"Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let the pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place."
-- Unknown

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

It's been awhile

I was a little surprised when Mama pointed out how long it had been since I posted anything. First of all, I didn't realize it had been that long. Second of all, when did Mama become so addicted to reading blogs? Come on Mom, just start your own!! You know you want to...

Things have been pretty busy lately. I was out of town for a couple days last week on my first ever business trip. There were a couple of interesting speakers and the hotel was BEAUTIFUL. Plus it was in Destin. (Although I never once set foot on the beach.) I did, however, set foot in the spa. (Moment of silence to reflect on the absolute wonderfulness of the spa)

I had a "Serenity Massage." Doesn't that sound delightful? When it was over, I felt like a limp noodle. Or melted butter. I was so relaxed, I almost couldn't walk. It was fantastic. And then I did something that proved I'm becoming an old lady. I went to Old Time Pottery and spent two hours finding things for my house and getting excited about how cheap it was. I got pillar candles for $2.99. I got a rug for my bedroom for $5. I got a really cute basket for $3.99. I am officially confessing my love for that store.

While I was in Destin, Toby had his first boarding experience with Dr. Jones. I felt bad leaving him, but at least I know he was taken care of. They even cut his razor-sharp nails while he was there. Apparently he made quite the impression a few months ago when I took him to get them clipped, because this time when we walked in, they referred to him as "the bad one." He weighs 16 pounds and it takes two people to hold him down and one person to cut his nails. It's not his favorite thing, obviously, but he acts like you're trying to kill him. Poor Toby. Or poor veterinary assistants who have to deal with him.

So, there you have it. A new blog. Was it anything important or interesting? No, but at least you know I'm still alive and still know how to type. Maybe you'll get something more exciting later.


Anonymous said...

It is not old-lady-ish to enjoy shopping for home decor and finding a good deal on stuff--it's in your DNA...


Jen L. said...

I was about to send you a message asking where you'd been!

Come home and let's ALL go shopping for our homes!

Aw, Toby went to the puppy hotel! You're supposed to tell him it's a chic bed and breakfast so he'll be excited. Not that Toby needs help getting excited...

That massage sounds heavenly! Glad you had a good trip!

Anonymous said...

Glad to see you back! I wondered where you were. The spa sounds wonderful! So does the shopping! Poor Toby. I hope he wasn't too traumatized.