My Dad's Hitchhiker
I got this email and photo from my dad the other day...
This huge grasshopper jumped onto my window while I was at the light at Indian Trail & I-85.
It held on for the entire 70-80 mph trip all the way to Roswell, about 20+ miles.
When I got there I went ahead and looked at the house I was appraising and when I came back out, he'd crawled over to the driver's window.
I just pushed him off into the grass beside the driveway, and he hopped off.
John Cusack... what were you thinking?
Must Love Dogs
looks sooooooo horrible!!!!! There was a VH1 preview and at the end, the voiceover guy actually said, "this motion picture has been rated P for Puppy Love." (insert gagging noise here!!!)
How in the world did I get on the mailing list for the "State Line Tack" catalog?
I don't ride horses. I've never actually been on a horse.
And, why does Holly keep licking my empty CD cases? Weirdo.
I lost my glasses. I wear contacts so I guess it isn't too big of a deal, but I really can't figure out where they went. My glasses are only ever in 2 places - next to the bed or in the bathroom. At night, I take out my contacts, put on my glasses. Once I'm in bed, I take them off and put them on the bedside table. In the morning, I put them on, walk into the bathroom, take them off and put on my contacts. They just can't be anywhere else. Last night I took out my contacts and started fumbling around all of my stuff in the bathroom, since I couldn't see and I couldn't find them. I whined until Austin came in to help me, but he couldn't find them either. Anyway, I never remember how blind I am until I don't have on my glasses or my contacts. But, I really can't see. Everything just blurs into everything else. I can't even see the expression on Austin's face when he is just a couple of feet away. It is awful.
Is it true that you can't wear contacts when you are in labor if you are under anesthesia?
Okay, I've mentioned the nausea, but I think it's getting worse. This morning was really bad. I tried eating saltines and drinking some cold water while trying to accomplish my morning chores, but taking out the trash pushed me over the edge. As Austin was pulling out of the garage he saw me gagging and dry heaving, while trying to get the garbage bags into the trash can. And, soon after, up came the saltines and cold water. But, it did make me feel better. I have since gotten down a bagel with cream cheese and some more water, but I am still not feeling so great. And, going outside to take Holly out in heat that I can only compare to putting your entire body into a dryer that has been running for about a half hour or so does not help!
Here is Jason Crosby's new blog
. He is one of my colleagues from design school and one of the most talented new illustrators in the business.