Mercy Corps is accepting donations to assist families who are displaced and who may have lost their homes to Hurricane Katrina.
A while back I posted a little freak-out when I noticed an incipient wrinkle between my eyes. It’s still there, but I haven’t done anything about it.
So it was with some measure of excitement that I read about Jafra’s new product: Intensive Line Corrector. This little gem is supposed to erase those fine lines and wrinkles, and for younger women like me, stop them in their tracks. It’s supposed to be a non-surgical answer to the evil B – botox.
When my bottle arrives, I’ll be sure to share the gory details *grin*
And if anyone is dying to get their hands on a bottle of their own, you know who to call… (Shameless self-promotion is my forte…)
I like this one: Victoria’s Dirty Secret. Victoria’s Secret (link to company website here) sends out about a million catalogs a DAY, all of them except their clearance catalogs made from virgin fiber paper containing little or no recycled content. Since they are time-sensitive (for sales or whatever) most of these catalogs will end up in the trash (or maybe the recycling bin).
Encourage Victoria’s Secret to use more recycled paper in their catalogs. While you’re at it, encourage them to start carrying bigger sizes too. I think their bras and panties are cute, but they don’t have my size…
Today was a bad one in the fever/headache/fatigue wars. I know, I know, I should call a medical professional about this problem, but I don’t want to. I’m sure in the diagnostic stage there will be a blood test, and while I’m not afraid of needles or anything, blood tests suck for me. I have hide-and-go-seek veins and drawing blood ALWAYS involves at least three stabs before they strike gold – the scenario usually goes something like this:
Me: Are you the head vampire? Because it’s hard to get any blood out of me, it’s best if the head vampire gives it a shot right from the start.
Phlebotomist: I can handle this, don’t worry.
Several stabs later…
Phlebotomist: Let me go get the lady who’s best with difficult veins.
Me: *fumes* I told you so.
Anyway, since I always come out full of holes, I am understandably loathe to have blood drawn. One stab I can handle, three or four gets annoying.
I spent the day headachy and feverish, and it really put a cramp in my productivity. Which needs to NOT be cramped because I’ve signed myself up for six days at the Oregon State Fair, selling soap. This is one of those “Hey COOL!!” opportunity with accompanying “Oh Crap, that could be a lot of soap I need to have on hand!” feelings. I recently bought two more soap molds and just ordered 1000 more boxes, so theoretically I can handle it. But I need to be feeling better than I did today to have enough stock.
Along those lines, I could probably use a helper. The dates are 8-31 through 9-5 and while I think I can get helpers for the Saturday and Sunday, that leaves four weekdays where I’m alone. I can’t afford to pay much, but if you know a bored college student or teenager (or anyone else) who’d like to earn a few bucks for giving me bathroom breaks, etc. leave me a message.
I bought the newest Coldplay cd a while back, and it totally rocks. It’s called X & Y.
It’s a bit of a departure from their first two albums. I was commenting to DH that it seems like they’re seriously channelling U2 on this record, which isn’t necessarily a bad thing. I’ve been driving a Volkswagen Passat since I put a dent in my car, with a pretty decent stereo and the cd sounds great on it.
If you’re looking for songs like “Spies” and “Yellow” you won’t find them here. But the cd still rocks and I like to see my favorite bands challenge themselves to do something different, and do it well. Bravo.