Honestly, I am so dorky lately (dorkiER). I just made a pot o’ coffee, filled up my little canister with some freshly ground stuff, then I pressed the bag against my chest to get the air out before I sealed it up again. Yup, just like Pigpen from Charlie Brown – a full cloud of fine coffee dust poofed up around my face and in my eyeballs. duh.

Kind of like when I stopped in the hallway at the hospital to help a guy in a wheelchair get moving. He was stuck for some reason, and as I bent over to try and unlock a wheel, or whatever was making him immobile, he said something that I didn’t quite get, and I kept futzin’ around. Finally, I tuned in to what he was trying to tell me – my water bottle (opened water bottle), which I had stuck under my armpit to free up my hands, was draining all over the floor while I was bent over. double duh.

I’m not the only *duh* around here tonight. I got an email from an FMG visitor. Yes, she “loves my stuff” BUT, and I quote, “i just wish you put the effort of mouse-over effects. i am so used to seeing them everywhere that it seems without them i am transported back to 1995.”

Welll well well. I politely told her that for my paying clients, I give them whatever they want. Ya get what you pay for, right? geeeesh. Some people, I tell ya.

Hey, the TV Land Awards are on, and there’s all of these old tv show people on it. eh. Not in the mood. Actually, I’d love to go to bed right about now, but then I’d wake up way too early – it’s my saving lives weekend. Anyhooo… awww, the whole Dallas gang. I don’t remember Charlene Tilton’s boobs being that big…

Ok, I’m outta here. Have a loverly Sunday you guys!