update

So, my new computer arrived today and all I can say is OH. MY GOD.

Sister didn't know just how awesome an iMac would be. But it is.

I had been looking around for a new computer for a few months and decided to take last week's break-in as an opportunity to give the finger to the old standbys. This thing is a friggin' Ferrari.

I am still trying to learn my way around it, but it was love at first sight and I can't stop playing with it. One unfortunate thing, this new computer shows my blog site in a different light. The green on my site is odd. It is in no way the color that I chose when I was developing my template on my old laptop. I imagine it must show up differently on different screens. I'm not digging it.

Thank you to all who left such kind comments. You all are a wonderful group of people. I need to think up a good word to describe my Blogger friends...

Froggers? (friends + bloggers)

Blends? (bloggers + friends)

Be back soon.

Stay sober. Stay sane.

My home was broken into on Wednesday and all my valuables were stolen. Including my computer. Posting is difficult from an iPhone. The individual kicked in my back door while I was out with the dog.

:::sigh:::

I thank gOd I wasn't home when it happened.

I will be back more regularly to say 'Hi' to everyone when I get a new computer.

making room

Hidey ho, blog fans. Just wanted to let folks know that, come the end of the year, I will be cleaning out my blogroll.

If you are a blogger that hasn't posted in the last 6 months, I will be deleting the site from the sidebar. I only say this at group level so that I don't offend any blog owners who might be reading and not commenting/posting. The sidebar is becoming saturated with what appear to be dead blogs and I would like to make room for new writers.

Stay sober. Stay sane.

dream interpretation

Maybe its kicking the caffeine that has triggered this whole new level of WTF, but I truly cannot figure this one out.

I dreamt that Farrah Fawcett intentionally ran over my dog with her car (it was horrible) and he was also working as a waiter in a Chinese restaurant. With a uniform and everything.

I swear to gOd I am not making this up for effect.

Any thoughts?

another one bites the dust

I think I'm going to kick caffeine.

I don't drink a lot of it, but I feel like I need to have it. And I don't like that feeling.

Coffee acts like battery acid on my stomach and sodas irritate an already sensitive bladder. But deep down in places I don't like to acknowledge, I feel like there might be a low grade dependency going on. That's really what this is all about.

Also, as a massage therapist, I am well aware of what role caffeine plays in chronic muscle tension. So, now I can practice what I preach.

Let's see how this goes.

all mine

Today I treated myself to a gift that I have wanted for well over 15 years. I bought it second hand off of a massage client of mine and I love it. I use to peddle all over the East End of Charleston with an antiquated two wheeler that was so sad that my British neighbor use to snicker every time I rode by. I will consider this my combination sobriety/Christmas/birthday gift to myself. Now all I need is some bitchen urban cyclery wear and I'm all set.

Side note: please disregard the nasty pet stains on the hardwood by the bike. That's what I found when I pulled up the carpet last year.