do you think kevin federline woke up this morning and thought the same thing? i never thought i’d see the day that people were relieved that he would be in charge of the kids. however, you could probably put someone on meth up against britney at this point and they would come out looking like a winner. well played, feddy-federstrom. well played.
i feel like kaka this morning and i’m not sure why. something is not right in my belly and i cooked last night so it’s more than likely my fault. nice. i should probably not cook anymore. okay, that is settled.
more good things have happened already today with durtbagz than they have in the last two weeks so i’m happy. happy enough to post this photo of myself and the husband from the party. no, the husband’s not retarded. i’m leading an aerobics class, what the heck does it look like? seriously, do i have to spell everything out for you?
i’m going in on thursday to learn how to both edit my website and manage the e-commerce portion!!! that is more happening in one day (actually two hours) than has happened in a long time. and probably way more fun than quickbooks. (yawn)
this means that the site itself is “done” and i need to give them feedback on any changes i need made at this point. it also means that the shopping cart is complete and now my merchant account people can get moving on setting up the credit card processing account. i am now officially a nerd because this is exciting to me. nerd nerd nerd.
also, the bags with the signs printed the right (aka real) way are supposed to be ready tomorrow or thursday. this also makes me happy. because then we can shoot them and move the site even closer to being done. plus, i’m ready to sport the real deal. the square signs now drive me up the wall. good thing i have 200 t-shirts with it on them. idiot. (see below)
also, i’m thinking of doing koozies and stickers to send with each bag purchase. easy things that can spread the word when you’re not carrying around your bag. because lord knows, if i’m not carrying a bag, i’m either drinking something that needs to be kept cold or desperately needing to stick something on something else. and i know i’m not alone. how do you feel about this idear?
okay, that’s all i’ve got today. i need to rest my belly so i can play tennis tonight.
PS: yes, i am wearing gold undies in the photos. yes, there is alcohol on the table, i am 30 now and am allowed and did (no, not all of those beverages are mine. two are my friend kim’s). yes, that is my husband doing who-knows-what in the background. i’m not responsible for him when he is wearing his poncho. that’s our rule.