Sickness has invaded our household…and it’s landed on me. Out of five people in my family, I am the one who has gotten sick. Body aches, fevers, lovely things coming out of both ends…sick. The good news is that everyone in my family feels so badly for me that they are willing to do almost anything for me.

No matter how much attention I receive from my family, I’d much rather feel like a normal human being again, without rolling stomach and bowels, ya know? (sorry if that was TMI) I guess I’m just sick of being sick. Going to lay back down now and see if I can beat this nasty illness back to where it came from.

Hope your weekend was much better than mine.

Well, I love my internet folks, but y’all are about as helpful as teats on a bull when it comes to helping me pick out my new handbag!

And I do apologize if I’ve offended anyone with my Southern colloquiallism – but I’m positively full of them. Or it. I can’t decide which.

So the results of the highly scientific poll are as follows:

29 votes total
(I used to have a LOT more readers than this!?! See what happens when you quit writing regularly? eek!)

~The zebra print was the lowest with 31% of the votes.
~The giraffe print garnered 34%, and
~The slouchy hobo also received 34% of the votes.

(And you have no idea how incredibly taxing it was on my pea-brain to come up with THREE separate descriptors for the outcome of the voting.) Somehow I really felt the need to explain myself on that and I have no idea why – maybe it’s because I am highly desirous of getting my writing mojo back???

So ya know what? I’m going to live on the edge and buy two of them. The Giraffe print ($22.90 – the most expensive of the three, but seriously? Under $30! A steal, if you ask me), because I fell in El-OH-Vee-EEh with it when I saw it and the white slouchy hobo ($16.90 and I don’t expect to have it past the abuse of the summer, because, well…I have 3 kids. ‘Nuff said). Thank yew for yure support. (a la Ross Perot)

Next week, I’ll be attending the Christian Book Expo in the Dallas – I’m hoping to gain some insight from “real” writers (unlike me – the pseudo-writer) and get myself back on some sort of writing schedule again. Once upon a time, I actually had writing aspirations. Then I had three kids and I had my aspirations kicked.

What is one thing you wish you had time to do for yourself that you don’t? (And why aren’t you making time for it???)

(and one last thing…I’m not sure I’m in love with this new comment form…is it a pain in the patootie? I’m thinking it’s a pain…but your feedback is ever so welcome)

I have always been a lover of handbags (I was taught not to say “purses”)- every since I started working for Nordstrom in the Handbag Department in 1990.

I had a buyer/manager named Carrie Forrest who was the epitome of what you’d expect from a Nordstrom buyer. She was tall, very thin, and absolutely gorgeous – with a heart of gold. She taught me everything she knew about handbags, and until I was promoted to Dept manager of another Department (Hosiery, thank you very much) – I sold many a Dooney & Burke, HCL, and Sharif bag.

But I can’t find a decent handbag to save my life today. At least, not one that is *cheap* enough for my tastes.

Until now. I was browsing The Avenue and stumbled across a couple of really, really cute bags – I need your help deciding which one to purchase! They are all relatively *cheap* (Carrie would have killed me if I used that terminology in her dept!) – it’s just a matter of deciding which one.

The zebra tote:

The slouchy hobo:

The giraffe print:

Which leads me to the question – do you call them handbags or purses? (This is the really important question, you know)

I’m pretty much thinking this phone is going to be every present I get for this year…mom, you’re the best!

Music, video, camera, email, rss, this phone has it all. I’m in gadget heaven.