My renter for the week is Simple Sassy. First of all – Love the design, and color choices. It’s pretty, clean and neat. She’s been around for more than a year… So, she’s not a fly-by-night blogger who’s going to disappear. She shares a lot about her life, and lots of fun stuff too. Go visit!
Blogathon coming
On July 29, hundreds of bloggers from around the world will put their endurance to the test for charity, blogging every 30 minutes for 24 hours straight. This is the Sixth Annual International Blogathon, an event that creates a worldwide community for a day, serves up fascinating content, and most importantly, raises tens of thousands of dollars for dozens of charities. Bloggers choose the charity and collect sponsorships. At the end of the event, those sponsors fulfill their pledges directly with the charity.
It’s not too late to sign up if you’d like to blog! You can also help by sponsoring a blogger, just check out the List of Bloggers at the site. Stay up late, make a difference.
You can also Sponsor Me!
Semantics
I actually placed an ad for a part-time “babysitter,” but everyone who replied called herself a “nanny.” And since I have personally seen what happens when some old businessman calls his administrative assistant a “secretary,” I am going with “nanny.”
When I read this I laughed out loud. And then I snorted. Considering I am an “Executive Assistant” – Don’t call me a secretary bitch! You should all be reading Amalah. Why aren’t you?
Open Mouth, Insert Foot
So, I’m at my best friend, Amy’s, house on Saturday. She has a pool and we were receiving record breaking temps, so she invited us out. Had a lot of fun. Joseph was boistrous, but being very good. Kortney, her daughter, was playing pool games with him.
Amy was teasing her (’cause he was being a typical 6 year old) saying, “You know that’s Andrew in 5 years!” Her baby brother.
Kortney said, “No it’s not. We’ll discipline Andrew.”
My jaw dropped to the floor, I couldn’t even speak – I sputtered. Amy couldn’t speak either – she was too busy laughing her ass off (she knows about all that we’ve gone through with Joseph).
Poor Kortney – who’s 9 – was immediately blushing and sputtering and I’m sorrying all over the place.
It was great – for once it wasn’t me making an idiot out of myself. Poor girl.
What number am I?
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You Are 5: The Investigator |
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You’re independent – and a logical analytical thinker. You love learning and ideas… and know things no one else does. Bored by small talk, you refuse to participate in boring conversations. You are open minded. A visionary. You understand the world and may change it. |
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