chasing shadows again











{January 4, 2008}   Holiday Yummy Fuzzies!!!

I went shopping with Jayna yesterday. After a delightful mall food lunch (I’ll let her write about the horrific service I got, she does mad so much better than me), we went to Victoria’s Secret. I failed to find anything I had to have and was being freaked out by all the people (I’m used to sleepy ocean-side towns now) we went to Build-a-Bear where the woman who helped us watched with amusement as we juggled coffee and bears and did our low-key public dating thing (though I think we were figured out, because we got the ‘awwww’ face). We both made Champ bears for each other, because the Jayna is with the wanting to donate dollars (admittedly only four dollars were donated between our bears) to children’s causes-and they’re ultra-cute and ultra-soft AND there is corduroy on their paws! I totally slept with mine last night. Her name is Morgan (it’s a rum reference, I approve!). Then, on our way out we discovered Lush! (Molli – you click this one for Australia! Need a not USA, not Australia country – use this link!) It is the handmade deliciousness!

Anyway, shopping updates have links but no whining, so they are for the win. Trust me – links to fuzzy things and delicious things beats the ‘why is standing me up the new national pastime? I get that you have things but if this happens on a third day in a row I’ll be a crisis!’ post. At least I still have Morgan!

This is totally what you get for complaining when I don’t update Ashish – teddy bears and soap posts!

ALSO – there is totally a one day only community poem going up on Poets Who Blog!!! Please help celebrate the birthday of Poets Who Blog!!! Cake would also be appropriate!!!

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{January 2, 2008}   And…this is why….

….I love PostSecret!



{January 2, 2008}   Happy New Year!

So…this is the first I’ve been back to a computer since the champagne and New Year’s kisses!  New Year’s this year was excellent – low drama, lots of fun, many drinks, and much love.

The East Coast most definitely feels like home.  I want to drive to New York, but I know there’s no time for that.  Still…coming here is like coming home.

When I return to the Land of Loud Birds I will write you more.



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