I talked to the Wall Street Journal on Wednesday!

And I'm going to keep you in suspense until September!

*attempts her best Dr. Horrible evil cackle sans voice coach*

The past few weeks have been insane at work, but I'm working on a couple projects I'm really excited about. More later.....

Neil Patrick Harris as Dr. Horrible

From the Bedroom

We finally moved out of our treehouse guest bedroom and into our master bedroom downstairs! Heck, we've only owned this house just a little over two years. A generous gift from my brother allowed us to buy a king bedframe and some curtains/hardware, so the rest of the project sorta snowballed from there. We ordered a signature series mattress from Sealy, and I went shopping to decorate. Our main colors are a warm chocolate brown and sage green, with accents of black and various other shades of green. I'm currently putting together the art for the walls, focused on securing several matted and framed Gil Elvgren prints.

I've also had a lot of time to cook lately. It's amazing what one can accomplish when one no longer has classes! Thai chili scallops with fusilli in a peppered cream sauce and spicy shrimp and grits with Wisconsin sharp cheddar have been just two of the dishes I've made recently. Cooking is my new creative channel, and I've also picked up my pen again. It's been far too long since I've written for release.

Again, I <3 the Dutch!

So....if you ask for a paper application for the 2009 Executive MBA program at the Rotterdam School of Management, be prepared to be greeted by yours truly! RSM used a headshot of mine that was taken while I was in class in the Netherlands as the front cover of their new brochure. I'm totally flattered by this honor. Not only is RSM a phenomenal business school, they must also believe I look Dutch! Heck, it's only a two-hour plane ride to Lithuania from there....close enough! :-)

Thank you, Dianne and Chantal!

You can find a copy of the brochure at the bottom right-hand corner here: http://www.rsm.nl/home/mba/emba

I received four copies in the mail today as a thank you. I'm convinced all these signs lately are trying to tell me I should move to Europe.

A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Grocery Store

You can't make this kind of stuff up--true story! Yesterday I went to the pet store to pick up two cases of dog food cans, a stuffed toy with all sorts of squeakers in it, and some doggy treats. You would think that carrying that sort of load in your arms while walking in heels in 100-degree heat in light wool pants would have been punishment enough. Well, dear readers, this is where the plot starts to thicken. I set everything down in my trunk, then proceeded to walk to the grocery store next door to pick up a few items. While inside, I caught a couple of glances and what seemed like suppressed grins. Instinctively (and discreetly) I checked to make sure my fly was zipped and that I didn't have a hole in my pants. Nothing. I went through the self-checkout, drove back to work, stepped into the elevator, pressed "4", and watched the doors close in front of me. There in the polished steel and mirrors of the inside of the elevator something caught my eye. I was wearing a bright blue shirt, and on the bottom of my left breast a bright pink spot was screaming for attention. A sticker had migrated from the squeaky plush animal I had carried in my arms to its new home on my breast. Yes, it was bright pink, and in large letters read "Squeeze Me." Horrified (yet LMAO), I tore it off before the elevator doors had a chance to open in front of my co-workers on the 4th floor.

Hey, it could have been worse. Somebody could have actually followed directions!