Testing pattern

So. For a while there I broke my blog. There was great sadness in the Cheung household and a certain person woke up at four this morning to review and reconsider her entry into the world of CSS Nerddom. I ended up rebuilding the site (or, cough, "re-editing the template") because I could not figure out what was wrong (a tag was missing? maybe? How am I supposed to find a single tag?) And the site is still ugly.

Until now, I've been unable to update you on Everything Going On. Which is huge. Really, people. How have you managed life with this lack of information?

Thing 1: I am going to a concert tonight. Because I am old and boring and married, I have not been to a concert in FOREVER. Possibly since last year at this time which is a moral travesty of great proportion. But tonight will make up for all of it as tonight I shall be singing along with DAR who is small and wonderful and hysterically funny in a dorky stream-of-conciousness way. [Her new album, however, is her Political Album and I must say, Internet, that I am really not looking forward to that, which isn't to say that I don't respect Dar's, um, outlook on things (would we have 'I Won't Be Your Yoko Ono' if she didn't think Yoko Ono rocked John's AND the rest of our worlds? No, and we're the better for it.), but I kind of just want to hear 'Iowa' and 'The One Who Knows' and then go home. Does that mean I don't care about the global community?

Thing 2: My [new! red!] couches are being delivered Saturday. We're getting rid of our old couches Friday night. Mad props to Sean Who Still Hasn't Made Me A Banner and Neighbor's Husband who helped get the couches into our house in the first place. And THAT bordered on fiasco. We still have marks on the ceiling. I'm not sure how they're going to get the couches out, but they must (they MUST) and then we will have snazzy new red ones and Sean Who Still Hasn't Made Me A Banner will have furniture. And we will be super happy, except for Neighbor's Husband who doesn't seem to be getting much out of this arrangement. Will have to think of a way to rectify that...

Thing 3: My friend A is going to drive herself all the way up to Seattle this weekend just so we can share a glass of wine. What am I saying, share a glass. Whatever. The Washington State wineries are looking forward to this momentous event. So am I, as I am sincerely lacking any proper lushes in my small circle of friends. (Well, there's S, she of the stinky cheese story, but she is now pursuing her PhD and no longer has time to drink copious amounts of wine with me. And yes, I know what you are thinking. The stinky cheese girl is getting her PhD? The girl who forgot a wheel of Brie in her car? I know. It's true. But, you know, some people are book smart, some people are smart about what items are left in their vehicles. Not everyone can be both.)

Thing 4: Day Three of the South Beach Diet Experiment is going swimmingly. I even had to go to the store and buy my coworkers Hostess doughnuts and peanut M&Ms without buying anything for myself. And while I did gaze longingly at the Hershey bars, I left the store without any extraneous chocolate. Yay me! (But I hear I have eleven more days of this nonsense. Totally not sure how that's gong to turn out. Especially with Thing 3 happening right in the middle. Who planned that?)

Thing 5: The other night Phillip agreed that we? Need a vacation. Even if it's one night away from The House and The Computers and (as much as it breaks my heart) TiVo. (Although, to be honest, my perfect vacation would probably be watching my TiVo in a disgustingly plush hotel room. With a glass of wine.) So now I'm looking for Affordable Weekends Away. Any ideas?

Thing 6: I am wearing red shoes. This makes me inexplicably happy.

Thing 7: Yesterday at work I answered the phone and received a pre-recorded message from a man- and I swear I am not making this up- informing me that today was an excellent day to accept the Lord Jesus Christ as my Savior. And I wasn't sure what to do with that, having already formed my religious faith around something other than a prerecorded telephone message, so I decided to write about it on the internet. (Although I enjoyed imagining how my coworkers might have reacted had I leaped onto my desk and announced that I was Born Again.)

So hopefully, Internet, I will be back tomorrow with a full review of the Dar Show (which, of course, will definitely include a review of The Audience, a neverending source of amusement.) Hopefully my blog will still be working. Ugly, but working.

Comments

[Becca]

I wore red shoes today too! But shoes of any color make me happy.

[jackie]

Wow, a prerecorded message? That's really...impersonal :( and a bit on the ghetto side, if I do say so.