Cutting Edge Fashion

I am officially a clothing designer! Or something like that. You can see my first t-shirt design at the following link. It was inspired by my upcoming birthday...

http://www.zazzle.com/products/product/product.asp?product_id=235230001971806698

I actually get royalties if any these are ordered! Pick them up 'cause they are red hot! Ouch!

~~I'd Get Dry W/o a Little Help from My SIGG... ~~ (Think The Beatles and read it again!)

I have not been a good cousin lately, but I aspire for personal improvement. With that intent, I just visited Bumfuzzled & Bemused (check out the link if you have not already done so--to the left), and I noticed a posting about toxic foods...

This has been a major topic of concern at my home ever since the Hong Kong contingent arrived. Not to worry about me, however, because I am sipping from my new SIGG water bottle as I type (I am a very good one-handed typist. That is to say, I am a very good three-fingered typist...). My shampoo and deodorant have also been meticulously examined to assess their impact on the environment and my own well being.

Check out the water bottle facts at the following link (while you are there you can register for helpful tips on how to be more eco friendly):
http://idealbite.com/tiplibrary/tip.php?tip=20060228&title=Healthy_Ways_to_Hit_the_Bottle_(Water_Bottle,_that_is)

Summer is coming and hydration is important, but it is up to you whether it will be an 8 oz bottle of liquid death or a sampling of the refreshing nectars of H2O as God intended them.

You may not have noticed that the Ideal Bite archives also has links to great sources for vegan condoms. If you are interested in that sort of thing...

P.S. Did I mention that I finally got a new camera! My grandchildren will be so excited that I have an entire scrapbook devoted to my SIGG.

Top Two Things I Didn't Do This Week...

I started writing a top 12 list, but I could not commit to 12 things that I definitely would/did not do. So here is the official Top Two List preferred by 9 out of 10 commitmentphobes:

2. Quit my job (major accomplishment as I generally do this at least 3 times in a given week).

1. Write the great American novel.

I should make me friends t-shirts saying "My friend Promised to Name a Character After Me in Her Novel, and All I Got Was This Crummy Blog Entry!"

Hey, "prolific" is not necessarily a great thing... Still I guess I could try to commit to writing more than once a month!

Question of the week:
What is the ideal name for the modern archetypical heroine?

I need a jumping off point, and only you can be my museseseseses, so get going and name that girl! Please note that Alice Doormattski and Madonna W. Underbrah are not appropriate responses as I have already written them in as minor characters in my less than fabulous American short stories.

Handbags and Sisterly Love

She landed at McCarran International Airport at midnight on Wednesday night. As is generally the case, she brought bags full of exotic gifts from her home in Hong Kong and lots of opinions on how things should be done here in The States. In my family we all have strong opinions, and my sister is no exception to the rule. Fortunately, one pushy broad can always appreciate another, and I am really enjoying having her around to straighten my pantry shelves and eco-friendlyize my bathroom. Did you know that Red #5 is still used in many popular lines of cosmetics? Shocking.

My roommate may, however, find the two of us a bit too much for her constitution. She is accustom to my haranguing her over politics, but now Big Sis is adding input on Roomie's favorite shampoo. You see, when my sister and I get together, our outspokenness gathers momentum at a startling rate. It is not mere matter of multiplying obnoxious by two. Rather, ideas and influence tend to grow exponentially.

I guess it is not fair to imply that my bad behavior is exclusively tied to the influence of Big Sis. After all, I have been known to be a pain in any number of anatomical parts on any number of acquaintances.--that did not come out quite right, but I am trying to be less profane these days... So let's just say that the neck is one of the possible areas affected by the cancer that is VegasBabe-on-an-intellectual-mission... In college I seldom saw my sister, yet I still managed to make my share of waves.

My father once told me he was afraid to send me to BYU... Afraid they would make a Republican out of me! He said it in jest (he is really quite tolerant of the ignorant), but little did he know that I'd be pushed to the other extreme. You see, there is nothing the opinionated love more than conflict. Result? I became a very outspoken Non-Republican! Sometimes poor daddy just shakes his head, wondering how his three youngest children got to be such loud mouths. The first two are so civilized!

At least I have a few new designer knock-offs to distract me from orchestrating life-changing experiences for poor Roomie.