The Big Game

I’m off to a Super Bowl party, armed with a freshly baked dessert. Not that I care in the slightest about the game… but I do love the camaraderie. I’m always up for an excuse to hang out with friends and eat massive amounts of junk food.

Sending you on an adventure

Someone recently asked me how I find blogs to follow. My answer… I don’t know. I just seem to stumble across them… friends send me their favorites, I read a lot of news sites that refer to others… some are friends of friends of friends. Here’s a couple of recommendations.

Texas Rangers Blog – I just discovered this. It’s done by the Star-Telegram. I’m sure my friend Michael has been reading this for eons, but now I can be even more up-to-date on my favorite team’s trivia. Except they’re no longer my favorite team after their huge gaffe with Michael Young. Geeze.
Bachelor Blog – I may have mentioned this one before… but this gal is hilarious. I’m not even watching this season, but I still love her recaps. Plus we share a slight crush on Jim from The Office.
Business/Marketing Blog – If you like to think outside the box, this guy’s for you. He’s a marketing guru that I discovered about four semesters ago… he has great ideas, but if you read him for too long, it does get a bit repetitive.
My friend’s baby blog – Here’s a shameless plug for Tiff’s baby blog. Little Sevyn is just precious.
And finally… I cried twice today because of this story. Once when they talked about it on the radio as I was getting ready for work (there went the make-up!) and then again a few hours later after Sister Sarah emailed me the same story (you’d think I wouldn’t get so choked up EVERY time I read it!). Typically if I cry over football, it’s because some stupid boy is forcing me to watch a game.  But this story is really touching. Boys… go read it!

Hug it out

January 21 is National Hugging Day. (insert shiver here)

I’m not a hugger. I know it has health benefits but it still makes me uncomfortable. If I’m not related to you, or dating you, then I would prefer to wave awkwardly instead of exchanging hugs. Especially the frontal kind (insert shiver here).  That’s just oogie.
The worst kind are the at-work male-female hugs. I don’t know why some men feel like they can substitute a hug for a handshake. This happens a lot at chamber of commerce events. Luckily I’m quick at the draw and can wiggle myself away from a hug faster than most people can say “Leave me alone creepy old man!”
I realize some of you may think that makes me an ice queen, but I prefer to think it makes my hugs more valuable. I don’t just give them out willy-nilly… so if you ever DO get one, you should consider yourself lucky. Or you can assume I’m cringing (insert shiver here).

The New Me!

After only 268 posts, I finally changed my blog design! If you typically read me in a Reader, come on over for a real visit to check out the new digs! I’m still tweaking it a bit, but I do promise… NO MORE DOTS!

Also… I have been working on a doozie of a post for a week now! I’ve got just a little more polishing to do, but I should be done very soon. Boys… you’ll like this one.