Tuesday, January 31, 2006
Elle's Day
So after careful review yesterday was yet again another wasted day. What exactly did Elle accomplish?
1. Showered, and applied make-up
2. Cleaned up the breakfast dishes
3. Grocery shopped (I even went 3 different places to get everything)
4. I did actually cook dinner. (it wasn't done until about 8:15, but I cooked!)
5. I worked on the quilt I started for myself.
6. Watched Mission Impossible while working on the quilt
7. came up with a new fundraiser idea that I pitched to D.
8. Carried on an Instant Messenger conversation about said fundraiser.
9. Found a new fundraiser in the mean time, an proceeded to carry on another conversation with D.
10. Eventually folded the sheets that were on the sofa. Of course that was at D's prompting when he brought them into the bedroom and threw them on the bed. Come on people, they are queen sized sheets and I am little. I needed his help anyway.
And the number of times Elle checked her email yesterday: about 15. of course many of those were simply because I was carrying on a conversation with a girlfriend and happened to be sitting in front of the computer.
Well today is my church 1/2 day so it has to be productive. Of course I work from 12-4:30 then have a meeting at 6, another at 7 and then choir at 8. So I won't be home until around 9:30 or so.
On a side note I did buy myself some flowers yesterday. Pink Tulips and white Alstromeria. Put it in a white vase... very pretty and chic. I also treated myself to a Coke. I lifted it from the youth fridge at the church, but gosh darn it I was certain the awaited email wouldn't come yesterday and I needed a treat.
1. Showered, and applied make-up
2. Cleaned up the breakfast dishes
3. Grocery shopped (I even went 3 different places to get everything)
4. I did actually cook dinner. (it wasn't done until about 8:15, but I cooked!)
5. I worked on the quilt I started for myself.
6. Watched Mission Impossible while working on the quilt
7. came up with a new fundraiser idea that I pitched to D.
8. Carried on an Instant Messenger conversation about said fundraiser.
9. Found a new fundraiser in the mean time, an proceeded to carry on another conversation with D.
10. Eventually folded the sheets that were on the sofa. Of course that was at D's prompting when he brought them into the bedroom and threw them on the bed. Come on people, they are queen sized sheets and I am little. I needed his help anyway.
And the number of times Elle checked her email yesterday: about 15. of course many of those were simply because I was carrying on a conversation with a girlfriend and happened to be sitting in front of the computer.
Well today is my church 1/2 day so it has to be productive. Of course I work from 12-4:30 then have a meeting at 6, another at 7 and then choir at 8. So I won't be home until around 9:30 or so.
On a side note I did buy myself some flowers yesterday. Pink Tulips and white Alstromeria. Put it in a white vase... very pretty and chic. I also treated myself to a Coke. I lifted it from the youth fridge at the church, but gosh darn it I was certain the awaited email wouldn't come yesterday and I needed a treat.
Monday, January 30, 2006
Elle's Attention Span
I have a very short attention span. Everyone who knows me will attest to this fact. So lets do a little sociological experiment on Elle today.
First: Elle suffers from ECD. (for the symptoms of EDC click here) It is currently 9:24 a.m. and I have checked my email 2 times.
Second: the following is a list of stuff I really should accomplish today.
1. Shower
2. Grocery Shop (D has no food)
3. Take garbage bag out of my office and place it in the garbage can.
4. do the breakfast dishes
5. fold the sheets that have been on the sofa for 3 days
6. make the bed
7. pick up the mess I made in A's room
8. balance the checkbook
9. cook dinner
Third: the following is a list of things I would really like to do today.
1. work on the multitudes of aprons I already started
2. work on the quilt I started for a girlfriend
3. finish the quilt I started for myself
4. start the scarf I said I would knit for D
5. start work on the costumes and props I said I would do for our church production of Godspell
So... as you can see I have many options on how I can spend my day. At the end of the day I will post to tell you exactly what I did (or did not) get accomplished and exactly how my affliction with ECD really is.
You then can attest to the fact that I must have ADD and assist me in finding a support group, or at least some medication. Either that or this is going to work great for me and I will pull a "see I really can get stuff done."
BTW, besides checking my email, I have read 8 blogs, read 2 yahoo groups, FRUA, and adoption.com. I have searched for handbags on ebay and written this blog entry. I want NO comments on the fact that I need to get a life. There are certain things in my life that I deserve to do at this point!
Wish me luck!
First: Elle suffers from ECD. (for the symptoms of EDC click here) It is currently 9:24 a.m. and I have checked my email 2 times.
Second: the following is a list of stuff I really should accomplish today.
1. Shower
2. Grocery Shop (D has no food)
3. Take garbage bag out of my office and place it in the garbage can.
4. do the breakfast dishes
5. fold the sheets that have been on the sofa for 3 days
6. make the bed
7. pick up the mess I made in A's room
8. balance the checkbook
9. cook dinner
Third: the following is a list of things I would really like to do today.
1. work on the multitudes of aprons I already started
2. work on the quilt I started for a girlfriend
3. finish the quilt I started for myself
4. start the scarf I said I would knit for D
5. start work on the costumes and props I said I would do for our church production of Godspell
So... as you can see I have many options on how I can spend my day. At the end of the day I will post to tell you exactly what I did (or did not) get accomplished and exactly how my affliction with ECD really is.
You then can attest to the fact that I must have ADD and assist me in finding a support group, or at least some medication. Either that or this is going to work great for me and I will pull a "see I really can get stuff done."
BTW, besides checking my email, I have read 8 blogs, read 2 yahoo groups, FRUA, and adoption.com. I have searched for handbags on ebay and written this blog entry. I want NO comments on the fact that I need to get a life. There are certain things in my life that I deserve to do at this point!
Wish me luck!
Friday, January 27, 2006
If Mike Tyson were a cat
We got home from the store the other night and I noticed something on the ear of one of our cats. Upon closer inspection I discovered it was dried blood. Evidently our cats had a little argument while we were out buying them cat food. J, our dumb male cat, probably pissed I, our fat female cat, off. She doesn't take crap from anyone.
Our house looked like something out of a CSI episode. You could follow the trail of "evidence" all over the house.
Exhibit #1: I had a crusty substance on her fur. This was either J slobber (which it usually is) or J's dried blood.
Exhibit #2: A big spot of dried blood on J's ear and a missing chunk of said ear. (see photo below)
Exhibit #3: Drops of dried blood in the hall
Exhibit #4: More dried blood in the TV cabinet in our bedroom
Exhibit #5: clumps of grey cat hair on the floor in front of said TV cabinet.
Exhibit #6: tufts of hair coming out of grey cat.
Exhibit #7: tufts of orange cat hair stuck in the claws of said grey cat.
Now I don't have that fancy CSI testing equipment, but I think this is enough evidence to prove that Isis pulled a Mike Tyson on J. Although, I am sure he totally deserved it.
Our house looked like something out of a CSI episode. You could follow the trail of "evidence" all over the house.
Exhibit #1: I had a crusty substance on her fur. This was either J slobber (which it usually is) or J's dried blood.
Exhibit #2: A big spot of dried blood on J's ear and a missing chunk of said ear. (see photo below)
Exhibit #3: Drops of dried blood in the hall
Exhibit #4: More dried blood in the TV cabinet in our bedroom
Exhibit #5: clumps of grey cat hair on the floor in front of said TV cabinet.
Exhibit #6: tufts of hair coming out of grey cat.
Exhibit #7: tufts of orange cat hair stuck in the claws of said grey cat.
Now I don't have that fancy CSI testing equipment, but I think this is enough evidence to prove that Isis pulled a Mike Tyson on J. Although, I am sure he totally deserved it.
Does this look like the face of a vicious lunatic to you?
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Mother Nature's Cruel Joke
It is very sad when you measure rain in # of days and sunshine in # of hours. We ended up having something like 27-30 straight days of rain. We were watching the news last night and the weather guy said that we had 30 straight hours of sun (or clear sky) How sad is that?
Yesterday was the nicest day we had in a long time. I mean beautiful! I opened the sunroof on my car (all the way), wore my sandals (albeit with socks) and thought damn this is nice. Of course yesterday was my afternoon at the church. So I spent the beautiful day indoors.
The weatherman also predicted it was going to rain today (my day off), but it wouldn't start until the afternoon. So I do my usual routine of email, blogs, shower, etc. and I have the intent of going outside to take care of a few weeds in my garden. I go out side, grab my tools and start hacking the heads off of ugly weeds. And what happens? No more than 2 minutes into my fun it starts raining. Ok, I am from the Northwest, I can handle a little sprinkle. I keep working. It starts to rain harder. It now becomes decision time. Do I throw on all the rain gear and keep working or do I pack it in and go in my warm house?
Well, I am sitting at the computer so you can guess what I did. All I want to do is pull some weeds so I don't look like the neighborhood embarrassment. Well, if you saw my yard you wouldn't call it that, but most of my neighbors know I am a horticulturalist. How bad is it for a plant person to have a crappy garden? I mean come on, I have a reputation to uphold here. I can't let the little old ladies that walk by and say things like, "oh look at that garden, she isn't going to have anything in that flower bed come winter. She planted all deciduous plants." HA ladies you are WRONG!!! There is something in that bed!! WEEDS!! I win I win. Ok, bad example.
So here I sit. And by my calculation it is 11:16 am and that is definitely not afternoon. Walter the Weather guy - you were WRONG!
Yesterday was the nicest day we had in a long time. I mean beautiful! I opened the sunroof on my car (all the way), wore my sandals (albeit with socks) and thought damn this is nice. Of course yesterday was my afternoon at the church. So I spent the beautiful day indoors.
The weatherman also predicted it was going to rain today (my day off), but it wouldn't start until the afternoon. So I do my usual routine of email, blogs, shower, etc. and I have the intent of going outside to take care of a few weeds in my garden. I go out side, grab my tools and start hacking the heads off of ugly weeds. And what happens? No more than 2 minutes into my fun it starts raining. Ok, I am from the Northwest, I can handle a little sprinkle. I keep working. It starts to rain harder. It now becomes decision time. Do I throw on all the rain gear and keep working or do I pack it in and go in my warm house?
Well, I am sitting at the computer so you can guess what I did. All I want to do is pull some weeds so I don't look like the neighborhood embarrassment. Well, if you saw my yard you wouldn't call it that, but most of my neighbors know I am a horticulturalist. How bad is it for a plant person to have a crappy garden? I mean come on, I have a reputation to uphold here. I can't let the little old ladies that walk by and say things like, "oh look at that garden, she isn't going to have anything in that flower bed come winter. She planted all deciduous plants." HA ladies you are WRONG!!! There is something in that bed!! WEEDS!! I win I win. Ok, bad example.
So here I sit. And by my calculation it is 11:16 am and that is definitely not afternoon. Walter the Weather guy - you were WRONG!
Monday, January 23, 2006
God, Help me!
During road trips D and I (ok mostly me) like to talk about dreams for our life. It actually is my way of getting D to talk about his feelings, but that is a different story.
So on this trip to Canada I started asking, "if you could do anything in the world what would it be?" D wants to be a professional golfer. Of course he thought this was totally unrealistic, but I thought otherwise. Ok, maybe playing on the PGA tour was a little unrealistic, but being a golf pro is not. You have to go to school for it. Of course the school is in Florida and we live in Washington, but hey it isn't unrealistic.
What do I want to do? Oh the possibilities. What don't I want to do is more like it. I told D that there is so much out there I want to do, but I am running out of lifetime. How can that be at my age? That just goes to show you how long my list actually is.
The big thing I want to do is own my own store. I have lots of ideas of what type of store I would like to have. We had talked about a Play it Again Sports. I thought about starting a landscape design studio that would be an intern program for new designers. But the thing I think would be the most fun is starting my own boutique style floral shop. Not one of these floral shops where they sell all that gifty crap or tons of shit people really don't need, but one of those sleek, refined shops. You know, the type of place that the average joe is intimidated to go into. I want it to be like that, only the average joe would be welcome in my shop.
I know, this sounds nuts. I always come up with these ideas that just sit there in my mind or I try them and fail miserably. I have a feeling that this is a flavor of the month type of idea. I do this all the time. The good news is, so far I have not purchased a book on the subject. In fact I do not own a single floral design book. but the catch is that I actually started looking up schools that teach floral design. There are 2 in my area. One is at the local technical college, the other is actually a floral design institute in Seattle.
I cannot believe I would even consider going back to school, let alone for something that I already know how to do. Of course I have never worked as a floral designer or in a flower shop for that matter. I just know that I love flowers, I like the creative aspect of it and it would give me the chance to own my own store front.
Someone please stop me. Can someone please show me where the brain "off" switch is?
So on this trip to Canada I started asking, "if you could do anything in the world what would it be?" D wants to be a professional golfer. Of course he thought this was totally unrealistic, but I thought otherwise. Ok, maybe playing on the PGA tour was a little unrealistic, but being a golf pro is not. You have to go to school for it. Of course the school is in Florida and we live in Washington, but hey it isn't unrealistic.
What do I want to do? Oh the possibilities. What don't I want to do is more like it. I told D that there is so much out there I want to do, but I am running out of lifetime. How can that be at my age? That just goes to show you how long my list actually is.
The big thing I want to do is own my own store. I have lots of ideas of what type of store I would like to have. We had talked about a Play it Again Sports. I thought about starting a landscape design studio that would be an intern program for new designers. But the thing I think would be the most fun is starting my own boutique style floral shop. Not one of these floral shops where they sell all that gifty crap or tons of shit people really don't need, but one of those sleek, refined shops. You know, the type of place that the average joe is intimidated to go into. I want it to be like that, only the average joe would be welcome in my shop.
I know, this sounds nuts. I always come up with these ideas that just sit there in my mind or I try them and fail miserably. I have a feeling that this is a flavor of the month type of idea. I do this all the time. The good news is, so far I have not purchased a book on the subject. In fact I do not own a single floral design book. but the catch is that I actually started looking up schools that teach floral design. There are 2 in my area. One is at the local technical college, the other is actually a floral design institute in Seattle.
I cannot believe I would even consider going back to school, let alone for something that I already know how to do. Of course I have never worked as a floral designer or in a flower shop for that matter. I just know that I love flowers, I like the creative aspect of it and it would give me the chance to own my own store front.
Someone please stop me. Can someone please show me where the brain "off" switch is?
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
I've been threatened
Wouldn't it be great if those were one of those stories where I get to play the victim and there is this big stalker threatening to kidnap me? It would make for a fantastic story, but sadly that is not the case. I was threatened by D.
I forgot to mention in my previous posts that I am really bad driver. I mean really bad. Ok, not Rhonda bad, but bad. I have managed to drive myself 30 miles without knowing how I got from point A to point B. Seriously. It isn't so much that I am not paying attention... well... maybe I'm not. I get distracted by random thoughts and just go through the motions of driving. I usually make it home safe. I haven't been in an accident in a good number of years. (knocking vigorously on wood)
Well, this evening I was driving home from work and evidently I was not paying attention. I realized that the person in front of me was not moving. So I did an awesome defensive driving move and slammed on my brakes and swerved. I was slick. Shaking like hell, but slick.
I got home and told D about my little adventure. The conversation went something a little like this:
Elle: I just about wrecked my car tonight.
D: weren't paying attention were you?
Elle: I have no idea what you are talking about.
D: If you wreck your car that is it. No more car. We can't afford to buy you a new one.
Elle: So I should pay attention while I am driving?
D: Yeah, I'm thinking so.
Evidently I need to become a more alert driver.
In other news, I finally found the coveted cell phone ringtone. It took a little creative Googling to actually find it. It isn't called the Hey Song. It is Rock and Roll part 2 by Gary Glitter. You have to know the one I am talking about. It is the song they play at every hockey rink after every home team goal. Now my phone plays it. I just wish more people would call me.
The finalists for the ringtone were:
Back in the USSR (Derek stole this one from me)
Knight Rider (keeping in that whole 80's theme)
Ob-la-di, Ob-la da
and
The Mister Six song
Next I am on the hunt for the Hockey Night in Canada song.
I forgot to mention in my previous posts that I am really bad driver. I mean really bad. Ok, not Rhonda bad, but bad. I have managed to drive myself 30 miles without knowing how I got from point A to point B. Seriously. It isn't so much that I am not paying attention... well... maybe I'm not. I get distracted by random thoughts and just go through the motions of driving. I usually make it home safe. I haven't been in an accident in a good number of years. (knocking vigorously on wood)
Well, this evening I was driving home from work and evidently I was not paying attention. I realized that the person in front of me was not moving. So I did an awesome defensive driving move and slammed on my brakes and swerved. I was slick. Shaking like hell, but slick.
I got home and told D about my little adventure. The conversation went something a little like this:
Elle: I just about wrecked my car tonight.
D: weren't paying attention were you?
Elle: I have no idea what you are talking about.
D: If you wreck your car that is it. No more car. We can't afford to buy you a new one.
Elle: So I should pay attention while I am driving?
D: Yeah, I'm thinking so.
Evidently I need to become a more alert driver.
In other news, I finally found the coveted cell phone ringtone. It took a little creative Googling to actually find it. It isn't called the Hey Song. It is Rock and Roll part 2 by Gary Glitter. You have to know the one I am talking about. It is the song they play at every hockey rink after every home team goal. Now my phone plays it. I just wish more people would call me.
The finalists for the ringtone were:
Back in the USSR (Derek stole this one from me)
Knight Rider (keeping in that whole 80's theme)
Ob-la-di, Ob-la da
and
The Mister Six song
Next I am on the hunt for the Hockey Night in Canada song.
Monday, January 16, 2006
Crisis Averted
I did it! I finally did it! I am so proud of myself (ok tooting my own horn a little too much here). I actually filled out the online prescription form and had my Pfizer gold refilled. Of course I waited until D was home to drive me down to the pharmacy to pick it up, but that is a different story. So tomorrow there will be no sneezing fits. I must say though that the allergy attacks are quite the ab workout.
Considering the fact that the furthest I went today was the front stoop I got surprisingly little accomplished. It was one of those scattered days I have. See, I may have 3 paying jobs, but I only work outside of the home a day and a half a week. The 2 in home jobs are my own businesses and if I don't feel like working I don't. Today I didn't feel like working. So I started the day with reading my favorite blogs, followed by sweeping the floors (sooo needed to be done), then I sat down at the sewing machine to work on a project. Then the thread broke so I went to do some ironing, then the iron kinda burned the ironing board pad. Then I went back to the sewing machine, then to the dishes... can you see a pattern here? I think the pharmacist should slip me some Ritalin instead of Zyrtec.
So D and I are going on a romantic one night get away this weekend. I am sooo excited. We haven't been away for a very long time. The last hotel stay we had was on a rock hard bed in Vancouver, WA. But that was to help D's sister move, and wasn't really romantic. This time we are going to Vancouver, BC. One of my favorite places in the world. Staying at the Hyatt and having dinner at the noodle house. Of course I will just have to stare longingly at the doors of GM Place since we can't afford hockey tickets. I do plan on spending every last cent I have on a new Team Canada Olympic sweatshirt though.
I have this wonderful Roots sweatshirt from the last Olympics. But frankly it has been deemed unfit for "out of the house wear." So I have to buy a new one. The bad part is HBC is doing the Team Canada stuff. But a girl's got to do what a girl's got to do.
I really am way too excited about this night away. I know I don't have any kids to get away from, but I do have cats. And a night in a bed with just the 2 of us is just heaven!
Considering the fact that the furthest I went today was the front stoop I got surprisingly little accomplished. It was one of those scattered days I have. See, I may have 3 paying jobs, but I only work outside of the home a day and a half a week. The 2 in home jobs are my own businesses and if I don't feel like working I don't. Today I didn't feel like working. So I started the day with reading my favorite blogs, followed by sweeping the floors (sooo needed to be done), then I sat down at the sewing machine to work on a project. Then the thread broke so I went to do some ironing, then the iron kinda burned the ironing board pad. Then I went back to the sewing machine, then to the dishes... can you see a pattern here? I think the pharmacist should slip me some Ritalin instead of Zyrtec.
So D and I are going on a romantic one night get away this weekend. I am sooo excited. We haven't been away for a very long time. The last hotel stay we had was on a rock hard bed in Vancouver, WA. But that was to help D's sister move, and wasn't really romantic. This time we are going to Vancouver, BC. One of my favorite places in the world. Staying at the Hyatt and having dinner at the noodle house. Of course I will just have to stare longingly at the doors of GM Place since we can't afford hockey tickets. I do plan on spending every last cent I have on a new Team Canada Olympic sweatshirt though.
I have this wonderful Roots sweatshirt from the last Olympics. But frankly it has been deemed unfit for "out of the house wear." So I have to buy a new one. The bad part is HBC is doing the Team Canada stuff. But a girl's got to do what a girl's got to do.
I really am way too excited about this night away. I know I don't have any kids to get away from, but I do have cats. And a night in a bed with just the 2 of us is just heaven!
Sunday, January 15, 2006
why?
I am just damn stubborn. I really hate that about myself. Why is it that we have these qualities about ourselves and we are powerless to do anything to change them? Take for example my allergies. I have mentioned before the severity of my allergies. In order for me to lead a normal life I am required to take a very expensive allergy pill. Now any normal person would see that they are running low on the Pfizer gold and call the pharmacy for a refill. But will Elle do that? Noooo, she would rather run out and suffer the consequences. You would think I would learn.
So here I sit, looking like rudolph, sneezing my brains out (literally). My house is covered in wads of toilet paper simply because I am too stubborn to go out to my car and get the box of kleenex my mom gave me during my last episode. Of course the house would be covered in wads of kleenex, but at least my nose would be less red.
I think my head is going to explode.
So here I sit, looking like rudolph, sneezing my brains out (literally). My house is covered in wads of toilet paper simply because I am too stubborn to go out to my car and get the box of kleenex my mom gave me during my last episode. Of course the house would be covered in wads of kleenex, but at least my nose would be less red.
I think my head is going to explode.
Saturday, January 14, 2006
What's that in the sky?
I saw the most amazing thing this morning!!! There was this bright ball of light in the sky. It kinda made me feel warm and I had to squint when looking at it. What is better is that the sky wasn't this dark gray color. It actually was blue. I had heard stories of a world where there is this magical orb in the sky that people call the s-u-n and the sky was blue. It made the plants grow and you even had to put on these reflective eye shields. I thought it was just one of those urban legends until I saw it in person. I was even lucky enough to capture a picture of it.
It was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Sadly I don't think it is going to last long. The weathermen, while also mystified at this sighting, are predicting the return of the wetness.
The good news is that this miraculous moment afforded us the opportunity to climb up on the roof to slap a thick coat of roofing sealant around the chimney. We think the culprit is mainly the stupidity of the previous homeowner. The flashing around our chimney was improperly installed and some of the sealant was gaping. Also a big piece of flashing, where the water is coming in, was bent down exposing a large crevice. The funny part of the whole thing is that we were lucky to find some sealant that works when it is wet, but the directions clearly state make sure the area is clear of any dirt or debris. We tried to scrape away the copious amounts of Doug-Fir needles, but the sealant just wouldn't stick. (of course this resulted in a rooftop argument) My suggestion was to take the garden hose and hose out the junk. Of course adding additional water to an already leaking roof wasn't D's idea of smart. However, I won. We used the hose to wash away the debris, layed down a thick bead of sealant and now only time will tell. The next step will be to replace the waterlogged drywall in our living room. Good thing I know how to do that!
On a another note... Go check out Margaret's blog. I had fun with this one, but who am I kidding, I have fun with them all. Those of you who use Internet Explorer (IE) as your web browser have no issues viewing it. Those of us using Mozilla have some issues. I am not sure what the deal is, but it won't view right in Moz. I will have to do some exploring.
And on a totally unrelated topic, I need the help of my bloggy friends. I need a new ringtone for my cell phone. Currently my phone plays the "A team" theme song. Come on... you know the show, Mr. T, Murdock and the gang. This is not to say that I am a big Mr. T fan, but I think the them song is a riot. However, I am getting tired of the A. So here is your chance, let me know what you think my cell phone ring tone should be. The possibilities are endless.*
*ok, not really endless, I am secretly searching for the Hey song, but I can't seem to find it. I just need some good suggestions to an alternative.
It was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Sadly I don't think it is going to last long. The weathermen, while also mystified at this sighting, are predicting the return of the wetness.The good news is that this miraculous moment afforded us the opportunity to climb up on the roof to slap a thick coat of roofing sealant around the chimney. We think the culprit is mainly the stupidity of the previous homeowner. The flashing around our chimney was improperly installed and some of the sealant was gaping. Also a big piece of flashing, where the water is coming in, was bent down exposing a large crevice. The funny part of the whole thing is that we were lucky to find some sealant that works when it is wet, but the directions clearly state make sure the area is clear of any dirt or debris. We tried to scrape away the copious amounts of Doug-Fir needles, but the sealant just wouldn't stick. (of course this resulted in a rooftop argument) My suggestion was to take the garden hose and hose out the junk. Of course adding additional water to an already leaking roof wasn't D's idea of smart. However, I won. We used the hose to wash away the debris, layed down a thick bead of sealant and now only time will tell. The next step will be to replace the waterlogged drywall in our living room. Good thing I know how to do that!
On a another note... Go check out Margaret's blog. I had fun with this one, but who am I kidding, I have fun with them all. Those of you who use Internet Explorer (IE) as your web browser have no issues viewing it. Those of us using Mozilla have some issues. I am not sure what the deal is, but it won't view right in Moz. I will have to do some exploring.
And on a totally unrelated topic, I need the help of my bloggy friends. I need a new ringtone for my cell phone. Currently my phone plays the "A team" theme song. Come on... you know the show, Mr. T, Murdock and the gang. This is not to say that I am a big Mr. T fan, but I think the them song is a riot. However, I am getting tired of the A. So here is your chance, let me know what you think my cell phone ring tone should be. The possibilities are endless.*
*ok, not really endless, I am secretly searching for the Hey song, but I can't seem to find it. I just need some good suggestions to an alternative.
Friday, January 13, 2006
I too got tagged
Like I have posted before I am not much of a Meme person, but I thought this one was rather cute. And in my attempt to be a more prolific blogger I thought I would tell you a little more about me. Besides... I got tagged by Lauri and lets face it, she sent me a really nice E-card that made me smile.
What were you doing 10 years ago?
I was in college trying to figure out what I wanted to do with my life. Do I change majors, where do I find work... I was also planning our wedding. WAAAAAY too young to be doing that!
What were you doing 1 year ago?
Frantically cleaning my house getting ready for our dreaded homestudy. Damn our house looked good. I shoulda taken pictures.
Five Snacks I enjoy
1. Lucky Charms
2. Goldfish crackers
3. Cookie dough (not the ice cream, just cookie dough)
4. grapes
5. ranch dressing. I know this is really a condiment, but let's face it, anything you put ranch dressing on is just really a medium to get the dressing into your face.
Five songs to which I know all the lyrics
1. Obla-di-obla-da - The Beatles (damn Michael Jackson for owning the rights to all Beatles songs preventing us from downloading them from iTunes!)
2. Ironic - Alanis Morissette (ok, most Alanis songs)
3. The Eleventh Hour - Jars of Clay
4. Dodo - Dave Matthews Band
5. Down to the River to Pray - Alison Krauss
Five things I would do if I were a Millionaire
1. Move out of the US and pay to fly my parents back and forth
2. Start my charitable foundation
3. Save a whole ton
4. Contribute to charities Im passionate about (I took that one from Lauri, but it applies to me too)
5. fix my fricken roof. Ok, let's be realistic here, if I were a millionaire I would just buy a whole new house
Five bad habits
1. I refuse to purchase anything in which the can, box, or container is dented, scratched, or maimed in any way
2. My shoes have a bad habit of not finding their way back into the closet, least of all the shoe racks. I totally blame the shoes.
3. I anally organize my closet
4. I am stubborn
5. I am a perfectionist
I blame all of these things on my mom. Well, except the shoe thing, that really is the shoe's fault. (mom you know I love you right?)
Five Things I like doing
1. gardening
2. playing hockey
3. reading
4. cooking
5. spending a lazy afternoon with D trying to find the best discount stores
Five things I would never wear ( buy or get again)
1. shoulder pads. I don't need them
2. hammer pants (my name is Elle, I once wore hammer pants)
3. leg warmers
4. hair scrunchies
5. baggy sweaters
Hey! I am a child of the 80's what can I say.
Five Favorite toys
1. the church's laptop
2. kick ass medium format camera D bought for my birthday that I don't use nearly enough
3. Photoshop
4. Baby S's Fridge Phonics, I do it just to irritate D
5. my one and only Xbox Game, Oddworld, Munch's Oddessey
Im supposed to tag five people- but everyone I would have tagged is tagged already, so just go to their blogs and leave a comment. It makes them feel good!
Margaret- Peanut pants
Rhonda - Still waiting
So here's the deal: Remove the blog in the top spot from the following list and bump everyone up one place. Then add your blog to the bottom slot
afrindiemum
an elephants gestation
So its come down to this
ukraine adventure
Life of Elle
I am a bad blogger
I have to say that I admire those of you who post daily to your blogs. I think have determined that my just isn't that interesting. (of course we all know that isn't true) I really do have a hard time coming up with stuff to write about. I mean come on, how many times can I tell you that this rain is slowly killing me. Yes, we are up to day 26, with no end in sight. My unofficial rain gage (a bucket on the back patio) shows about 6-7 inches since Saturday.
Now with 26 straight days of rain and an older house we all know that something has to go wrong. Yesterday I was putting on my coat to go back to work I noticed that there was this bubble in the wall where the ceiling meets the wall. That really can't be good. Upon further investigation I realized that indeed the roof is leaking and the bubble is full of water. Fortunately, D was also home for lunch. So the following is how the next hour played out.
D: no that isn't full of water.
L: oh yes it is!! Feel it.
D: ok fine.
D then gets a flashlight and climbs up on a ladder that is on top of a workbench to peer inside the attic to spot any leaks. (all this while in his work clothes)
Then a conversation ensues about who we should call to assist us with this little predicament. We try the church handyman, Chuck, but he is gone for the day. D's dad is in Kansas, my dad and step-dad are at work. I walk to the neighbor's house, but he is in Sweden. This means it is up to D and I.
D gets up on the roof and frankly our roof is crap. The gutters and valleys are covered in pine needles, the back side is covered in moss and the flashing around the chimney is not that great. D bounces around on the roof trying to find any soft spots. There aren't any major ones. L then proceeds to climb onto the roof and do the same bouncing dance. We then manage to wrap a tarp around our chimney. Did I mention it was raining at the time? Shocking!
D then cleans out the remaining gutters and gets off the roof. Doesn't this sound like fun?
So here is the good news. When I got home the bubble hasn't gotten any bigger. I called my step-dad and he says put some kind of sealer on it. Ok, sounds good. I then call my dad. Dad says, put some kind of sealer on it. Dad says it sounds like a flashing issue, but he can't come help us this weekend and it really is a dry weather project. But it isn't supposed to stop raining any time soon!!!!
Dad also says to cut the bubble open to let the water out. D does so and the water that comes out smells soooo bad. Like rotting cardboard. So now we will have to replace the flashing around the chimney and drywall in our living room! If it isn't one thing it is another.
Last night we made a pilgrimage to the local "mega home improvement store" and lucky for us they have just the thing! Wet application roofing sealant!!!! $5 later we walked out of MHIS happy campers. I'll let you know next week if this all mighty sealant works!
Wish me luck.
Now with 26 straight days of rain and an older house we all know that something has to go wrong. Yesterday I was putting on my coat to go back to work I noticed that there was this bubble in the wall where the ceiling meets the wall. That really can't be good. Upon further investigation I realized that indeed the roof is leaking and the bubble is full of water. Fortunately, D was also home for lunch. So the following is how the next hour played out.
D: no that isn't full of water.
L: oh yes it is!! Feel it.
D: ok fine.
D then gets a flashlight and climbs up on a ladder that is on top of a workbench to peer inside the attic to spot any leaks. (all this while in his work clothes)
Then a conversation ensues about who we should call to assist us with this little predicament. We try the church handyman, Chuck, but he is gone for the day. D's dad is in Kansas, my dad and step-dad are at work. I walk to the neighbor's house, but he is in Sweden. This means it is up to D and I.
D gets up on the roof and frankly our roof is crap. The gutters and valleys are covered in pine needles, the back side is covered in moss and the flashing around the chimney is not that great. D bounces around on the roof trying to find any soft spots. There aren't any major ones. L then proceeds to climb onto the roof and do the same bouncing dance. We then manage to wrap a tarp around our chimney. Did I mention it was raining at the time? Shocking!
D then cleans out the remaining gutters and gets off the roof. Doesn't this sound like fun?
So here is the good news. When I got home the bubble hasn't gotten any bigger. I called my step-dad and he says put some kind of sealer on it. Ok, sounds good. I then call my dad. Dad says, put some kind of sealer on it. Dad says it sounds like a flashing issue, but he can't come help us this weekend and it really is a dry weather project. But it isn't supposed to stop raining any time soon!!!!
Dad also says to cut the bubble open to let the water out. D does so and the water that comes out smells soooo bad. Like rotting cardboard. So now we will have to replace the flashing around the chimney and drywall in our living room! If it isn't one thing it is another.
Last night we made a pilgrimage to the local "mega home improvement store" and lucky for us they have just the thing! Wet application roofing sealant!!!! $5 later we walked out of MHIS happy campers. I'll let you know next week if this all mighty sealant works!
Wish me luck.
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
100 Things
Rhonda posted her 5 weird habits and it got me thinking. (I hate memes by the way) I tried to think of my 5 weird habits and I couldn't come up with anything good. I am sure my mother could name them in about 2 seconds. I had an easier time coming up with 100 things about me. So here you go:
1. My middle name is Ellen.
2. I was given that name after my grandmother, who has the same middle name.
3. My first name is not Elle, that would be silly (Elle Ellen)
4. I got married at 20.
5. I am still married.
6. To the same guy.
7. I wasn't even pregnant when we got married.
8. We waited 7 years before trying to have kids.
9. We have a son 1/2 way around the world.
10. He isn't officially ours yet.
11. The first time I traveled out of N. America was to meet the boy.
12. I have been to about 1/2 of the US States.
13. I love to read.
14. I read about 7 books at a time.
15. I never get rid of books.
16. I refuse to buy used books.
17. I have a fear of dirty houses.
18. I blame my mom for that.
19. I am good at a ton of things, but am an expert at nothing.
20. I have tried nearly every craft known to man.
21. I am a very visual learner.
22. I taught myself how to knit.
23. I taught myself web site design.
24. I drive a German car.
25. I am trying to figure out how long I can keep the car before having to trade it for a more "family friendly" vehicle.
26. I hate messy car interiors.
27. I am anally organized.
28. I like to browse at Office Depot.
29. I love containers to store things in.
30. Rubbermaid is my friend.
31. I am a workaholic.
32. I have 3 paying jobs, 1 non-paying "job" and I am involved in multiple activities.
33. I want to start a charitable foundation to assist orphans overseas.
34. I love hockey.
35. I was so sad during the NHL lockout that I watched pee-wee hockey.
36. I was so desperate for hockey, I learned how to play.
37. I play left wing.
38. I have an obsession with shoes.
39. Not just my shoes.
40. I look at everyone's shoes.
41. I am not allowed to the Nordstrom shoe sale unsupervised.
42. I taught myself artistic photography.
43. I own 4 cameras.
44. I hate to do laundry.
45. I refuse to fold socks.
46. I will leave socks in the dryer for a week.
47. I have a love/hate relationship with craft shows. I love to go get ideas, I hate that I could do that at home, but never make money off of it.
48. People irritate me. They are late, overly opinionated, and refuse to hear anything different.
49. My grandfather taught me the value of a valid argument. Thanks!
50. I should have made him proud and been a debater.
51. I was an average student in high school, but was honor roll in tech school.
52. I have 2 cats. I love them very much and carry them around like babies.
53. I used to dress my childhood cat up in my doll clothes. She didn't like that.
54. I am a neat desk person. I leave my desk neat and clean at the end of the day.
55. I am perpetually on time. I hate to be late. If I have a 2:00 appointment with a client I will ring their doorbell promptly at 2.
56. I have OCD when it comes to knick-knacks in my house. Don't move the white head or I will rip your arm off.
57. Every picture in my house is perfectly level and will not move. I fun-tacked them to the walls.
58. I rearrange the plants in my front yard for fun.
59. I design people's landscapes for a living, but can't design my own.
60. I can fill up every box on a Starbucks cup. (double tall decaf soy peppermint no-whip mocha) It is a sickness really.
61. I am lactose intolerant, but still eat ice cream and cheese.
62. I try to sneak drinks of milk, but regret it in the end.
63. My favorite soft drink is Coke, but I don't drink it any more. It is like crack to me.
64. I don't like candy or cakes.
65. I love cookies and pie.
66. I didn't like chocolate until I had a fibroid removed. I didn't ask for that when I signed up for the surgery.
67. I love the beginning of every season. About mid-way through I wish the weather would change.
68. I collect international folk art.
69. I don't mind spiders, but Wolf Spiders freak me out. You can hear me scream 2 miles away.
70. I make D kill them.
71. I grew up in a penecostal church, now I am a fairly conservative Lutheran. But you wouldn't know it if you met me.
72. I have a nasty habit of picking at my face. I pick until there is a big red mark. I hate it, but I can't stop.
73. I am an adoptee.
74. No, I don't want to know who my biological parents are. My real parents raised me from birth. They are the greatest parents ever (despite crap we went through).
75. My parents divorced when I was 8. They both married really bad people, divorced those and now found the people they were meant to be with.
76. I love my Step-dad and Step-mom very much.
77. I have an 8 year old sister.
78. I will always win the "guess who's family is wierder" contest.
79. I have been told I am a very reflective person.
80. I will always be honest when I tell you what I believe.
81. I am a very schedule oriented person and hate change. I will pull a rain man if things are not the way they useually are.
82. We have moved 12 times in the 9 years we have been married.
83. We are not military.
84. 2 of those moves were across the parking lot.
85. I have quit my job twice without having anywhere else to go.
86. I used to work for Hallmark.
87. They brainwashed me and now I can't buy anything other than a Hallmark card.
88. I will make a card before I buy anything else.
89. I can tell if something on the wall is not straight. It will eat at me.
90. I admire my mom. She had the courage to leave 2 men who were not good for her.
91. I didn't discover this admiration until last year.
92. I have a fascination with foreign culture. I think it is because I don't know what my true ethnicity is.
93. My favorite holiday is my birthday and my least favorite is New Years.
94. I am a middle of the afternoon person.
95. The clothes in my closet are organized. Turtlenecks, tanktops, regular t-shirts, nice t-shirts, 3/4 length sleeves, long sleeves, sweaters, pants, skirt. It all has to be put back in the correct section.
96. Dishes in my cupboards are also organized. Every dish has a specific place. It makes sense to me, that way I can find what I am looking for. D puts things away in the wrong place sometimes and it takes me weeks to find it.
97. The aforementioned white head was created by me in the 8th grade. It has moved from house to house and always sat next to the TV. I came home from a business trip and D had bought a new TV. The head no longer fit so it had to be moved. I was nearly catatonic for days afterwards. People move the head just to screw with me. Same with the green bible.
98. I ring handbells and my book MUST be in alphabetical order.
99. I call a stool a biggener. I am short so a biggener is essential to life. Biggener: n- a device that makes one bigger.
100. When I start something new I have to learn everything about it. I spend hours researching its history. I buy books on the subject. I have books on photoshop, front page, Spanish language, Russia, adoption, hockey, quilting, landscaping, organic gardening, Buddhism. You name it I have a book about it.
1. My middle name is Ellen.
2. I was given that name after my grandmother, who has the same middle name.
3. My first name is not Elle, that would be silly (Elle Ellen)
4. I got married at 20.
5. I am still married.
6. To the same guy.
7. I wasn't even pregnant when we got married.
8. We waited 7 years before trying to have kids.
9. We have a son 1/2 way around the world.
10. He isn't officially ours yet.
11. The first time I traveled out of N. America was to meet the boy.
12. I have been to about 1/2 of the US States.
13. I love to read.
14. I read about 7 books at a time.
15. I never get rid of books.
16. I refuse to buy used books.
17. I have a fear of dirty houses.
18. I blame my mom for that.
19. I am good at a ton of things, but am an expert at nothing.
20. I have tried nearly every craft known to man.
21. I am a very visual learner.
22. I taught myself how to knit.
23. I taught myself web site design.
24. I drive a German car.
25. I am trying to figure out how long I can keep the car before having to trade it for a more "family friendly" vehicle.
26. I hate messy car interiors.
27. I am anally organized.
28. I like to browse at Office Depot.
29. I love containers to store things in.
30. Rubbermaid is my friend.
31. I am a workaholic.
32. I have 3 paying jobs, 1 non-paying "job" and I am involved in multiple activities.
33. I want to start a charitable foundation to assist orphans overseas.
34. I love hockey.
35. I was so sad during the NHL lockout that I watched pee-wee hockey.
36. I was so desperate for hockey, I learned how to play.
37. I play left wing.
38. I have an obsession with shoes.
39. Not just my shoes.
40. I look at everyone's shoes.
41. I am not allowed to the Nordstrom shoe sale unsupervised.
42. I taught myself artistic photography.
43. I own 4 cameras.
44. I hate to do laundry.
45. I refuse to fold socks.
46. I will leave socks in the dryer for a week.
47. I have a love/hate relationship with craft shows. I love to go get ideas, I hate that I could do that at home, but never make money off of it.
48. People irritate me. They are late, overly opinionated, and refuse to hear anything different.
49. My grandfather taught me the value of a valid argument. Thanks!
50. I should have made him proud and been a debater.
51. I was an average student in high school, but was honor roll in tech school.
52. I have 2 cats. I love them very much and carry them around like babies.
53. I used to dress my childhood cat up in my doll clothes. She didn't like that.
54. I am a neat desk person. I leave my desk neat and clean at the end of the day.
55. I am perpetually on time. I hate to be late. If I have a 2:00 appointment with a client I will ring their doorbell promptly at 2.
56. I have OCD when it comes to knick-knacks in my house. Don't move the white head or I will rip your arm off.
57. Every picture in my house is perfectly level and will not move. I fun-tacked them to the walls.
58. I rearrange the plants in my front yard for fun.
59. I design people's landscapes for a living, but can't design my own.
60. I can fill up every box on a Starbucks cup. (double tall decaf soy peppermint no-whip mocha) It is a sickness really.
61. I am lactose intolerant, but still eat ice cream and cheese.
62. I try to sneak drinks of milk, but regret it in the end.
63. My favorite soft drink is Coke, but I don't drink it any more. It is like crack to me.
64. I don't like candy or cakes.
65. I love cookies and pie.
66. I didn't like chocolate until I had a fibroid removed. I didn't ask for that when I signed up for the surgery.
67. I love the beginning of every season. About mid-way through I wish the weather would change.
68. I collect international folk art.
69. I don't mind spiders, but Wolf Spiders freak me out. You can hear me scream 2 miles away.
70. I make D kill them.
71. I grew up in a penecostal church, now I am a fairly conservative Lutheran. But you wouldn't know it if you met me.
72. I have a nasty habit of picking at my face. I pick until there is a big red mark. I hate it, but I can't stop.
73. I am an adoptee.
74. No, I don't want to know who my biological parents are. My real parents raised me from birth. They are the greatest parents ever (despite crap we went through).
75. My parents divorced when I was 8. They both married really bad people, divorced those and now found the people they were meant to be with.
76. I love my Step-dad and Step-mom very much.
77. I have an 8 year old sister.
78. I will always win the "guess who's family is wierder" contest.
79. I have been told I am a very reflective person.
80. I will always be honest when I tell you what I believe.
81. I am a very schedule oriented person and hate change. I will pull a rain man if things are not the way they useually are.
82. We have moved 12 times in the 9 years we have been married.
83. We are not military.
84. 2 of those moves were across the parking lot.
85. I have quit my job twice without having anywhere else to go.
86. I used to work for Hallmark.
87. They brainwashed me and now I can't buy anything other than a Hallmark card.
88. I will make a card before I buy anything else.
89. I can tell if something on the wall is not straight. It will eat at me.
90. I admire my mom. She had the courage to leave 2 men who were not good for her.
91. I didn't discover this admiration until last year.
92. I have a fascination with foreign culture. I think it is because I don't know what my true ethnicity is.
93. My favorite holiday is my birthday and my least favorite is New Years.
94. I am a middle of the afternoon person.
95. The clothes in my closet are organized. Turtlenecks, tanktops, regular t-shirts, nice t-shirts, 3/4 length sleeves, long sleeves, sweaters, pants, skirt. It all has to be put back in the correct section.
96. Dishes in my cupboards are also organized. Every dish has a specific place. It makes sense to me, that way I can find what I am looking for. D puts things away in the wrong place sometimes and it takes me weeks to find it.
97. The aforementioned white head was created by me in the 8th grade. It has moved from house to house and always sat next to the TV. I came home from a business trip and D had bought a new TV. The head no longer fit so it had to be moved. I was nearly catatonic for days afterwards. People move the head just to screw with me. Same with the green bible.
98. I ring handbells and my book MUST be in alphabetical order.
99. I call a stool a biggener. I am short so a biggener is essential to life. Biggener: n- a device that makes one bigger.
100. When I start something new I have to learn everything about it. I spend hours researching its history. I buy books on the subject. I have books on photoshop, front page, Spanish language, Russia, adoption, hockey, quilting, landscaping, organic gardening, Buddhism. You name it I have a book about it.
Monday, January 9, 2006
Day 22
We are up to day 22 of rain. I am actually surprised that the news isn't covering massive flooding at this point. I guess the rain is so slow that the flooding hasn't set in yet. I gave in to the weather with my hair. As the old adage goes, if you can't beat em join em! So I went around with curly hair for a few days. Today is a straight day because I just can't stand that much product in my hair for long periods of time.
I got my first assignment from a person wanting a blog design! I am sooo excited. Margaret is yet another adoptive mom waiting for the now infamous reaccreditation. So for her long wait she gets a pretty blog. Going to take some time though. I am getting to be a perfectionist with this kind of stuff. I will let you know when it is finished. In the mean time go read her blog. It is great!
I got my first assignment from a person wanting a blog design! I am sooo excited. Margaret is yet another adoptive mom waiting for the now infamous reaccreditation. So for her long wait she gets a pretty blog. Going to take some time though. I am getting to be a perfectionist with this kind of stuff. I will let you know when it is finished. In the mean time go read her blog. It is great!
Friday, January 6, 2006
This week's look
I thought the last blog template looked really nifty, but since I finished Rhonda's I thought mine could use a little sprucing up. So here you go! Bright Bold and if I must say BEAUTIFUL.
Things are going to get even better once I get cooking on the whole photoshop thing. Of course by that time my trial of PS CS will run out and I will be relegated back to my Elements version. Damn Adobe for making things so darn expensive.
As far as a weather report goes, I was mistaken yesterday. It wasn't 17 straight days of rain is was 18! So far today is just light grey with a chance of showers. Man I need some sun big time.
As far as the church ladies go I was blessed with some white cake confection this morning. I tell you that working here will certainly cure that weight loss from stress thing! Cake, cookies, donuts, you name it.
Things are going to get even better once I get cooking on the whole photoshop thing. Of course by that time my trial of PS CS will run out and I will be relegated back to my Elements version. Damn Adobe for making things so darn expensive.
As far as a weather report goes, I was mistaken yesterday. It wasn't 17 straight days of rain is was 18! So far today is just light grey with a chance of showers. Man I need some sun big time.
As far as the church ladies go I was blessed with some white cake confection this morning. I tell you that working here will certainly cure that weight loss from stress thing! Cake, cookies, donuts, you name it.
Thursday, January 5, 2006
Elle's world
Most of the time it is a happy sunny place. Not to say that it is full of meadows blooming with wildflowers, but it could be.
Lately however, Elle's world is wet. We are at our 17th straight day of rain. Ok, so maybe I wouldn't consider all 17 days to be "rainy", but I would say that some form of non frozen precipitation has fallen from the sky for 17 days straight. In the northwest we are like native Alaskans defining snow with our definitions of "rain." There is drizzle, mist, Oregon Missed, showers, rain and then there is wet! Hey this is Washington, it is wet here. But come on. It has rained non stop all day here and frankly I am getting sick of it. Every day it rains is another day that the leaves I didn't rake are getting melted into my flower beds. They simply make walking up the front sidewalk treacherous. Coming to my house could result in a broken ankle or something!
I know, I know, "the rain keeps everything green." I don't really care about green at this point. I just want a decent hair day for christ's sake! I have that nasty semi-naturally curly hair. You know the kind. They type that turns into a frizzy afro the moment you step out side with a humidity level above 4%. Man Vegas was nice! The worst part is, now that my hair is starting to grow back after the "stress related falling out incident" it is coming in even curlier! AHHHHH! I am doomed I tell you.
So Elle's world is, lets say, wet with a strong chance of crankiness followed by mostly moist and an even bigger chance of "I will mow someone down with my car if they mention my hair."
Hope all your days are sunny and bright.
Lately however, Elle's world is wet. We are at our 17th straight day of rain. Ok, so maybe I wouldn't consider all 17 days to be "rainy", but I would say that some form of non frozen precipitation has fallen from the sky for 17 days straight. In the northwest we are like native Alaskans defining snow with our definitions of "rain." There is drizzle, mist, Oregon Missed, showers, rain and then there is wet! Hey this is Washington, it is wet here. But come on. It has rained non stop all day here and frankly I am getting sick of it. Every day it rains is another day that the leaves I didn't rake are getting melted into my flower beds. They simply make walking up the front sidewalk treacherous. Coming to my house could result in a broken ankle or something!
I know, I know, "the rain keeps everything green." I don't really care about green at this point. I just want a decent hair day for christ's sake! I have that nasty semi-naturally curly hair. You know the kind. They type that turns into a frizzy afro the moment you step out side with a humidity level above 4%. Man Vegas was nice! The worst part is, now that my hair is starting to grow back after the "stress related falling out incident" it is coming in even curlier! AHHHHH! I am doomed I tell you.
So Elle's world is, lets say, wet with a strong chance of crankiness followed by mostly moist and an even bigger chance of "I will mow someone down with my car if they mention my hair."
Hope all your days are sunny and bright.
Wednesday, January 4, 2006
The start of the portfolio
I just finished a template for a "customer". Actually she isn't really a customer since I don't get paid. She is one of my blog buddies. I just emailed her the code and she is probably at work and won't get it until later tonight. That's ok. It will be a nice surprise once she gets home.
I had a good time with this one. I found the graphic on istockphoto.com and immediately thought of Rhonda. Well worth the credits for that one!
Hopefully tomorrow I can add another to my portfolio. I have one more done, but I need the official stamp of approval from D. That one will be really cool since all the graphics are mine!!! My photos even.
This programming thing isn't that hard. Anyone else game? I am starting with the adoption blogs, since those are my faithful readers. Let me know. I work for cheap. Free even.
I had a good time with this one. I found the graphic on istockphoto.com and immediately thought of Rhonda. Well worth the credits for that one!
Hopefully tomorrow I can add another to my portfolio. I have one more done, but I need the official stamp of approval from D. That one will be really cool since all the graphics are mine!!! My photos even.
This programming thing isn't that hard. Anyone else game? I am starting with the adoption blogs, since those are my faithful readers. Let me know. I work for cheap. Free even.
Monday, January 2, 2006
Welcome
If you are inquisitive enough to actually find this blog then welcome! This is the life of Elle. That's me. I am forging a new path into the world of html and blog design. Our original blog started as a way for us to communicate with our family about our upcoming Russian adoption. My husband started the blog and I regularly post to it. However, I thought it best to leave the template alone until I actually figured out how to design blog templates.
This one is my first creation! Took me a good 3 hours and it isn't even that fantastic. Man this is going to be hard work. Evidently for good design you have to know how to program html code and css code. (sound overwhelming? it is)
Don't expect long elloquent posts. Do expect the template to change frequently though. I hope to design templates to assist in the battle to rid the internet of ugly blogs. Once I get there I will let you know. You might even be graced with a new template of your own. In the mean time, check out some designers that rock! Miss Zoot is one of the best out there. (although due to a new infant unit recently installed into her house she has suspended blog creation) The ladies at Ciao my Bella also do a killer job.
So enjoy!
This one is my first creation! Took me a good 3 hours and it isn't even that fantastic. Man this is going to be hard work. Evidently for good design you have to know how to program html code and css code. (sound overwhelming? it is)
Don't expect long elloquent posts. Do expect the template to change frequently though. I hope to design templates to assist in the battle to rid the internet of ugly blogs. Once I get there I will let you know. You might even be graced with a new template of your own. In the mean time, check out some designers that rock! Miss Zoot is one of the best out there. (although due to a new infant unit recently installed into her house she has suspended blog creation) The ladies at Ciao my Bella also do a killer job.
So enjoy!
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