I Love You

Really. I do.

Ooo... it's another Wordless Wednesday! Ok, NEARLY Wordless. Let's Not Get All Punctilious About It.

WOW

The Quarterly Blogger

Now you don't have to stare at the sad eyes anymore.


The quarterly blogging seems to be my norm.

I'm feeling like this will be a classic Teri-stream-of-conciousness, Jackson Pollack-esqe splatter of words and random thoughts punctuated with apologizes and verbal self-flagellation (that should bring some rather interesting traffic) sort of entry. Maybe I'll skip the last part because, really, how very tiresome. I've mentioned the whole "so overwhelmed I'm paralyzed" issue ad nauseum. Let's just assume that it is still the prevailing manifestation of my particular brand of neurosis.

On the work front I now have proof that I have been busier than the oft mentioned one-legged man. You are reading the rambling post of the San Diego branch Employee of the Year and...wait for it... CORPORATE Employee of the Year.
Seriously.
I'm not kidding.
I've got the pretty etched glass to prove it.
My company rocks.
Of course, if you know me at all, you realize that this doesn't lay to rest any fears I have that I'm not doing quite enough. Oh wait, we weren't going to go there. Anywho, thanks to my fabulous company and my gorgeous boss. Who, by the by, gave me a MAN for Christmas.

I think I'll just let that one hang out there for a moment.

Hee! Ok, ok... she hired me help! I am thrilled to pieces! So far he's the bee's knees and I don't see that changing. Of course it's taken a month to get the poor guy through training because I'm constantly having to stop and do 4 other things at the same time. I sometimes wonder if maybe my time management skills aren't what they should be. Frankly, I'm not a very good judge of me. Whatevs. Moving along.

In other news, The Spawn made it to 14 with only a little pain and mental anguish on the part of her mother.

::patented smooth segue::

I've just found out that my 20 year high school reunion is July 12th. That's 5 months and 10 days, people. Hello swimming pool at 24 Hour Fitness and truck loads of lightly steamed vegtables. Except for the blubber induced panic this discovery engendered, I'm rather excited. While I wasn't cool enough to be truly popular in high school, I had many friends and I'll be happy to see them again. That is, I will be happy as long as I don't resemble someone in a painting by Botero.

Ooo, betcha didn't expect an art lesson thrown in, didja?

::deep sigh:: I become weary... I shan't leave you with probable empty promises, but merely a tiny bit of hope that my sorry self will someday get her act together.

OOXX!!

This Might, Possibly Be Cheating On The Blogging, Just A Weeny Bit. Maybe.

Honestly I was going to try and blog at the very, very least once a week as suggested by the ever rockin' Bo. I meant to do so today. Really. You know how I love confessing things to you, so you must know: I'm addicted to Flickr now. It's bad. And who woulda thunk it - this whole 365 Days project has me all excited. Before, you would be hard pressed to get a picture of me. Of course it helps that I take and pick the pictures. And also, it seems that my eye stars in most of them. But I'm working on that. I have all sorts of fab ideas for July and August (anniversary post! hee.) Hm. I think my train of thought has blown through the station... I started to have more of a blogging point here... Oh, right... I sorta blogged in my Flickr today and now I'm kinda blogged out. Check it, peeps: Day 17. Look down on the right. This pretty much covered Teri Today. Feel free to browse the other ones, too. Highly informational. Etc. I'm babbling now, aren't I? And I think I owe Luke a meme or an interview or something and I've been a total slacker and haven't looked at my email. Sorry Luke! Soon. Ok. I'd better be going before I add anymore links.

XXOO!!, bebes!

In Lieu of Vox... Dang, I'm Usually Pretty Good With The Catchy Titles, But Apparently Not Tonight.

First, I would like to thank the Academy... oh wait, wrong speech... No really, thanks for your kind comments and encouragement. Sometimes you just gotta get it out there and I appreciate your indulgence.

Now back to our regular programming...

As the title subtly implies, there will be no audio post today. Not that I'd promised one, but I was thinking that it would be a nice idea, since it's been a year since the last one, but I've just spent half and hour looking for my cheap little computer mic and I can't hook up my professional one because I have no cable. Did you catch that word professional? YES SIREE, I am officially, sorta, a professional voiceover artiste. Ok, I haven't gotten the check yet, but it's comin'. Which, crap, means I'm gonna hafta set up paying taxes and I should probably actually do something with my website and...But I digress. Thanks to The Spouse, I was booked to do the intro on some doctor/pharmecutical power point training program thingie(hey, the talent isn't always clear on the details, she's just there to woo them with her pipes)for one of his clients. So, yay me!
Frankly I don't have a whole lot to say at the moment. Mostly I wanted to get the dramafest that was my last post pushed down a bit. If you're new here, do me a favor and check out the archives. Here... for now you can hear me, er, here. Plus I did a pretty cool one for my birthday last year and of course the sappytouching anniversary post. Go. Peruse. Feel free to comment. I craaaave the comments. And don't forget to check on my Flickr for my daily contribution to the 365 Days project.

Also, I will now be abbr. my usual sign off. I didn't want you to miss it. Not that I think you're dumb or anything, I just didn't want you to be, ya know, confused. Anyway.
OOXX!!

All Crafts! All The Time!

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Miscellaneous points of possible general interest:
1. I've made headway in organizing The Mess.
2. I have a job interview at a Barnes & Noble about 10 minutes from my house.
3. I've reserved a table for a crafts fair/All Saints Festival. Good thing I have two weeks.
4. How ridiculously gorgeous is Sarah McLachlan and her voice?
5. I need a Pepcid.
6. Why didn't I read Little Women when I was younger?
7. I have seriously must start going to bed at a reasonable hour. (This sentence was a victim of hit-and-run editing. It should have read: I seriously must start going to bed at a resonable hour. Duh me.)
8. Ok. No more procrastination. I gotta make me some product to sell.

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9. Is it just me or does not having 10 things on this list feel...unbalanced.
10. I always like the little "." after numbers to line up. All my forks and knives and spoons have to go in a certain direction in the drawer, too. And yet I can walk past a dust bunny for days. DAYS.

Oh, I forgot... I'm supposed to tell y'all that The Spawn finally posted something again. You can go and read about how cool a mom I am and how she caught me in a weak moment when I was temporarily insane.