Archives for May 2008

A Few Announcements For The Class

1. Shaw-awn has some nifty info about how you can become more involved with Compassion through blogging. Pretty cool stuff.

2. And speaking of Compassion, there’s a brand-new Compassion Bloggers website. Once you click over, you can find info about the upcoming bloggers’ trip to the Dominican Republic. The bloggers still haven’t been selected, so there’s still time to throw your blog into the ring if you’re interested.

I also feel strangely compelled to tell you that I’m the only Uganda blogger whose last name isn’t showing up on the site yet.

And for whatever reason, I’m kind of entertained by seeing me listed with only one name.

Because it makes me feel like Beyonce’.

Or Prince.

Or The Non-Artist Formerly Known As BooMama.

3. Trista needs some information and suggestions from the people who are interested in the Birmingham Bloggers’ Meet-Up / Girls’ Night Out / All-You-Can-Eat-Catfish Party.

(I totally made up that all-you-can-eat-catfish part.)

(But wouldn’t that be delightful?)

By the way, Auburn Gal suggested that we call the get-together BLAWGHER, which cracks me up every single time I think of it.

Because, um, THAT’S PERFECTION.

See y’all later!

American Idol – Finals

Aside from the fact that the whole championship angle is kind of silly (it’s a singing competition, and we don’t have to couch it as some sort of prizefight, m’kay, nice Fox people?), I am curious to see what the guys are going to sing tonight.

And I’m also crossing my fingers that no one has to sing a ballad about soaring on angels’ wings to the mountaintop of love so that you can find the heart of who you are in your crystal-clear reflection and seize your dreams while reaching for the stars.

Or something like that.

David Cook – “I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For” – You would have to pay me large sums of cash money to convince me to tackle a song that’s even remotely connected to Bono. Because not only do you have to bring the voice, you have to bring major quantities of cool. I think David Cook brought plenty of the former but not so much of the latter. It was a little overdone for my taste…but I still think he’s just great.

“Dream Big” – The arrangement of this song seemed totally in his comfort zone. And while the lyrics were a little on the cheesy side, he sounded great. It wasn’t necessarily a memorable performance, but it was a really good one.

“The World I Know” – In my opinion, this is the kind of song that needs to go on his CD. Great song, great vocals – but maybe not the best choice for his final performance on the Idol stage because it’s got a little bit of a dark sound to it. Then again, maybe it was a stroke of brilliance – because it made me pick up the phone and vote so that the grown-ups might just have a say in the outcome of this deal.

And I’ve now voted three four times. And counting.

David Archuleta – “Don’t Let The Sun Go Down On Me” – This is one of my favorite songs in the whole wide world. And the first thing I noticed is that David A. seemed to be making a concerted effort to make eye contact, which did wonders for his performance, NO KIDDING. And I have to say that this was one of the few instances this season where I felt like we’ve seen some emotion from the young Archuleta. Really good job.

“In This Moment” – Okay. This is sort of that Olympic theme song genre that I struggle with. So while I thought the vocal side of this was pretty strong, I didn’t like the song AT ALL. There’s no question that young David is gifted, though – he just needs some confidence. Maybe we need to send him some encouraging text messages. Or perhaps a balloon bouquet. I’m just thinking out loud here.

“Imagine” – I’m pretty sure he won it with this one. DID Y’ALL HEAR ALL THE SCREAMING? Sweet mercy. That was a lot of screaming.

All in all, it was a pretty even night-o-singing, and though I’m partial to David the Elder, I thought that David the Younger did a remarkable job. I’d be really, REALLY surprised if he isn’t the winner tomorrow night.

(p.s. – LOVED seeing Reuben perform. I pretty much adore him.)

(I don’t in fact know him. I just adore him.)

(That’s all.)

It’s been a fun season, y’all – thanks for reading and / or playing along!

If you’d like to add your reactions to the AI mix, just add the URL for your specific post to the Mr. Linky below.

Some Thoughts On Twitter

This has to be quick because I’m about to meet some friends for lunch, but there is one very important-yet-simultaneously-inconsequential thing I want to share with you before I forget:

I still haven’t really gotten the hang of posting on Twitter, but I am increasingly fascinated with reading it. And this is after about a year of being on the Twitter fence.

However, I now consider myself a bit of a fledgling Twitter fan.

Because remember? In junior high? When you’d call a friend and say “what are you doing?” and you felt better just knowing that your friend was, oh, writing Rick Springfield’s name all over her notebooks?

THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT TWITTER REMINDS ME OF.

It’s like having access to a junior high party line, only the people on the party line are, you know, grown, and also, they’re not nearly as catty.

So if you Twitter, why not leave your Twitter link in my comments? Make sure you only leave one link – otherwise the spam filter will think you are trying to sell some sort of medicinal product. But if you leave a link, then people can click on that link and follow you and know when you’re writing Rick Springfield’s name on your notebooks.

Only I know you’re not writing Rick Springfield’s name on your notebooks anymore.

Because, DUH, you’re totally into Zac Efron now.

GAH.

The After

Remember last week when I said I wanted to tackle this flowerbed?

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I am happy to announce that IT. IS. DONE.

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I mean, everything still has to grow and whatnot, but still. I feel we’ve made significant flowerbed progress.

I ended up using a hodgepodge of stuff from the clearance rack at Lowe’s (have I mentioned how much I adore the clearance rack at Lowe’s? I ADORE IT.) – the only full-price flowers were the impatiens, but they’re almost impossible to find on sale this time of year.

And I would now like to bore you with some up-close pictures of the stuff I planted.

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And here’s my trusty helper.

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Because when you’re planting a flowerbed, you always need a helper who is willing to spray water on every stationary surface within a one hundred-foot radius, and yes, that includes the helper’s mama, who, by the way, DOES NOT ENJOY HAVING WET HAIR IN THE OUT OF DOORS UNLESS THERE’S A POOL INVOLVED, THANK YOU.

So anyway.

I’m going to sit on the couch and read a book now.

And said book will not have anything to do with gardening.

Now do have a lovely night.

Show Offs Art Giveaway Winners

All righty, y’all – we have three winners!

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171 – Stephanie
219 – Jessica R. (aol email)
230 – Vickie (hotmail email)

A person from Show Offs Art will be contacting you about your prizes – and congratulations, everybody!

A Sixteen-Piece Box Of Popeye’s Chicken Would Clearly Be Magical

A few months ago David told me about an online trend called unboxing. Initially I thought maybe unboxing was some new “go green” movement that encouraged people to give a gift without first putting it in a box (which would be a super-fun conversation to have with Martha, by the way, because she would think that not putting a gift in box is crazy! that’s just crazy! why would someone do such a thing? and what about the wrapping paper? the wrapping paper wouldn’t look nearly as good! not to mention the bow!), but that’s not what he was talking about at all.

Because as it turns out, unboxing is when people, some of whom might be classifed as a smidge geeky (and I mean that in the MOST POSITIVE SENSE OF THE WORD, OH YES I DO) take pictures (or video) to document the process of removing a new piece of electronic equipment from its box.

And then they post those pictures to their blogs.

Don’t believe me? Consult Ye Olde Google.

I’ve thought a good bit about this whole unboxing phenomenon for the last couple of weeks, and after trying my best to understand it, I’ve decided that it has to be a mostly-guy thing. Because from my decidedly female perspective, the process of unboxing, say, a new camcorder or a new cell phone is as far up on the thrill-o-meter as watching a two-day marathon of Hardcastle & McCormick or being forced to listen to a monotone lecture on car maintenance and repair.

But guys are different about that kind of stuff. I know this because my husband still has the boxes for every video game console he has ever purchased, including each individual piece of styrofoam that surrounded the actual console as well as the cellophane that was wrapped around the instruction manuals AND the twisties that corralled all the cords.

And do you know what? I’m sure that hanging on to all those boxes is completely worth it in the long run, because if someone walked in our house right now and said, “Quick! In order to diffuse a bomb that’s right outside your door, you have to pack up your Xbox so that it looks exactly like it did the very first time you opened the box,” MY HUSBAND COULD TOTALLY DO THAT, Y’ALL.

It’s no wonder that I feel so incredibly safe here. As I’m sure you can imagine.

Well.

This morning I opened up the pantry and spotted an item that I picked up at the grocery store yesterday. And when I saw that item and realized that it was still unopened, I thought, This, THIS is worthy of unboxing documentation. Forget the electronic stuff. This is WAY better.

And so I grabbed the camera and got busy.

You may want to take some deep, cleansing breaths to prepare yourself for what you’re about to see.

It is very special.

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Breathtaking, isn’t it?

I suspected you would agree.