So, technology is a wonderful thing, isn’t it?

Today I learned about 12seconds.tv.  I think I’ve been living under a rock.  But apparently, by going with 12seconds.tv, I would be cheating on YouTube of which I already have an account and videos.

In my defense, I didn’t know that you could send emailed videos to YouTube, and I’m not sure why.   I can send pictures through TwitPic and videos through 12Seconds so why wouldn’t YouTube offer the same service?

Whatever, the point of this is…

Should you care to see the Dorkumentary as it happens on Thursday while we are in DC and at the New Kids on the Block I invite you to make sure that you’re following me on Twitter AND YouTube.

Because I just spent WAY too much time figuring out how to make this all work on YouTube.

See?

And really?  I might be entertaining, but seeing Becki scream at me to put the camera away or yell, “You are not tweeting about this” 5000 times over the course of two days will be even more comical.

She’s going to kill me…

So there you have it… want to go with me?  Now you can!

In other random, if you care news, I’ve got a new post up at Digital Bliss and a new giveaway over at the review blog.  If your child is into Sesame Street then you’re going to want to check this one out!

And don’t forget about the giveaway for SoapNuts that ends on Friday!

That is all.

Carry on.

Until next time…

One of the best things about layovers is the people watching…i like to imagine where they are coming from, where they are going and their circumstances behind their travels.  It helps that I have an active imagination.

It does not help that I am nosy.

For example, there is a gentleman sitting next to me who received a skype call.  After calming down because it scared me half to death when it rang, I tried to place the accent.  Then I realized I needed to place the language.  It sounded almost french because it was so phlem-y but then I heard words like “muy bien” and “tambien” and realized that he was speaking Spanish.  I think… I guess placing 9th in the State of Virginia on the National Spanish Exam 13 years ago is paying off… I can pick out words such as “very good” and “also”.

I feel smart.

For now, to try to curb my excitement, I’m going to explore the Dulles airport and search out others who are San Fran bound.  I’m sure they are here.

And do some more people watching.

And find an outlet because the craptop is about out of juice after just an hour.  That’s not so bad I guess, and I wouldn’t mind.  If I had an hour layover or purchased an hour worth of WiFi (which sucks, by they way… thankyouverymuchatt&t… next time i’m giving my money to boingo!) but I purchased two and have a 2.5 hour layover.

I’m excited.  I’m seeing all the tweets of those traveling there and those already there and I can’t wait to get there.

So, I’m off… to eavesdrop on the people next to me.  They are not happy and I think maybe from Germany.  Older couple, too, and no…. Scotland… because they just said that.

Poor man… the wife is treating him like it’s his fault…this could get interesting…

Until next time…

No, it’s not the getting there or coming home.

It’s not layovers at the airport (even though we’re driving now)…

it’s the freaking LAUNDRY.

Now…

It’s my fault.  I’ll take the blame.

I did all the kids’ laundry before they left.  All washed, folded, put away.

But mine?

I didn’t need it last Saturday… so I just pushed that to the side.  Clothing my kids was important and a priority.

And I’ve had FOUR days to do my laundry.  FOUR.  Four days that I could easily pop the clothes in the washer while I work, fold clothes while I’m on conference calls, or while I was watching TV.  (Yes, there are distinct benefits to working from home.)

But I didn’t.

And now I’m doing laundry.  So that I don’t have to go into the office naked next week.  (Well, I do have some new clothes, but… that’s besides the point…)

And what’s worse?  I have to do laundry while I’m in Mississippi, twice.  Once to wash the clothes they are bringing home from camp and then once again before we leave so they have clean clothes to take to Nana’s and Papaw’s.

I hate laundry.

Until next time…

It seems to me that I’ve used that title before, but who really knows…

I don’t… there have been over 600 titles in the past 18 months and for me to be original and unique every single time is… well… i just don’t think that it’s possible…

So…

First, let’s talk about the bachelorette.  Are you watching?  What do you think?  I’ve been a Jason fan since day 1.  I have a thing for single dads.  Deanna was right… you don’t have to worry about what kind of father they would be or if they like kids, because you already know.

But… I liked Jesse because he’s different.  And I’ve started to like him more and more.

Jeremy?  I do not like at all.  I don’t like his personality.  I don’t like him.  Period.  He’s too “perfect”… however, he seems to be, as Deanna stated, the type of guy that she goes for.

I don’t feel for Graham… I’m glad he’s gone.  The hometown date was awkward for me to watch, so I know it had to be weird for her and I’m sure the only reason that Deanna continued to fall for him is because she can’t have him, all of him.  Because that’s what we women do.  We want what we can’t have.

So next week, I want Jeremy to go home, but I fear that he will win the whole thing and I will be pissed because someone else picked the wrong person.  I do it to myself with every single reality show that I watch.

And after watching the Bachelorette yesterday, I took one of my youth group gals to get her nails done.  And then we went shopping.  Because guess what?

I have to be in an office for two weeks and because I work from home, my “work” clothes are limited.  And I’m pretty sure that showing up in my PJs or jeans and a tee-shirt is not an option.  So we met up with her mother and we flew through Cato because it was late.  Bless the women who were working.  I got there 15 minutes before closing and they told me to take my time.  We were out 30 minutes later (after I locked myself out of the dressing room twice) with 4 new tops and a pair of pants.

It was a riot I tell you.  I laughed so hard.  And I hate to try on clothes.. but when you’re with your friend… who will put things back on the hanger for you and go and get you a different size and tell you whether you look amazing or like a fat cow in something, it’s so much more enjoyable.

So, now I’m set to go to work… and BlogHer.. because that is in 24 days… TWENTY FOUR… and I’m so excited.  I just need a purse.  To hold my stuff.  Oh and business cards.  Because I don’t have any.

And there was something else that I wanted to talk about that fit in with the random theme, but I can’t remember what it was because I’ve been interrupted no less than a gazillion times since I started this post…

so, I guess I’ll end here… but not before mentioning that there are new posts up at Desperately Seeking WordPress and I’ll have a list of guest bloggers up tomorrow so you can see who will be hijacking the blog while I’m gone… be prepared, I think a few will be poking fun at me, which honestly?  Is the best way to show your love for me.

Until next time…

No seriously, ask away.

I’ve always wanted to do this but feared that only one person would ask me a question…and not that it would REALLY bother me, because I would post that one question with an answer and thank that one person profusely for asking it and caring about me… but still…

But it just looks like so much fun and I love to be interviewed and well, I’m out of fodder… well, I’m not out of fodder, but I really don’t want to bore you with yet another softball post, and the other thoughts are so jumbled in my head that I can’t seem to get them out.

And to sweeten the deal, I’ll randomly selected a comment and they’ll win a little token.  Don’t ask me what it is yet, because I don’t know… but it will be something to brighten your day… seriously… it will…

So come on… what do you want to know about me?

Until next time…

Let’s just say that I’ve gained a little more weight than I’ve wanted to since I quit smoking, broke up with the ex, started working at home, <insert every other excuse in the book here>.

So I purchased a few workout DVDs because they all look like fun on the box!

And with all the tax talk that happened in the last few weeks about what I can/cannot claim, I’m just wondering…

anyway I can claim these as business expenses??????

Until next time…

I’m bored… I’m procrastinating… and Tishia started it… blame her…

Hi, my name is: Heather

But you can call me: anything as long as it’s not late for dinner

Never in my life have I: taken so much time to complete a stupid meme… i started this at 3:30 and it’s now almost midnight

The one person who can drive me nuts is: Samara… but most times I can handle her.

My high school is: (was) Take your pick… Archbishop Prendergast (Prendie) in Drexel Hill, PA, Philadelphia High School for Girls (Girls High) in Philly, and Lord Botetourt in Virginia

When I’m nervous: I talk alot… and really fast… no I mean faster and more than I normally talk. Some people may consider it to sound like a foreign language.

The last song I listened to was: Let It Rise… and the kids and I sang at the top of my lungs as did the kids and I’m sure we woke the neighbors.

If I were to get married right now it would be to: well… that would require a potential… and so moving on…

My hair is: my pride and joy… seriously, i know it sounds vain, but it’s my best feature…next to my eyes.

When I was 4: I lived in Hawaii and I was a brat and I looked just like Sam when she was 4.

Last Christmas: I gave you my heart and the very next day, you gave it away…

I should be: in bed…

When I look down I see: my hands typing this… and my desk that is cluttered…

The happiest recent event was: the NKOTB reunion…

If I were a character on ‘Friends’: Well.. I think I could be a hodge podge of all of them… like I can’t sign without my phlegm (Pheobe), and I’m kinda level headed (Monica), and then I’m kinda like Rachel as well in that sometimes I don’t have my priorities straight…and a little air headed.

By this time next year: still breathing with a roof over my head is about all I’m shooting for right now.

My current gripe is: stupid people… it’s an on going gripe really. Not people that have a disability, but genuine stupid people.

I have a hard time understanding: how I gave birth to two completely different children.

There’s these girls: on my softball team and they rock. I can’t believe the talent that they have… even the first year players!

If I won an award, the first person I would tell would be: My mom… or Becki… probably Becki and then my mom…and then of course, you all would be the next to know….

I want to buy: a MacBook Air… and a new oven… and a new bed… and a new car… and a new house… but you know? I’ll settle for some new underwear.

Where do you plan to visit: This summer, I’ll go back to Mississippi but this time with the kids… but other than business trips, I’ve got nothing planned.

If you spent the night at my house: You wouldn’t see how messy I am, because the house would be immaculate, except for the clutter that I have. I would wait on you hand on foot. And I would let you sleep in my room on my bed and I would sleep on the couch. And then? We’d battle each other in American Idol and Guitar Hero and I might even let you win. If you’re lucky, I’ll cook for you.

The world could do without: Stupid people.

Most recent thing I’ve bought myself: New sheets… and I heart them.

Most recent thing someone else bought me: Becki bought me makeup and I’m getting the hang of it, I think.

My middle name is: Barbara-Ann… go ahead, start singing.

In the morning I: I stumble out of bed… shuffle to the coffee, turn it on, pee, pour my coffee all while shouting at Samara to get up. I don’t have to do this with Matthew because typically, he’s the one who told me to get up.

Last night I was: goofing around, doing nothing productive. Kinda like tonight.

There’s this guy I know who: super duper funny and cute and likes filet mignon

If I was an animal I’d be a: Emu… because I like to say it. I don’t even know what an Emu is… or maybe, I could be a Gnu. That’s another cool animal word. Becki just told me that Emu’s have a brain the size of a pea and so I think that’s fitting.

A better name for me would be: anything but mom.

Tomorrow I am: going to try to be productive and then I’m going out for coffee

Tonight I am: doing this and on the phone with the BFF and wasting space.

My birthday is: January 9th

I got this from: Tishia

Until next time..

So, I’m playing… not bad for a first attempt… and I didn’t break it, Lisa!

(Although there are a few things not working right, that I must contact you to see why…)

I’m going to keep playing until I get it right…

Until next time..

H

It’s been interesting not having kids this week…I’ve gotten alot done, but not near what I’ve wanted to get done. As usual, I knew that I had alot of free time and I’ve overbooked.

It’s been nice to be fed by friends and I’ve not had to make my own meals. It’s also been nice to not have to spends lots at the grocery store. Half of my money was returned today, so I went and bought some new shoes. They always make me happy… and I figured it was okay, since I didn’t have to spend any money at the grocery store this week.

I’m very excited about warmer temps coming so that I can break out all my summer shoes. I actually cleaned my room and drawers this week and got rid of a bunch of stuff and got my summer shoes all ready to go. Now I just need a pedicure and a little color to my pale legs and I’ll be ready to go.

Tomorrow night, I’m going roller skating with the teens. I’m very excited about it. I love roller skating, almost as much as bowling, and I’ve missed the teens. With the Easter holidays and my traveling, I’ve not gotten to spend alot of time with them.

The last time there was a cute boy that I liked at the roller skating rink, I was in the 5th grade. He broke my heart at the end of the school year, but he was my first “boyfriend”… now that I think about it, that’s Matthew’s age… ok, I don’t want to think about it.

This weekend we’re headed to North Carolina for Battlecry. 14 teens, no showers, so I pray that they they not only bring their deoderant, but that they use it as well. Otherwise, it’s going to be a stinky ride home Saturday night.

The kids are obviously having a good time without me… I’ve not heard from them unless I call. The last I heard, they wanted to know what would happen if they left an egg in dye for 6 days. I’ll let you know how that all turns out. I’m assuming Mom’s having a good time with them too.

I’m tired but I’m not. I don’t want to sleep because there are so many things that I can be doing with all this quiet time. But I should probably sleep.

I think I’m going to shut up now. I’m out of random things to discuss.

Until next time…

Heather

I saw this on Steph’s blog, so I thought I would try…

Click here to create your own painting.

Until next time…
Heather