So thankful for all my friends. Best friends ever!!!
My eyes are seriously sweating just thinking about all the votes of support on my blog nominations and all of your excitement over the magic quilt.
To borrow a phrase from John Adams, "I've been borrowing from my sleep" lately in order to do some extra round off back handsprings before bed. That's how excited I am about the magic quilt.
If you are scratching your head right now and thinking "what magic quilt?" click on the photo of the magic quilt on my right hand side bar.
Or just click here, if you're lazy.
A MQ button is in the works and should be done within a week so we can start promoting.
That's not the only thing I've been borrowing sleep to do doing round off back for lately.
I'm so excited about my new Crash-n-Friends Blog Across America site!!!
Aaaaahhhh! I can hardly wait for the grand opening to show it to you. I'm just waiting on the design and template crew to finish up so I can unveil it and WE can get started.
IF you must know . . . it's going to be our very own travel blog full of action, adventure and romance, not to mention three of my favorite things: food, nudity and profanity. (No kids allowed in the van! And Lo, you'll have to jog along side since you're rated G.)
No good deed or bad deed will go unpunished over at Crash-n-Friends.
Details TBA, but wouldn't it be awesome if a group of crazy bored mommies like us could win the best travel blog of 2009? CBM Girl Power! Just think of how many magic quilts we can pass along with all that exposure.
Even though I've had to borrow from my sleep lately, my dreams have been kind to me. In fact I had the weirdest dream of my life a few nights ago and I need help interpreting.
Setting: Russia
Scenery: vivid, high res, super saturated mountains and city landscape.
Mode of Transportation: Airplane
Antagonist: A ginormous shark in a small pond of water.
Conflict: Shark attack. I was actually minding my own business when the shark leapt through the air and attached himself to my arm.
Wounds sustained: A mere flesh wound. I totally took the shark down.
Resolution: I got to eat cookies. I ate cookie after cookie after cookie. I couldn't stop eating the cookies.
But I'm perplexed because here's the WEIRD part: I COULD TASTE THE COOKIE. And I've never tasted the cookie before. It was like a fruity Oreo. What the what? How can I taste a fruity Oreo in my sleep when I've never tasted a fruity Orea on my wake. Helk, I don't think anyone has ever tasted a fruity oreo.
So what is the universe trying to tell me, peeps?
