart. The ginormous crack and I cross paths. The front wheels stop suddenly. The back of the cart is pushed up into the air. Can you guess what happened? I really can't stress that enough. In Albertson's defense, I'm fairly certain the scar was already there. Moral of the story? Karma will kick your butt if you don't bring your reusable grocery bags. More fun moral? No grocery shopping allowed on your birthday!

Let's Hope I Don't Forget to Attend the Show

In response to my last post, Lamb Quote of the Day , spiffy long-time reader My Husband's Watching TV commented "So...what's the show?" Hey , I thought slyly while writing my reply, I can get an additional blog post out of this! Another year older, another year wiser, and another year more diabolical. Muah ha ha! (The evil laugh. You know you love it.) You see, the answer isn't as simple as merely telling the name of the show. I wrote that blog post around 3am. Originally, I omitted the name because Sexy Nerd's preposterous paranoia has rubbed off on me over the past 7 years. It seemed best to save the name until after the show, lest a reader know exactly when I would be out of the house, making it easier to (A) abduct me from the parking lot after the show (or before! Extra cruel) or (B) steal Pica and Biscuit and my fanciful new camera (jokes on them - I am bringing my solid, weapon-like camera with me and Pica is a pain in the butt whenever she is