Monday, May 16, 2011

Yes, I'm still on Blogger. I'm working on it.

Hey, remember that time last week when Blogger fucked itself and lost everyone's posts and comments and then didn't let anyone on the site? 

Did Blogger get bought by Microsoft, too?  What the hell?

So I'm planning a move, but that's going to take time because it takes me forever to get my shit together [hence, the still-delayed Etsy shop.  It's coming.  I swear.], PLUS I got a jury duty summons, so while you're reading this, I'm sitting in a room with hordes of humanity, hoping no one breathes on me.  AWESOME.

Here's what's been happening with me:

It's Raw Photos Contest Time!

Have you played before?  If not, what the hell are you waiting for?  If you have, you need to play again!

The topic for this round is:


Yes!  Submit your unphotoshopped photo of what Spring means to you. 

The full rules are on our Flickr page, but here's the gist:
1. You have to have taken the photo.
2. The photo has to be a raw photo. What does that mean? That means NO PHOTOSHOPPING. You can screw around all you want with exposure and white balance on your camera, and we'll even let you crop the photo, but that's it.  (Both digital and digital scans of film are okay)
3. You have one week to enter a photo. You can enter up to two [2] photos per contest.

When we decide who the winner is, that winner's photo will be posted on our blogs Crazy with a side of Awesome Sauce & The Suniverse, our Twitter feeds @andygirl@TheSuniverse, and on Flickr. Plus, the winner gets an AWESOME BADGE to post on their blog.

Submit here. You have a week to submit.  From May 16, 2011 through May 22, 2011.

Questions?  Just ask:


I've been having crazy anxiety dreams.  Seriously weird.  Like that I was running late to take the girl to the orthodontist, even though she doesn't have braces in the real world, and we got into a fender bender with a group of mean girls [and I swear to god, Lindsay Lohan was one of them] and then we had to go to the auto body shop, where a creepy guy fixed up the car and then asked where the payment from last time was [?] and then I kept trying to find the ortho's office on my iPhone map, but couldn't remember the street name and we finally got there and I forgot the dr.'s name, so we were waiting around, because I couldn't fill out the Who Are You Here To See form and then I cried because all these other people kept coming in and getting seen before me.

God.  Even anxiety dreams suck, don't they? Nothing interesting.

So, that's what's been going on with me.  Anxiety and photo contest and public service.

My husband is so lucky he met me.


  1. Tell them you think you are Princess Leia and can read minds - that totally worked for Liz Lemon in getting out of jury duty.

    Anxiety dreams are not as fun as sexy dreams about Keanu Reeves (Sssh Keanu, don't speak, just be dreamy and wear that ankle length leather coat...).

    I am SO entering your pic competition since I think I am Annie Liebowitz!

    Sarah xxx

  2. If you think of jury duty as "me time" it's not so bad...

    Also, Blogger has eaten my comments not once, but TWICE! I need to make a move myself, but I'm a little askeerd. Hold my hand and we'll drive off the cliff together ala Thelma and Louise.

  3. I'm moving away from blogger as well but I'm not sure where. I have a tumblr account but they've had their share of 'offline' events. And dammit, it takes time to move 5 years of blogs.

    Why can't blogger just WORK?

  4. I've been considering a move too. but I don't know when I'd find the time. plus I'm scared of losing readers, comments, etc. *sad*

  5. Yeah yeah, I'll jump on the bandwagon. My major problem is that Blogger is said to be the best platform with people who are computer morons (I'm paraphrasing) and computers? I know when one's upside down, and that's about it. Clearly I need to educate myself. I had an anxiety dream about the Blogger event AS IT WAS HAPPENING. I was supposed to post a book review for one of the five or six free books I've been sent in a year and a half of blogging and couldn't post it on Friday. It's not like I was getting paid for it. Or like they could fire me. But I still had multiple dreams about running around trying to find a different computer, forgetting my password, screaming at my husband - at one point I tried to do the review in icing on a cake.

  6. I wish all of these things weren't weighing you down - even in your sleep!! Don't worry about the move over to wordpress. It is time consuming but not difficult, and when you do go... all of us loyal and adoring readers will follow!

  7. wordpress is MAGIC. seriously. greatest thing ever.

    jury duty? ugh. that is one thing that i've been told i'll never have to fully suffer through in my life. virginia lawyers don't like to empanel other virginia lawyers, as i understand...

  8. I might enter the contest this time. Although the photo I have in mind might actually be from the fall. Because I excel at following directions. It'll be our secret.

  9. Jury duty? DAMN. (yes. no breathing allowed.)

    And anxiety dreams are the worst (well...jury duty sucks pretty hard, too).

    I always have dreams where I can't get somewhere I need to be for various reasons...the best are when my kids are involved and I am panicked.

    Oh wait. No. Those are the worst. Along with jury duty.

    Hang in there. And one word for you: Guilty.

  10. p.s. That was not "John" who posted that last comment above - John is my son's friend who apparently logged onto my computer this weekend.



  11. should i leave or should i stay... tis the question of everything in my life. please keep me posted where you will soon be posting your posts.

  12. I've been having crazy anxiety dreams, too. The last one involved swimming in a pool that had an endless lane & getting to the end of the lane, finally, only to realize that I had forgotten my swim suit, so I quickly put on my dress-suit suit so nobody noticed, but I got to work where there was a warrant for my arrest due to indecent exposure. But the indecent exposure charge came from some lady taking pictures of me from her bedroom window, and it was because I wasn't showing off enough skin.

    Um, I might have issues.


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