dear bff,
thank you for hijacking my blog and creating the snazzy new banner. it's pretty fantastic. seriously. the check is in the mail.
love, melissa
<---- this is me. right now. it's hour 4 of cd burning (i know, yell at me that i'm commiting a felony or something... it's all good) and i'm HALF done. poor belle has been trotting around upstairs, napping in the sunshine, and chillin' withOUT her mama today. :(
no more weddings. seriously, people. if you're planning on getting married, that's great. just don't ask me to help you out. i'm d.o.n.e.
dear jessica,
no offense. it's not your fault... i can't help it that i'm cd-burner and wedding-party-fun-time-planner extraordinaire. i'd want my help, too, if i were you. ;)
love, melissa
the WORST thing about all this cd burning stuff is that i have wasted waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too much time online. shopping. for scrappy stuff.
don't worry, it was all at a discount place (i think), and i ordered enough to earn *free* shipping. f.a.b.u.l.o.u.s.
too bad there isn't enough time in the day to actually USE the scrappy stuff i have, let alone the new stuff that *somehow* keeps rolling in. sheesh.
i want to sit at my desk and make stuff. i want paint on my *crappy* manicure and i want to listen to my ipod (which now has a bunch of journey songsd on it thanks to a walymart trip this morning... don't ask) and i want to shut my door and not let ANYONE in. i want to do something for me. not you (although you know i love you ALL). i want to be alone and play with paper. no tv. no helping anyone with homework. no work related stuff (although the stamptoberfest project won't actually create itself, no matter how hard i wish it). i want to eat a pizza all by myself and not count weight watchers points. i want to crawl into my bed and pull the covers up to my chin and take a nap. i want all the stuff i need for my donna downey classes to magically materialize before me so i don't have to aggrivate myself because i don't know where half the stuff i have is, or that i don't have the right stuff, or blah blah blah.
::sigh::
here's to crossing things off of checklists. eventually.
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