Random Thoughts

I was driving down Saginaw Highway today and an amazing blog idea popped into my head. I thought, “I should write that down!” I did not stop to write it down. And I cannot, for the life of me, remember what I was thinking.

Pretty sure there are 1,541 blog ideas residing in the part of my brain I can no longer access.

When am I going to put a notepad and pen in my purse?

I have an iPhone – isn’t there some kind of voice recorder on there? I’ll ask Rebecca. She knows all about my phone.

My Mom occasionally calls me for computer advice. And now I’m looking to my 11 year old to help me. Something is very wrong here.

Rebecca is amazingly fast on the touchpad on my computer. I have to use a mouse but she can drag her finger around that thing and open a zillion pages, copy and paste and print in no time. This from the child who often cannot find her shoes…

 

Of course, I often cannot find my shoes. That generally happens if I leave them out in the family room and Sean moves them. Poor guy; he’s such a, “A place for everything and everything in its place,” person. I am so, so not. I figure wherever it currently is is its place.

Is there such a thing as Pile-er’s Anonymous?

I thought I’d check – bad choice! Did you know hemorrhoids are also called piles? Wow. That was an unpleasant web search.

I need some pretty after that:

Ah. Much better.