because I really can't get enough of myself

I have beef with pinterest.  I mean, I LIKE pinterest, and if you check you'll see that I have about 500 boards and 7 million pins, but lately it's just gotten annoying.  I feel a little like it's trying to boss me around, or make me feel guilty, or judge me from a distance. For example, according to pinterest: We should tell our girls 25 certain things before they turn ten, because there is no possible way they can live to age 11 without it. If you didn't take certain wedding photos you shouldn't breath the same air as the rest of us. Your living room should have at least one black and white photo collage wall, and if you don't have anything with chevron in your house you might as well live in a cardboard box. There are 17 specific things that moms MUST do with sons because "they are SO important" and no one would know how to raise a son without this amazing pin. (How did our ancestors cope?) You can feed your entire extended family for 7

I'm attempting a life makeover.  It's kind of not that easy.  But it's not like I'm changing everything .  Just mostly stuff like priorities, sleeping habits, and other small things, you know,  like my name. I'm actually looking for name suggestions, if you have some.  But there are some rules: 1- It can't be boring.  I've been "Melissa" for a long time now, and I have to say that it's really not a name that impresses a classroom full of second graders. 2- It can't use the letters U or Y.  Just because I've decided not to use them.  And I'm still iffy on using a K. 3- The name should symbolic of something magical.  But not anything nerdy.  Just because I believe in unicorns and a secret underworld full of lizard people doesn't mean I'm a dweeb. 4- It has to be at least 3, but no more than 7 syllables.  Let's just say I want it to be a mouthfull. I'm also thinking about a blog redesign.  Like, maybe if it

I used to get migraines all the time.  But then I got really good at figuring out my migraine triggers and how to cut one off before it really ever started.  But the thing about migraines is that they're like that one annoying friend that stops by for visits even when you make up a myriad of excuses to get out of it. It's like my migraines miss hanging out or something, so they insist on paying a visit. If migraines could talk they'd say something like, "Hey girl, it's been so long since I've given you double vision and vertigo that I just thought I'd stop by and make you barf.  This so much fun!" Migraines would probably have really nasaly voices too, just to be extra obnoxious.  And fish breath. And if they had fingers they'd probably go around your house turning on all the lights, and then they'd pinch your kids just to make them scream. And you know how, just like that one annoying friend, migraines stay waaaaay too long?  Or they t

Right now my breath tastes horrible.  I can only imagine how bad it smells.  I wonder if I could actually kill small mammals with it?  But finding out would require locating a small mammal, and I think I'm just going to brush my teeth instead. So guess who's going to Roots Tech this year?  With a press pass?  ME.   I'm really excited because I hear that it's awesome there.  And they just announced that Syd Lieberman is going to be one of the thursday morning keynote speakers, and I really really like him.  I think you guys should all come with me to Roots Tech, so go and get an early bird ticket before the 15th.  Because cheaper is always better. Did you know that you can't lodge an official complaint to the USPS?  At least they wouldn't let me.  I was really mad at them because I ordered a white suit for Opie's baptism last weekend, and I paid for express shipping so we'd have it a few days before we needed it.  And then THE USPS LOST IT and we h