Today, I was happy to discover that an old acquaintance of mine is running a really cool business of her own: she’s making "I’m a bride" shirts that don’t suck.
I ran into Paige at the Fort Worth Bridal show. Along with a friend, she’s started Be Fizzy, which features subtle, well-designed shirts and hats for brides that aren’t all girly and pink and sparkly.
Not that there’s anything wrong with girly and pink and sparkly. It’s just not me.
I am a master procrastinator. If something doesn’t jump out and excite me, I will put it off until it is absolutely due. Case in point: the risk analysis paper due for class tomorrow morning. I’ve just now gotten started on it. I’ve been staring at the computer all night thinking about doing it, but not getting started. Fortunately, I seem to work well under time constraints. Back to it…
I don’t like morning phone calls. They are always bad news. This morning, it was my mom calling to say my dad was in an ambulance on the way to the hospital. He’s home now, and doing better — a kidney stone was causing immense pain and nausea, but he has good drugs now. Nothing good happens before 9am, and when the phone rings, it’s bound to be bad.
Today, I learned that what I had erroneously always thought of as Daylight Savings Time is actually properly daylight-saving time. Knowledge Source: AP Stylebook.
Today, by 10:30am, it felt like I’d done enough for it to be noon.
By noon, it felt like 2pm.
By 5pm, it felt like 8.
Now, it’s 10:30pm, and I’m tired like it’s 2am.
It’s been a long day.
Today, I was quoted $2000 for 2 hours of use of a chapel downtown for our wedding. That’s pretty much what I want to spend on the whole she-bang! The wedding industry is such a racket. Back to the drawing board.
Don’t show me this message when your page was able to load a flash ad, video player, and streaming video and all I want is some text. Maybe you’d have less traffic if you didn’t load all that crap.
I managed to do my taxes this year a full two months before I’d normally even start thinking about them. It’s like I’m all adult or something.
“frozen toezen” by b.c. aikman
One of the many great things about the Internet is how it helps you get back in touch with and learn more about people who may have otherwise gotten lost in from your life. Case in point: my second cousin Brent. Brent’s known about my blog for years and commented from time to time here, so he’s had the chance to see glimpses of my life. Now, Brent has started posting pictures to Flickr and I get the opportunity to learn more about a relative of mine than I normally would, especially considering the years and miles since we last met. Thanks, Internet.
Today, I got the results back from a Myers-Briggs personality test. I am an ISTP (Introverted Sensing Thinking Perceiving). Some personality traits from the description of ISTP definitely apply to me:
- Act as troubleshooters and remain calm during a crisis
- Adaptable in everyday activities
- May be prone to unexpected bursts of humor, a take-charge attitude, or a sudden drive to fix whatever’s broken.
- May need to open up and share concerns and information with others
My favorite phrase from that description is “economy of effort”. I think that’s a really nice way to say I’m lazy, but in an effective way.
