I feel like I've slipped on a new party dress and it's pinkalicous and it graces my curves perfectly and it makes me look skinny and it highlights my eyes and it has just a glimmer of a sparkle to it.
And yes. It is official. I am in love.
I am the epitome of the line, "She may be weary. Young girls do get weary, wearing that same ole' shabby dress." Even though I am technically not young, that line applies to both my real life and here on my blog.
And if you've never seen Ducky from Pretty In Pink doing his impression of this fine Otis Redding song, you must, must, must go here.I mean it. Go. It's only a little over a minute and it is just one of the best moments in a John Hughes film. It is Jon Cryer at his finest. And when I sit there watching him own that moment on the big screen, I think, "What happened?" You know. To him.
If I were Jon Cryer, I would come home every day from this terrible detour in my career where I spend my days playing second string to Charlie Sheen's deadpan, hatchet of an acting job and I would turn on this video and watch my own brilliance and drown my sorrows in Elf fudge cookies and Krispy Kreme doughtnuts and deep dish pizza and vodka and rue the day I met Mr. "Crack and Hookers Complete Me" and took the toilet plunge into the world of sitcoms.
But that's just me.
Anyway, back to me. More specifically my lovely new blog design.
I was looking for clean. I was looking for pretty. I was looking for that certain swish a cocktail dress makes when it just fits to perfection. And when I found Teresa, I knew she would make me lovely.
I have a tendency to describe what I want in a rather figurative, airy way with talk of the swishiness of my blog and the sparkle and the pink instead of the, you know, HTML and fonts and douching of configurations or whatever it is those technological people do.
I wrote to Teresa speaking of my sparkles and swish and she listened to my airy words and sent me back a screenshot, (are you impressed I know that term?) and said,
"Something like this?"
And I was all, "Seriously? Yes. Exactly that!"
There was no back and forth, well maybe just a teensy-tiny bit, but she got the main gist of me down on the very first try.
This is my 3rd wardrobe change since I started my blog and I kind of correlate it to my third child. With each new design, I became less neurotic and nervous and much more slackerish relaxed. I left it all in Teresa's Splendid Sparrow's very capable hands. It was the easiest blog design I've ever done. Truly. Teresa made the transition seamless and I am overjoyed at my brand new blog dress.
So, thank you Teresa at Splendid Sparrow. And if any of you are looking for a new chic design with someone who understands when you speak of glitter in the air, go knock on Teresa's door. She gets it.
Oh, and I've got just a little housework I need to speak of today. First of all, my Blogger, you know the tech geeks that live in my computer who are too busy beer ponging all day than Getting. Things. Right. are jacking with me entirely too much lately.
Their newest little party trick is sending all my comments to the junk pile. And that will not do because you, my darling, darling readers and friends are not junk and I will not let anyone put you there. I'm trying to figure how to get you non-junked, but in the meantime, I might overlook a comment or two.
Which brings me to my next little bit of housework:
I reply to every single person who comments on my blog. If you take the time to make a comment. I'm going to take the time to be grateful to you. Now, having said that, it's oftentimes hard to leave you lovely chickies a reply. And there are a few of you, I worry, don't know I am grateful for your words.
Specifically, Tiffaney. Tiffaney, if you're out there. Thank you for reading. Thank you for your comments. Tiffaney has a blog but I can't find a place to comment anywhere on her blog. Maybe it's just me because I truly am that girl in the store who says to the bagboy, "Excuse me. Can you tell me where you keep the mustard around these parts." And the bagboy looks at me warily as he points right in front of my face and I'm all, "Ohhhh, Okay. I forgot to look, you know, right in front of my face."
So, that could be how it is on Tiffaney's blog, but this is me, Tiffaney saying, "Thank you! And I love your blog!"
There are a few others who either have private blogs or for whatever reason, my Mac won't let me access their page and so I have no way of replying to them, especially since they have their no reply turned on, on their profile page.
Which brings me to my next point. There are a lot of us bloggers out there who like to reply back with an email. Emails are great because you can say things you might not want anyone to hear except that person, like, "Hey, I noticed your zipper was down, might want to check it." or something to that point. But mainly because it is the most efficient way to reply to readers.
If you go into your Blogger profile, there's a little spot where you can supply an email. If you turn that no reply off on your profile, you'll be amazed at how many bloggers will respond to your comment. It's also a great way to build a friendship outside of a blog.
So, if you still decide no reply is the way you want to go and you don't have a blog I can access or I can't find the comment area on your blog because I'm blonde, check my comments, because I will comment back to you there. Whew. Now, you see why my laundry never gets done.
So, one more bit of housework and I'm done, because my Hubby's tapping his foot and it's dinner time and you know, the restaurants are going, "Where are the Mannix's tonight?"
My wonderful designer put some cute icons there on the top of my blog and if you notice there is a Twitter button and NO I'm not twittering or whatever it is you people do . . . yet. But I have a feeling the day is coming. You people and your pressure and little things like trying to get a book published are all factors in inching me closer to that day. But, I'll tell you when that day comes, so no Twitter for now.
Ok, that's it. I feel tidier now. Don't you?
Today's Definite Download: Jason Mraz's "Details In The Fabric." I haven't talked about Jason yet which is a shame, because I have been a fan of his long, long before the mainstream world of music knew him. His lyrics shine, his music is just lush and gorgeous. I'm a big fan of this guy. Do yourself a favor and listen to all of his music, not just his top hits. He gives music a righteous name.
For Teresa and my new blog and for all the things to come and for this trail I am walking that is oftentimes rough and rugged but always exhilarating. This song inspires me.
And most of all, for someone who needs some healing right now. For my friend Hulk, hang in there Big Guy. The days will grow brighter. Know that you are loved.