where’s the party

This post was written on what I think was a Wednesday, but I know it was the 4th day in the month of January in the year of 2012.

So, what will we be doing on Wednesdays at Casa de Loca?

I’m thinking probably putting emphasis on MadBee Web Design. That means marketing myself more aggressively (not something I’m very good at or looking forward to).

The end of 2011 was pretty good, I know if I put some effort into it, 2012 will be better. And Wednesdays will be my day to do that. Today I’m going to start listing my services all over hell and gone and put together an advertising package – postcards, business cards, etc.

This afternoon I’ll make a list of local businesses that don’t have website and send out a bunch of postcards next Wednesday.

When I opened my nail salon (seems like a hundred years ago) I did something similar EVERY week. I would pore over the Sunday paper, make lists of all the newly engaged women and send them postcards with some deal to get their nails done for the wedding.

About once a month I’d go around to local businesses that might be frequented by women (gyms, the bridal salons, etc) and hang up posters offering specials.

I built up a pretty good little clientele that way.

Without the Internet :: gasp ::

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asking too much

This post was written on what I think was a Tuesday, but I know it was the 3rd day in the month of January in the year of 2012.

Let’s face it, all the damn pep talks in the world are NOT going to make me like pictures of myself. There have been damn few that I’ve liked in the past fifty years, and that includes that picture of me sitting in my Grandpa’s red leather chair with Grandma holding my hand to keep my from falling on my fat face.

I just do NOT photograph well, and it doesn’t matter if I’m being photographed by a professional or if I’m doing some dang Internet exercise.

I am NOT photogenic.

:: sigh ::

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Happy New Year!

This post was written on what I think was a Sunday, but I know it was the 1st day in the month of January in the year of 2012.

This is quite possibly the first time in at least ten years that I actually WOKE UP at 7am instead of having BEEN UP until 7am on NYE. Laws, I think I am finally an adult.

BigD is sick in bed, so we didn’t go out last night or even party out in the garage. TheBug came over and we cooked shrimp & steak & taters. Then she went home and we texted each other back and forth while watching TLC’s Virgin Diaries and making snarky remarks.

Apparently my daughter has no life, either.

So, this the day when we all make resolutions that we have no intention of keeping or that are so ridiculous that we are setting ourselves up to fail. I’m trying NOT to do that this year.

2012 NEW YEAR’S RESOLUTIONS

Learn to use my “big girl” camera
Build my web design business
Be healthier in mind & body

I don’t want to BE a photographer, I just want to learn how to take BETTER personal photographs, instead of getting one or two shots out of fifty that I like. I have a fairly decent camera (Canon S5 IS) and I know it’s capable of taking some pretty spectacular photos right out of the box.

: Shooter

: Snow on the Rosebush

: Old Chevy

But I DON’T KNOW HOW TO DO THAT! So, I must start schooling myself.

Building the design business is just a matter of DOING it. I’ve been designing web sites for many years and I am VERY good at it. I am a slacker as far as marketing goes, though. 2012 is my year to change that.

Being healthier – uh, yeah.

Gonna work on the being healthier in my mind, I’ve given up on my body at this point, but perhaps working on becoming more calm and serene will help with the body issues.

knuckle down

This post was written on what I think was a Friday, but I know it was the 9th day in the month of December in the year of 2011.

After twenty-one years, you’d think I’d be getting over it.

I’m not. What’s more, I doubt that I ever will.

The holiday season (Christmas time, for all of you thoughtless, Christian-centric folks) season is upon us with all that entails and I LOVE that part of it. I love the decorating (well kinda). I love the cards in the mail. I love Bob Rivers – “Oh geez look at this“. And you KNOW I love the food.

Underneath it all though is that sadness. I have it over the course of the year at different times, but Christmas is the worst. Because Mama loved Christmas and because she died just five days before.

So the holidays are bittersweet for me.

This year, of course, my boy is over there in Minnesota and I don’t know if he’s coming home. Shit, I don’t even know if he’s alive – I NEVER hear from him unless I text him. Which reminds me …

Okay, he’s alive. Apparently he purchased “Boogie Nights” and thought fondly of his mother.

I am persona non gratis with my baby sister. We had quite the blow-up in June and we haven’t spoken since. The middle sister and I have always had that type of relationship, but LittleSis and I never have. It makes me sad.

I could be the bigger person and hold out the olive branch, but I’m afraid if I HAD an olive branch I’d commence to beating that “man” she’s married to about the face and shoulders with it and that would be the wrong thing to do.

Also, “The Holidays” directly precedes The New Year (we are still calling it that, right?) which means I gotta start thinking of all the things that are wrong with me and ways to fix it.

I’ll be busy til oh, right around May 1. Just in time for my 51st (!) birthday when I can start whining about being old.

Again.

icarus

This post was written on what I think was a Sunday, but I know it was the 27th day in the month of November in the year of 2011.

My Gawd, I love the Internet.

I love it for the people I’ve met and the people I’ve re-connected with and the people I STAY connected with.

I love it for replacing the yellow pages and for keeping me from having to search for my dog-eared thesaurus and for making it easy-peasy for me to find directions from here to there without having to buy a map and I love it because I never have to buy another TV guide.

I love it for the gut-busting humor and the confirmation of the myriads of useless information that I have floating around inside my addled brain and the little glimpses into others lives.

I love it for the step by step tutorials that teach me how to do something I thought I’d never be able to do and the tutorials that teach me a better or faster or cheaper way to do something I already know how to do.

I ♥ you, Internet!