HalfBrainBoy's Friday Meme

1. Have you ever taken an art class?
Believe it or not, I have. But, my art teacher has asked to remain anonymous. I would guess Picasso wasn't understood in his art classes either!

2. Do you draw, paint, or sculpt? What other artistic hobbies/interests do you have?

3. Do you ever attend art shows or other artistic exhibitions?
Yes. I grew up in an artistic family. Site about my grandmother.
So, art shows and gallery visits were common.
And, I'm in an artistic family now as well. I've been to several art events for my daughter.

4. What kinds and styles of art are you drawn to?
I guess I'd have to call my art....neo-classical stick figures.

5. What kind of art do you actually have in your home?
Much pottery from my grandmother.
Drawings from Keli.
A sculputure Keri bought me for a birthday.

Got this from TheDailyMeme.


RIP 2007

So I mentioned the other day something about a reading challenge. We happen to be entering a busy truffle season over at the chocolate factory, but at night? I can read. When I'm not trying to catch up with my long list of blog friends. And out surfing the various furniture and decorating websites figuring out what else we need to put in the new casa. But there is always a little time for reading. I mean, a person has to fit coffee in to live, and reading is right up there with breathing and coffee...

I have decided to take on Peril the First. My list looks like this:

  1. The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories (Penguin Twentieth-Century Classics) by H. P. Lovecraft and others (because of the movie my family members are involved with)
  2. Twilight by Stephenie Meyer (because Jen told me I should)
  3. Lisey's Story by Stephen King (because I've never been able to resist his work for long)
  4. Coyote Blue by Christopher Moore (yes, lightweight, but I think I'll need it by the time I get here, and hearing Mystical laughing out loud at another of his books just makes me want to dive into something totally irreverent and funny just in time for the darkening days of November)
You don't have to read four books to join in the fun. There are three different reading challenges involved. I know there are many of you out there who read far more than four in this time frame. Time was when four was a cakewalk in a couple of weeks for me. I just read two in a few days. But I don't always have hours to kill at night. Sometimes I actually sleep.

Sign up! There are even prizes and giveaways involved... play along, why don't you? Expand your reading horizons...

Amazing young woman...

on her own cancer journey...

Perhaps you've seen the ad for Crazy Sexy Cancer on TLC. And perhaps that ad turned you off from what you saw or perhaps the title of the film itself turned you off. Either way? Head over to the website and view the actual trailer for the film. Read a little bit about Kris and her journey and her approach to taking on her cancer (which has no cure).

One of the times that makes me wish I had tv. I'll have to purchase it after the fact on DVD if I can find it. And will be happy to do so. Think in the meantime, I might have to pick up her book, because actually? It looks like this young woman has some great tips on living healthy and being alive for everyone.

The show premiers this Wednesday on TLC.


A shared meme...

Halfbrainboy's Brain is Green

Of all the brain types, yours has the most balanced. (Less is always easier to balance!)
You are able to see all sides to most problems and are a good problem solver.
You need time to work out your thoughts, but you don't get stuck in bad thinking patterns.

You tend to spend a lot of time thinking about the future, philosophy, and relationships (both personal and intellectual).

KinnicChick's Brain is Orange

Of all the brain types, yours is the quickest.

You are usually thinking a mile a minute, and you could be thinking about anything at all.

Your thoughts are often scattered and random - but they're also a lot of fun!

You tend to spend a lot of time thinking about esoteric subjects, the meaning of life, and pop culture.



It will probably morph a little bit over the next few days as we make minor changes and fix minor problems, but hey! We are rolling out the truffle website!

And it's about time I got it finished with the big Wedding fair coming up. We want this out there so people can check us out ahead of time, and find us again after they've sampled our wares at the fair!

Pay us a visit! And be gentle kind friends with your critiques. Thank you.


Friday Five meme...

  1. What were the circumstances surrounding your last all-nighter? This is an easy one... That would be Blogathon...
  2. What’s your favorite stay-awake-and-alert food or drink? Cawwwwwwwwwfee.
  3. What are you most likely to be doing when you’re up in the late, late hours of the night? Surfing the net... checking in on blogs or most likely these days, facebook.
  4. In what way does your personality change when you are sleep-deprived? I get a wee bit cranky if I'm truly sleep-deprived. Really cranky. Like a whiny little baby. Ask HalfBrainBoy. I whine. It's not pretty.
  5. If you get home extremely tired and extremely hungry, which need are you most likely to satisfy first? Sleep.
Brought to you by the good folks at Friday5


Migraine speak... TMI so read at your own risk.

Knocked on my butt all day again today by yet another migraine. Don't know if this was related but I realized late in the day yesterday that I had had NO coffee all day.

Shocking. I know. I was stunned myself.

And it had been such a good day. One of the first in weeks that my neck and shoulders hadn't bothered me. And then I did some bullying of the queen mattress in our room and missed my coffee and worked on the MacBook with it sitting in a very non-ergonomical position (very high up so that I was lifting my arms to work on it) for hours in the afternoon. NOT smart. On top of the missing of the coffee.

So today? Not good. So I went on a coffee run at one point and then went home and lost that coffee when I got sick. This is about the fourth or fifth time (lost count) I've gotten sick from my migraines in the past few months. Prior to that? Only twice ever. In the twenty plus years now that I've been having the blasted things. Twenty. Years.

I'm much better tonight. And I'm going to bed. Where I hope to sleep all night. Even though I slept much of the day.

I did manage to wake up for a couple of hours in the early evening, though. And finished a book I was reading since I was just lying there and it was sitting there beside me. Now I'll be ready for the R.I.P. Challenge going on over here. A good reading challenge for this time of year. Don't know if I'll succeed with it, but considering all the books I've read in the dark of night over the years, creeping myself out until I'd have to get up and check the locks on the doors and windows and turn on all of the outside lights, an appropriate one, I think.

(I think the enjoyment of these books in middle school/high school came from having Anonybro move out of the house and losing that element of his spooking me... I remember the hand coming through the open staircase on one particular occasion that freaked me out forever more, preventing me from being able to walk up those stairs at a normal pace forever more if home alone! HAHAHA!)


Prayer request...

I'm adding a new name to my Inspiration list tonight (those who keep me working steady on the fund raising for ACS or folks who are battling cancer and need funds personally to keep going...)

I was out at my friend Wesley's blog (you remember the Holy Roaster, don't you?) a bit ago and he shared the story of a former student of his from a high school ministry he served in Nebraska a few years back. Ashley is now battling Acute Mylogenous Leukemia and it is one tough battle for this young woman. Please visit her site, read her story and maybe even sign up for the email updates so you can follow her progress and send your best thoughts and prayers her way on a regular basis.

Thank you.

A Warrior Falls...

A quick post today because I cannot/will not be deterred from my job of website creation for the business.

I just wanted to say farewell to a fallen brain tumor warrior from the little town I lived for twelve years while my daughter went to school there. He was the father of one of Kel's classmates (yes, this is the second father in her class to die of a brain tumor... who here finds that too coincidental in a town so small that there should be three dads in the same class with brain cancer?) and battled for many years.

Please keep Brian's family in your thoughts as they struggle to deal with this new stage in their lives. He leaves behind three children and a wife who loved him very much.


Working through the pain... with yoga, coffee, and conversational French.

Taken some action. Decided to get away from the decidedly smelly state of my being holed up in my decidedly smelly bed as it wasn't helping my headache any today. So I forced myself up and made a cup of coffee. While it was steeping, I stripped the sheets off the bed and tossed them in the washer. I had a small bowl of cereal and then did yoga for stress headaches. When I woke from the last position on my mat on the floor, I laughed and thought again about what a great voice the narrator/instructor has for creating a calm and relaxed state. The headache lingers. But I showered and got dressed and headed out into the world for some coffee in public and some computer work. I have to get the website done. Soon.

I have as company the chatter of conversational French two tables over. It is beautiful (even though I understand not a word). The radio isn't too annoying today. A little loud. And I'm actually sitting at the table from which the giant spider dropped onto my knee. What was I thinking? I wasn't. I guess now that I've remembered I'm just hoping that there aren't a hundred little babies that were waiting to hatch after I destroyed the mommy...

So that's where I am and what I'm doing. Wish me luck.

Sometimes? It's all I've got...

besides, you're just glad I'm not talking about sofas. ;)

What Your Pizza Reveals

People may tell you that you have a small appetite... but you aren't under eating. You just aren't a pig.

You are a very picky pizza eater. Not any pizza will do. You fit in best in the Northeast part of the US.

Your taste in food tends to favor what's rich and comforting. You prefer food that will definitely satisfy you.

You are dependable, loyal, and conservative with your choices.

You are carefree and friendly. You should consider traveling to Hawaii.

The stereotype that best fits you is hippie. You knew it was coming.

Stolen from Ann.

Heading out on another adventure with my friend Mystical tomorrow. Updates will follow, of course. And all headache pain is banished before that can happen!


Here they come again...

Well the headache from doom seems to be improving tonight. At least this one has NOT included nausea so far (yes, I am knocking on wood) although I went through a time period this morning when I really thought that was on its way (and I put my cell phone on the other side of the room... so now you know. I've heard of cell phones surviving trips through the washing machine, right Anonybro? I've heard of them surviving the toilet, although I can't remember who told me that story... And I've been the proud owner of a dinosaur phone which survived the ride around the field mowing the grass on the mower deck and survived the tale and lived another couple years beyond that! But my last wimp of a phone could not survive the headache of doom. So I'll keep the replacement far away.)

So yesterday morning after I dropped HalfBrainBoy at work and was on my way back I stopped at yet another furniture store to check out sofas. In the interest of science, we here at 500miles2nowhere are now conducting a small poll... If you have purchased a piece of furniture in the past several years, how long did it take you to select and buy the item? Was it an impulse thing or was it something that you took a while to choose and carry out?

Because this sofa thing is taking us a while. Actually, in terms of HBB and I, it's taking us forever because we are the definition of impulse buyers. But this is different. The living room is the first thing you come to when you walk in the front door. It's right there. And we have purchased some duds when it comes to living room furniture. I don't think either of us feels we have done a great job on sofas over the years, with the exception of his bachelor pad. And the stuff he has over there just doesn't feel quite right for this house.

But the sales people at the place we most frequently go? I think they are starting to find us just a little bit freaky...


That crazy weather...

Here it comes again... another wacky dog days of summer storm down the interstate. I don't know why they like to travel right down the highway like they are following a map, but they seem to do just that. It sounds like it has just crossed into Minnesota and is headed our direction. Batten down the hatches because this one has tornado warnings involved!

Wouldn't you know it? My folks are scheduled to fly in right around the time the storm is supposed to come sailing in to the metro area...

This hot and sticky time of year has just GOT to be my favorite around here. *nearly choking on laughter* We got to sleep with the windows open last night, though. There was a beautiful breeze blowing through and the dewpoint was down. It was nice. But when the storms are out there prepping and building in both weather and my head, I literally feel like this:

Think I'll take a nap. I'm betting the flight will have at least a two-hour delay. Anyone want to start a pool? It's already saying 25 minutes late...



In an attempt to bring a little bit of our Santa Fe back to Wisconsin, we are utilizing the following in our decorating. And I haven't shown you my chickens yet!


More Brain Dumping...

Just a brief note tonight before we try and get a better night's sleep than we did last night. A quick recap of our day...

Last night was cut short by a crazy loud storm that moved in around 4:15 this morning. As the thunder began to roll in, I woke Keith up because we both enjoy a great storm. Well, twenty minutes later I was ready to put in a pair of earplugs and pull my pillow over my head and wishing I hadn't ever heard it when it moved in. I am always amazed later to learn that some people can actually sleep through storms like this one. There was thunder that sounded like the loudest banging of the big celebratory fireworks. So explosives, in other words. I really expected to look out windows and see blackened smoke from smoldering buildings across the landscape or some such catastrophe. There were 70 mph winds and torrential rains. Power was out over most of the city (we lucked out, for some reason) and trees and large branches came down in many areas, blocking entire roads in North Hudson. I'm still waiting for photos to appear online.

We spent a portion of the day shopping. We have yet to find window coverings and it gets a little annoying being on the main level of the house and trying to wander around in our jammies with people walking their dogs ten feet from the main windows. It just doesn't work for private people like us. So we either have to hide upstairs or always be dressed for the day before we head down to make our coffee. So we paid a visit to World Market where we got a look at some things that we had only viewed online. We may have found something to purchase.

And it also brought something else in to mind once we got back home and got back online to make the purchases (they didn't have everything at the store and we are going to have it delivered anyway, so we figured we do the shopping online...)

So things are moving forward again with the house stuff.

I received my upgraded iLife today. :) So I got that installed. But I haven't had any time to play with it. Looking forward to that. Hoping it will have some good stuff for assisting with the new website for the truffle biz.

And finally, the two of us wandered off in our own direction this evening for a little culture. Keith headed to the Ordway in St. Paul to see Monty Python's Spamalot with some friends. He'll have to give you his review some time in the future because he is even more exhausted and burned out from his day than I am, and believe me... that is hard to beat. (He is afraid to talk to me or come near me right now because I am one crabby blogger right now... I have gone beyond my limit and am ready to melt into a puddle of whimpering sniffles.)

I toodled off to the Phipps Center for the Performing Arts here in my home town where my niece was performing in a show called Dances, Chances and Circumstances. And it was fabulous. The theme of the show this year was the Fifth Element. It had several choreographers and it was one of the best dance shows I've seen done in recent years. I really enjoyed myself. I thought that the transitions were a little long between numbers and there was one piece that I thought could have been left out altogether (some northwoods humorist piece that involved almost no dance at all - just a comedy sketch broadcast over the speakers and the women in costume performing to his words - I found it unnecessary and not in line with the rest of the show at all), but the rest of the show was brilliant and well performed by all of the dancers.

So, now we are finally both home and I am truly exhausted. Must. Sleep.

Oh, and I've come to the conclusion today that I'm addicted to yoga.


Ruh Roh...

So remember earlier today when I posted about Anonybro and Anonephew coming over to pick up the table and deliver Lurch and the giant desk?

Well I should have taken photos because the boys, they were impeccable (as in flawless) in their delivery. They carried the desk of great lengths up the winding staircase only after measurements were taken and figuring out exactly how it should be lifted and turned this way and that so that marks would not be left, lighting fixtures would not be broken, and fingers would not be smooshed. They were the epitome of careful.

And then?

Hurricane Keri happened.

Yes, that is a hole in the wall. From the doorknob of our garage door. And as I exclaimed to Keith when I called him, "I wasn't even mad when I did it!" I was simply in a hurry. And there is a door stop on the dogdamn door! *sigh*

So for all your care and worry about my walls, Anonybro, I thank you so very much. Because now I only have one big spot on the wall to worry about. I wish it were in a better location, because I think a great looking southwestern style wallhanging would have been an order. But this? I guess this will just need repairing. AGAIN. And a MUCH better door stop.

Ramblings from my brain...

Now this is a crazy headline... but I think they knew who they were marketing to. I bet some of my friends and relatives must have received the email from Amazon, too. If not, I don't know whether I should pass along the word, or not!

We Pay YOU for Overnight Shipping on Shoes & Handbags

Walk Score
Calculate your home's walk score. Or your anticipated future home's walk score. In the website's words, "Find a great neighborhood." But in my opinion, they also need to figure in the number of sidewalks, crosswalks, lights at intersections, etc. The home in which I grew up as a child comes up right in the middle at a 52 out of 100. When I plug in Keli's place about a mile away but on the opposite side of the freeway, it comes in with a 63. I guess I could look at this in a couple of different ways. The website gives it a higher score because it is closer to more of the new restaurants that have gone in during recent years. But if Keli wants to shop at the Natural Food grocery store and the red bullseye store because these are the stores she frequents most, then she would probably give her home a lower score than my old home. BUT, it is a pretty cool website all-in-all. My new house isn't even found on it, however. I guess the street is still too new. Which is why the appliance repair guy couldn't find me the other day when he called from the road. heh.

I got a few things knocked off the big honkin' To Do list today... with thanks to Anonybro and Anonephew. My nephew and his girlfriend came over to look at the table the other day and decided they did indeed like it enough to take it off our hands, so he came back today to meet his dad (who was providing back strength and a pickup truck) to pick it up. While on that trip, we also managed to get the giant desk brought over here from our old place AND Lurch, the treadmill of doom. So now, I'll have no excuses to get my mileage covered as winter months come along soon enough.

While Anonybro was here, I asked his advice about my dining chairs and his expert mind helped me work out how to take care of the little problem they were causing. We worked on that while waiting for Anonephew to arrive and I finished up with it after they left.

I've also been putting off a phone call to the fireplace people but took care of that this afternoon. I've been needing to schedule the start-up service. Which means they come and put the fake logs in and the nice little surround parts on, I guess. As you can see in this photo, It isn't exactly finished off as yet (yeah, I know that the photo is old and none of the house was finished, but that is still how the fireplace looks). Well I'm hoping all will be finished with one service call only a week away.

I didn't expect to be able to move today after Kel and I did much yoga yesterday and then some crazy exercise video to boot. (can you hear the north woods accent on that 'ta boot' Jenorama? I said it extra heavy just for you...) But while my abs could feel it on some extra deep laughter while she and Sara were here earlier, and my neck and shoulders (always the holders of the most tension) can feel it when I'm paying close attention, for the most part, I'm not feeling as badly as I expected to. And the headache that was plaguing me when I got out of bed this morning and dragged myself straight to the coffee shop (post laundry and doing a little housework, that is) to try and alleviate, has subsided. So I may do a bit more yoga this evening. I'm finding it addicting.

But now, I'm going to put on my shoes and hop into the car for just a couple more errands. Most important of which is a quick drop in at the coffee shop to say hello to my favorite new roaster.


GGW, Brownies (NOT made by me), On the Level

Yeah, I missed out on the Girls Gone Wild weekend with my fellow BlogHers. Sounds like they had a great time. I got some hysterical text messages from them around midnight Friday night as I was getting ready to go to bed. Had HalfBrainBoy and I laughing and spittin' toothpaste on the mirror. We didn't entirely miss out on a mini-blogher celebration that night. Mystical came over and we had beer and movie night at our new house. So as you can see from this photo of the previous blogher at which I was an attendant, there was a 50/50 split in locations of the celebratin'. ;)


Wish I could have joined them but there were some things (migraine mostly but then along came missing passports which complicated life somewhat and would have made things just a little bit intense to try and fit the drive up and back besides) that cropped up that prevented me from being there. I'm so glad they were all able to attend and have such fun. Well almost all. One other among us was a little busy with her surgery, too. (So glad you are healing quickly, Vicki!) They even added to their number this year. So NEXT year? I'll definitely mark my calendar early and banish all migraines from appearances. One showed up at the last event, too. They seem to strike often at this time of year. Allergies and weather play a large part, methinks. :(

In other news, my kidlin has given notice at her job. She has another lined up, which sounds wonderful and fully suited to her personality and future aspirations, but that's all I'm saying about it so as not to jinx it. Yeah. I really did say jinx. I'm believing more and more in the bizarre these days. Just ask Mystical. I couldn't even write about something Friday morning because I was afraid it might come true and I'd bring a curse down upon my head. heh.

Seriously? Have you seen this? If you are a brownie baker and love the edge the way I do, you should totally have one of these in your kitchen. Now, if you have been reading my blog for any length of time, you'll know that I probably don't need one of these unless I can find someone who will come over and back for us. Because Keith and I tend to both be hazards around open flame and/or cooking items in general (though we are getting better with the microwave so long as we don't get too distracted). I happen to know that Kel's boy, Michael, is an excellent brownie baker, so I'm thinking one of these in the house and a bag full of groceries, along with an invitation to the two of them for dinner (I'll order out, don't worry) is in order one evening very soon. (Yeah, I'll warn them in advance what is hoped for, but not expected... It sounds like he does actually like to bake.

And finally... Where have these been all my life and why didn't anyone tell me about them? I mean honestly. How long have they been around and how many holes are in the walls of my various former homes because I didn't know they existed? Good dog, people... I saw it in action this weekend at Anonybro's house (well maybe not this exact model but something similar) and they are amazing! If you don't have one already and have any leveling to do (even if you DON'T!) go out and get one!


Update re: yoga aches

Laughing at myself because...

All of those shoulder pains were NOT, I have decided, a result of the yoga that I attempted during my migraine. Yes, it was power yoga. But yoga is goooood. Say it with me kids... Yoga is gooooood.

My shoulder pain was the kind that you get from lifting. Lifting heavy objects. It dawned on me as I was rubbing smelly medicinal rubs which remind me of very old people and in fact make me feel like an old person soothing elixirs into sore muscles last night before bed what might have caused that sort of pain. Because nothing that I did during power yoga was the type of movement to do it.

The epiphany? Lifting ginormous suitcases which were obviously packed full of bricks but which contained only clothes, so swears my mother, clothes needed for the cruise to Alaska, where I hope they are fully enjoying themselves and having a great time. Oh wait. They aren't on the cruise yet. That starts tomorrow. If they are allowed to board. With a suitcase full of bricks. *wink*


Potter (no spoilers) and travels and yoga (oh my)

Breathing deeply. In... through the nose... Out... through the mouth...

Rolling the head... ouch. The neck, the shoulder - it hurts... Not entirely the fault of the tension from whatever. I did do power yoga yesterday. A serious mistake considering I had a migraine already. But I just thought... Yoga... *sigh* It sounds so soothing and calming.

After spending what seemed like an eternity trying to get the plastic wrapping off the dvd I purchased prior to the move in anticipation of the calm new location in which practice the calm new practice of - yoga - I was ready to lie down and take a nap at that point quite seriously. Why do dvd's have to be packaged like Fort Knox? Anyway, I then spent the next ten minutes removing the wrapping from the - yoga - mat (soothing green with a lovely bamboo plant stenciled on it, invoking the feeling of Japan you know...) and then I put the dvd in and started it up. Okay, I realize this was power - yoga - and not relaxation - yoga - and it included pilates to boot. But when I had sweat pouring down my face within minutes? And my pulse was pounding from my head in no time. I didn't last through half of it, I don't think.

Kel joined me a couple of hours later for the drive to the airport. We had a couple of people to deliver there who were off on an adventure and that was a little stressful for all involved. They don't do a lot of traveling anymore and it was my first drive across the Mississippi since Wednesday's terrible incident. I'm not a paranoid person and I didn't get all uptight about it. I simply thought about it both times I crossed. It was a bit of a 'moment' is all. There are still people missing and such. When you are right here, those things resonate. I'm not going to be one of those who make the 9/11 comparisons because frankly? Perhaps you have to have been there - BOTH places/times, to be able to do that. Personally, I can't see doing it. But I didn't lose anyone either place and would never dare to make that comparison.

I read a lot of Harry Potter yesterday. Kel finished it and while I have been in no hurry to complete my reading of the final book seeing as how it is the final book, I am now zipping along and nearing the end. (You'll find no spoilers here if you are, like me, one of the 10 people left in the world who plan on reading it and have not yet finished it.) I will probably finish it today.

I went to bed with HP and indeed, fell asleep reading and with the head still rather nasty. But then? The phone rang at 1. AM. From the travelers. And there was a bit of tension and to do and late night running around. But now, by noon, all is well and taken care of once again. And again we can all breathe a sigh of relief. Well, so long as I keep an eye on the fedex tracking numbers, that is.

Hope you have a great trip, mom and dad. I'm sure those documents will reach you before you ever get to Anchorage. I envy you your adventure. Take tons of photos because the more you take, the more likely a few of them will turn out. It is digital, after all. And you can always delete the ones you don't like later. Bring them all home, though. We can crop and touch up whatever you have. Smooches!

*Edited to add* And all morning I was noticing this HUGE (and I'm seriously talking HUGE here people) knot in my shoulder. If I even touch it I nearly jump out of my skin. And it isn't the shoulder that I injured in New Mexico last March that isn't healed yet either (can you say rotator cuff injury???). It's the other shoulder. Oh yeah. And I'm thinking, "Oh this has got to be stress from being awakened in the middle of the night and the driving around to go find the documents and the panic and the sleeping with the stress of knowing I needed to take care of this in the morning and ..." But you already know what I'm going to say next right?

Frickin' Power Yoga. I'm totally out of shape from the tops of my legs up. I do walking. And sometimes a little jogging. It's what I do. My legs can handle that. That's it. Anything else? Zippo. I dip a few truffles once in a while but I know that's gonna change really quick. Pretty soon? I'm going to be building truffle muscles I didn't know existed. So this power yoga thing is probably a pretty good thing. *hrumph*

Someone remind me to tell the bizarre tale of the eyes that could see perfectly in the middle of the night when I swore I had to have been sleeping in my contact lenses. Okay? Future installment... Must come from sleeping with Harry Potter or something... (and someone please tell this woman to stop with the ellipses already!)


Thanks once again...

I just wanted to sign in here and tell you all thank you one more time for the generous love you showed the Relay For Life of Hudson during our Blogathon last weekend. We received sponsorships in the number of 12 pledges totaling $632.46. I still haven't been able to figure out why the dollar amount is such a wonky figure? But I'm working on it.

Our sponsors were:

Typical Momma (-d)
Mystical Marge
Peter S.
Carol M.
Uncle Marty and Aunt Rozz
Trudi of As We Are Magazine

Thank you all so very much!

You will be receiving an email from blogathon with a link to Relay to assist you in fulfilling your donation, please keep an eye on your spam folder because that is where mine landed when I sponsored -d of Typical Momma.

Then we also want to thank those of you who signed on throughout the time to send us comments and keep us awake! You also rock. :) Smooches to each of you! And to Anonybro and Anonysis for letting us use their computer when we were at the grad party since the crackberry kept dropping our connection. Poop.

When the party's over!!!

Lest you think that now that blogathon is over and done I'll be taking a ginormous hiatus again... you'd be wrong.

After the thon, we slept. A few hours. Then we woke up and padded around the apartment and did a little laundry so I'd have clean blogathon clothes to wear home because the ones I had been wearing for 24-hours weren't too fresh and I hadn't taken the time to pack anything for the drive over. Then I drove an hour back to the new house and HalfBrainBoy did a bunch of stuff he'd put off all weekend (like paying bills and balancing the books) in order to get ready to go back to work Monday morning.

Monday I think I took our new bedroom apart and packed up some new bedding I had purchased to take back to the store because I had made a definite decision not to keep it. I also saw Kel and Michael for a little bit when they visited with me so she could say goodbye before heading to a friend's cabin 'up nort' for the week. And I did some reading to finish Life of Pi since Harry Potter had been staring me in the face for days and I was ready to get to it already. That evening I needed to drive the hour back to Chan to get Keith because we were getting internet installed at the new place and he needed them to do some stuff to his laptops.

Yesterday we did a little more running around between here and the neighboring town and got a little coffee at the Mighty Dunn before I had to take him back to Chan again.

On return I read a couple hundred pages of HP. And was a little lazy. And waited for a phonecall from my nephew who was supposed to be coming to look at a table when he was in town. Methinks he maybe changed his mind about coming swimming or something. It happens. I still have bedding to return to a couple of stores.

I have a informational website to build and get online. It has to look really classy and professional. I'm not a builder of websites. So this is my new challenge.