Posted on September 22, 2008, 1:13 pm, by HippieLisa.
Today my sweet, precious baby boys are 14 and 15 years old. How that could possibly be possible, I’m not really sure. I don’t feel but about 17, myself. Hmm… Here they are in their (almost) full marching uniforms, sans hats. (I’ll get that ‘hat pic’ for you soon, Mom! I keep trying to catch [...]
Posted on September 20, 2008, 8:05 am, by HippieLisa.
I’m so excited that I’ve lost twenty-five pounds, because, that means I get to buy some of my favorite items at Soul-Flower.com! They carry all kinds of items, including stickers, bumper stickers and magnets, but, they also have some of the coolest hippie clothes around! They did have a plus-size section, but, they didn’t have [...]
Posted on September 19, 2008, 2:20 pm, by HippieLisa.
Image by Jeremy Brooks via FlickrRemind me never to buy a mansion – because, DAMN! They make me SO TIRED! I do rather like the one we were cleaning today, though. I am exhausted, however. And my day is nowhere near finished. We have a football game tonight – remember, both of my boys are [...]
Posted on September 19, 2008, 2:03 pm, by HippieLisa.
Image via WikipediaI think I might have an Adsense heart attack! Frealz, ya’ll! Haha! I have been an adsense affiliate since …wait for it… Wednesday, August 18, 2004 …and I am JUST NOW about to reach payout for the first time! Are you proud of me? Do you think I’m awesome? Or ….do you think [...]
Posted on September 18, 2008, 6:09 pm, by HippieLisa.
Image via WikipediaI’m completely exhausted! Completely! J and I cleaned two houses today and I am lying down in bed blogging – sideways – with my laptop propped up cattywumpus on my legs. J and I cleaned two houses today – I cleaned five toilets. With the way my back is hurting and with the [...]
Posted on September 16, 2008, 7:20 pm, by HippieLisa.
(Click to biggify.) Uh…yeah…Lynn and I have been talking a lot lately! Ha! I stumbled onto the Twitter Grader this afternoon and I, being the self-centered me that I am, checked my score. I got a 94, not too shabby. And then, further with the self-concern, I wondered how I compared to Lynn Terry’s score. [...]