teaser.

I was super psyched when CSN Stores contacted me about doing a review. Because have you even checked them out? They sell everything you could ever want to buy: kitchen gadgets, rugs, dining room furniture... it's all there.

I'll give you a hint about what I'm reviewing:

It starts with FRENCH. And rhymes with MESS. And it's RED.

The second thing starts with, and rhymes with Brugo Executive Dusk Thermodynamic Travel Mug. What a coincidence.

Disclosure: CSN Stores is sending me two items to review when I publish this post. Then I'm going to review them.

resolute.

At the risk of sounding like a heartless so-and-so, I must admit that I don't actually care that it's turned 2010. I just don't.

Honestly, I care more at this very instant that HB is removing the diapers from the drying rack and throwing them on the floor so that he can play guitar. Yes, the drying rack is a guitar. Also he is throwing a screaming fit... because he's three... but I don't care about that.

I'm so over the whole resolution thing. Not that I'm unilaterally opposed to self-improvement, I just find the making-of-the-impossible-dream-list to be stressful and NOT RIGHT NOW, HB, IT'S MY TURN ON THE COMPUTER. To which he screams back GO GET THE BABY!!!!!

It might boil down to the not-wanting-to-fail-myself thing, or the what-if-I-find-something-better-to-do thing, or the I-have-four-small-children thing.

But. Because I know you're just DYING for me to make a small list, so here are three things about which I will be resolute.

I will strive to not forget the wet laundry in the washing machine.

I will strive to use my indoor voice unless it is absosmurfly necessary that I use the Bad Dog Voice.

I will eat more popcorn.

So there. Happy Same Life, Different Number.

there was this giveaway, people!

wordless wednesday: me and that guy

all she wants for christmas...

too bad I'm done shopping...

maybe Santa will come through for her!

miss o says...

We *have* to make gingerbread!!! A Christmas without gingerbread is like a face without a moustache. Well, a man's face, not a woman's face. Because that's just weird.

they forced my hand

No, not my short people. The online dr.ug people. I have been getting SO MUCH TRASH in my comments lately, not even on recent posts, on way, way old ones, and it just sucks the life out of me. Well, not really. It's just annoying, and people pay me money to put their text links here (I'll tell you which ones if you want to know, just not now, because I'll have to save, and go back and forth and forth and back and save and type and I just don't have the energy for that kind of SUPER DILIGENT FTC-FTW nonsense.)

So I apologize, dear ones, it was either eliminate the anonymous comments or start up with the word verification and I bloody hate word verification. Well, not really, *hate* hate, but I have strong negative feelings toward the word verification.

Can you tell I've gone back to therapy?

If I keep getting the random spam, I'll re-allow the anonymous comments and just drink more bourbon or something.

Oh, and one more thing:

Merry Week of Christmas.