I am swamped at work, swamped at home, and am only now starting to feel like I am getting over this damn cold. So. Much. Snot.
So, to help my mind organize some thoughts, I am going to try out a feature I am very creatively calling "Friday Five." (I'd love to call it the Friday Fabulous Five, but that might get everyone's expections up a bit too high.)
This is inspired by Lisa's Thursday Thirteen feature. I am scaling my Friday version of this down to five, however, because my brain cannot come up with 13 relevant things to say in any one post. This may, or may not, become a reoccurring feature. You lucky readers will just have to wait and see!
So, here we go:
1. This is my 100th post! I kind of feel like, "So many posts, so little said." But in the course of these posts, I've stumbled upon some great bloggers and all of your writing styles and topics inspire me. I am looking forward to fine-tuning the style and content of this humble little blog over the next 100 posts. 100! More! Posts!
You don't know how to contain your excitement, do you?
2. A conversation between A. and I last night:
A.: Artemisia, I have quite a dilemma on my hands. Would you mind sitting down and talking with me about it?
Me: Absolutely! [In my mind: Awesome! This is what healthy relationships are about! He's asking my advice! Now I get to give something back for all the patience and generosity he has shown me over the past three years. Woo hoo!]
A.: So, I was at the store tonight and I was thinking to myself, Hmm. We are out of bread. I would really like some bread. But if I buy a loaf of bread and come home with it, Artemisia is going to think I don't like her homemade bread. And I do like her homemade bread. A lot. But she won't think I like it if I come home with store-bought bread.
Me: [Oh. Not quite the conversation I was expecting.]
A.: However, I can't very well come home and say "Woman! Make me some bread!" now can I? You'd kick my ass.
Me: Yes, yes I would. Without hesitation.
A.: Do you see the dilemma I am in?
Me: I know what to do!
A.: You do?
Me: Yes! I'll teach you how to make bread!
A: [Cackles loudly as this is so obviously absurd.]
Me: [I rub my chin as I scheme up exactly how I am going to accomplish this, as I don't think it is absurd at all but rather brilliant.]
3. Check out the Tomato Nation Fall Contest 2007. If you can spare even a couple of bucks, the schools, teachers and students will be grateful for your support! It is truly awe-inspiring to see how much money this group has raised since October 1. If you don't have funds to spare right now, please just spread the word. The contest ends on October 31. (Thanks to Bibliodiva for getting the word out!)
4. I am beginning to wonder if Buster is really in pain or is just a very anxious, nervous dog. The other night A. just pet him (no scratching or vigorous pets, you know, just real mellow-like) when Buster wasn't expecting it and he flipped around and started yelping. Is it possible he is just really high strung? If so, what the hell do you do to make a tightly-wound dog feel better?
5. My current feelings about The Thesis: