I was tempted to put an "oops" in front of that in honor of my middle school fave, but I refrained. Brit was the only popstar who ever elicited a call to the radio station for a request (Hit Me Baby, One More Time). That says a lot, especially after the Backstreet Boys and Spice Girls era...
But I digress.
I redesigned the ol' blawg. Again. I know you people are afraid that if I keep it up, the earth might tip off its axis (riiight) but I can't help myself. Whatever state I want my house in typically spills over into every.other.area of my life. In this case, it's light, clean and airy. Purse, yes. Car, youbetcha. Desk, duh. Blog, ok!
I've got some ideas, people. Some ideas about some blogging adventures, one of which includes branching out in the stationery biz. See the purple button on the side if you have no idea what I'm talking about.
We'll see. Maybe one day.
Until then, I'm going to continue getting ready for my cutie little brother to come and visit! It's liberating to get your house ready for a 20-year-old. Do you think he cares if I sweep? Oh sweet stress-reliever, he does not.