Jul 30 2007
There’s Just Nothing Going On Except Conference Calls
After a full day on conference calls - I’m very, very grateful that we don’t have video-conferencing.
They wouldn’t see me playing with my bra, but since I’m on these damn diuretics (due to constant bloating from pre-menopause), they would see a little bit of a “but I’ve got to peeeeeeeeeeeee, stop talking and let me take a bio-break” chair dancing.
This just made me laugh:
I covet handbags. Right now, I’m in love with Beijo Bags. Especially this one:
And I want this briefcase:
But I’m afraid Mr. Hot would never let me hear the end of it. He understands (almost) shoes, but not purses. When I tried to explain why my Kate Spade ebay win ($20 for a black fabric “Sam”) was a bargain, he looked at me like I was nuts. “Why do you need another black purse?” Explanations were impossible. There’s a gene that they’re missing.
I’ve been reading Amy for a while, and caught the early-on “Advice Smackdowns”, but haven’t been to the all advice, all the time site. Since I’m currently agonizing over my hair - (yes, another side-effect of pre-menopause….dry, dry, dry, ugly fucking hair that won’t do a thing I want it to do…argh), maybe I’ll pick up some pointers.
—- So, by now, you’ve probably figured out that I’m having a bit of writer’s block today. Conference calls will do that to me. Check back tomorrow, maybe something will actually happen worth writing about [grin]. —-
HOT LOVE
