I finished a huge order today and I feel like dancing. I learned that miniature easels are very, very labor intensive. I have callouses on my thumb and index finger tips, cuts on my knuckles, and stain under my nails - BUT I AM DONE!


When I order something online I track it obsessively. Like, 6-12 times a day. Am I the only one?


We are mourning the loss of Craig's laptop (formerly my laptop, having been repaired by Dell twice - maybe three times, and without warranty.) The motherboard finally gave it up. So long heavy, huge beast. One less inferior Dell product in my house.


How can it already be September?


We are going on a trip at the end of this month and I'm already having panic attacks about flying. I'm getting myself all worked up. I'm even debating on asking the doctor for some Xanax just for the trip. I hate traveling by plane. It isn't necessarily the flying part - although the idea of coming down suddenly is quite terrifying. It's the security at the airport. Stresses me out. I fear the alarm and the wand. Craig reminded me that we are flying out of Kalamazoo and into Albuquerque and vise-versa (sp?) so it really shouldn't be a big deal, I guess.