It certainly was an eclectic Easter weekend! You can bet your britches that we colored eggs, attended church, ate way too much food, and hunted for the elusive Easter eggs. But I also did something that I’m absolutely no good at… I organized my craft room!
Yes! I organized! Me! The queen of post-it notes and paper trails! I actually purchased stuff to file my papers in! Those of you who know me well… take a deep breath… I even sorted the paper. Don’t worry though… I didn’t fold any of it. (secret phobia)
Part of me even wants to do a step by step photo tutorial of my organization! (Cuz I’m an authority on that now) I was inspired by the editing work I did over the weekend for my day job. The theme for the week was Spring Cleaning and I looked around my office realizing that I needed a bit of that in my life.
What else happened on this amazing weekend? I did my taxes. It took me 3 hours… but I did it. There’s a certain sense of satisfaction when your taxes are done and sent off. I’ve even already gotten the happy text messages from the IRS that my tax returns have been accepted. Thanks IRS!
Tell me about your weekend. I’m nosey like that.
I received a phone call yesterday morning from my friend Stephen… One of those “What’s going on with…” kind of calls. My response was typical “Uh. I don’t know. She hasn’t said anything new to me.” So… being the savvy social people we are… we open her blog.
My friend. My #WorldDomination #Bestie. My secret keeper. My travel buddy. My tweeting about nothing for hours soul sister… Has Cancer. Breast Cancer. I call her. I cry. She comforts me. This is all backwards. But that’s how we operate. I’m often told that I’m the human element and she is the one that turns the gears. She makes jokes and changes topics.
But I can’t shake it. The entire day was emotional for me. At work I say I’m just feeling overwhelmed. At home I say I’m just tired and having an emotional day. And I was. All of those things. But now in the morning… with a fresh look at things. It’s her and her reality.
Even living in different states… her in California and me in Arizona… I can’t imagine my life with out our phone calls. I can’t imagine not running off to some random city with her to speak geek to a crowd of techies. I can’t imagine not sharing a queen size bed in a seedy hotel because we’d rather spend our money out on the town. I can’t imagine not tweeting about #bacon #coffee and #chocolate in the same 140 characters…
I will hold her hand. I will be there if she needs me. I will smuggle in her favorite things into the hospital. I will still probably cry. It’s what I do. And she will manage to change the topic. I talked to her already this morning at 6:45 am (and it was 5:45 am in California) to ask if it’s ok to share her news. Brandie… you are blog worthy. You are loved. And this adventure may be more scary than that crappy hotel in Austin… but we’ll still *squee* over 3am french fries at the end of all of this.
PS… if you’re on Twitter and you love all things tech, SoMe, and community like… follow Brandie @lttlewys
Rachel had four (4) teeth extracted yesterday. FOUR! 4! Omigosh… FOUR (4)!!!
It appears that she’s headed down the path of crooked teeth like her mom and apparently (according to the dentist) crooked teeth aren’t en vogue.
The tooth fairy has been a frequent visitor in our house the last couple of years. With two girls, ages 6 and 7, the competition is fierce. Allison even yanked one of her own teeth out to receive a coveted tooth fairy visit. This is serious business.
And now Rachel has lost four teeth at once? At what… $5 a pop? I think I got a quarter. Maybe a dollar. I don’t remember. Clearly it made an impact on me…
So this morning… Rachel will wake up to $16. I averaged it out to $4 a tooth. And Allison will no doubt be wiggling all of her “loose” teeth and probably tying strings to skateboards. *Yes… that happened*