We are enough into 2007 that I should be settling down and getting back to business…

But I just can’t!

We did our L5P ritual yesterday, comics then lunch @ Vortex, but I couldn’t make myself get motivated enough to leave! We ended up hanging out with the crowd until 9:30! I think I’m avoiding reality!

Today is business as usual which is a good thing. I’m actually looking forward to making the rounds and picking up bills today!

The Moon drama has calmed down so I can focus on new projects both professional and personal.

Foooocus! Foooocus! :-)

Well, well, well. It appears that 2007 is certainly full of piss and vinegar so far. Just damn! The first week of this new year has been very very stressful and not a lot of fun. I had the server migration to deal with and the online magazine to do and the new payroll company to wrangle. I was stressing all the way until yesterday when I realised that I’d managed to get it all done. ?? Wow! I was so torqued up I didn’t even notice that everything was on track until around 5pm last night!

I’d been to the Decatur Moon earlier in the day and observed the plague victims first hand. There has been a nasty nirovirus (stomach flu) going around and it laid waste to about 20% of the waitstaff and two thirds of the managers over there. Poor T was hurling into the trash can the whole time I was there. I called in the manager from the other store and offered my assistance if needed. Bad move on my part! Since I wasn’t called in last night, I assumed that I was off the hook, so Nick, Ben and I sat here drinking and partying until around 2am then Nick and I had Jungle Monkey Sex™ for a bit after that. So let’s just say it was 3am by the time we crashed.

THEN the phone rang at 6am. The manager who was filling in at Decatur was calling to see if I could come in and help with the front for brunch. Argh! It was fine that he called me in, but calling at 6am was just wrong! Naturally I couldn’t go back to sleep so laid there until 7:30 when Missy started stomping my head then got up, fed the varmints and started getting ready to go in. I drug myself out of here around 8:45 and headed in. The first couple of hours were a little rough, but once I got some caffeine in me it was fine. Fortunately it was very slow today so I got to jet when K arrived at noon. I really like working in the store occasionally. I’ll have to ask K if I can come in every now and then just for fun. I also plan to do one prep shift just to see what it’s like. I know, CRAZY.

We’re making big progress on our new client’s logos and truck wraps. I think they are going to look just great. Tomorrow I plan to finish up one web page for our other new client so they can have a look to see if I’m the right track. I’ve had about 100 things to blog about lately, but I’ve just been too busy to get it done.

I plan to try to make more time for writing this year. I’ve not been a very good blogger for a while now and I am going to try to fix that.

Well, off to surf and read and call a client. Happy Saturday everyone!

After much gnashing of teeth and pulling of hair, misangela.com is on the new server.

Oy. I really really HATE moving.

But it’s all here and apparently all working, so we are rid of 2006 and onward we go.

Here’s to hoping 2007 will be far, far less traumatic than 2006.

Moving to a new server, y’all…

Gods willing and the creek don’t rise…

See ya on the flip side!

So, we have our grand old time Friday night with D and A! FUN! We ran around and futzed on Saturday then opened most of our gifts to each other Sat night. I got LOTS of music! Thanks to everyone! I also have to give a special thanks to D for the really unique blown glass vase she found for me. It’s the coolest thing EVAH!

The trip to Knoxvegas was mostly uneventful. We did the family thang on Christmas Eve then Nick and I drank champagne and got busy on June’s new couch in the front room. Ha!

Unfortunately, at around 3 or 4am I was awakened by horrible cramps + nausea indicating the 2.5 week return of that bitch Aunt Flo. Godsdammit! This was the evil ovary, so the cramping was extremely intense. I didn’t sleep any more after that and pretty much the whole of Christmas day was lost to the cramps. FUCK THIS. I am SO getting a hysterectomy. I don’t give a shit how much it costs! The divorce is going to happen, folks, it’s a done deal. I’m just really sorry that Nick went through his vasectomy for ME only to have this happen a year later. Had I known that my body would go to shit when I went off the pill, I’d have arranged for a hysterectomy in the first place and left poor Nick alone. He’s such a good man to do that for me. I despise my uterus and I’m *thisclose* to performing a field hysterectomy with a ShopVac. This whole situation is just plain old FRELLED and I’m very frustrated. My Chinese doc insists that a hysterectomy is ‘too much’ and all this can be handled with acupuncture, but I don’t think so. I can’t put up with this shit for 6 more months while I get stabbed every two weeks on top of the neverending period. Oh, NO.

Ah, but I digress. Yesterday was grand. We drove all day, but it was worth it. We stopped by and chatted with Jean while dropping off the presents for the kids. Then we hightailed it up to Tazwell TN (NO, I don’t know why it’s spelled TazEwell on the maps.) to pick poor Rhonda who’d been trapped up there with her family since Saturday. I’ll give you one phrase to sum up that place: there was a piece of squirrel meat (we *think*) hanging on the front porch by the door apparently drying or ageing or something. Nevermind that it was raining…

Yah. So we scooped up our girl and then headed to the Airport which is on the other side of Knoxville in Alcoa (near Maryville on the map). We checked her bag then went across the street for food and drinks at Applebees. The margaritas were tasty and their new FRIED PICKLES were sooooo yummy! After a couple of hours we had to take Rhonda back to the airport to catch her flight, which sucked. I really wish we lived closer together. I love that girl!!

Then we came BACK up to Knoxville to sober up and pack our bags then head out for home. We got here around 11pm, which made it about 10 hours on the road. After sharing stories with Ben it was around 1am and we all took tamazepam and crashed. I awoke this morning to the phone ringing and realised that the mountain of work waiting for us has begun its avalanche and we’re off to the races.

Which means I need to get the hell off here and go to Decatur to pick up the payroll.

::sigh:: It’s gonna be a short and VERY busy week.