My blog is going to be on pause for the rest of 2008.
I’m back from Christmas in Virginia, but tomorrow we’re turning around and heading out again. This time, the destination’s a touch more exotic.
We’re off to Spain.
Feel free to converse amongst yourselves in my absence. I’ll be cavorting abroad sans Internet.
Have a safe and happy New Year’s Eve, and may 2009 bring us peace, prosperity, and quality, affordable health care for all.
In the interest of giving myself a little time off for decent behavior, I’m going to attempt not to check in online for the next few days. Of course, if something huge happens that warrants info or insight, I’ll be tempted to make an appearance. But otherwise, expect radio silence round these parts until about Sunday morning.
Have a fabulous holiday.
p.s. If you haven’t seen them yet, be sure to check out Chez’ rejected Christmas card photos of his adorable new daughter Inara. I’m hoping he’ll post the winner eventually, but until he does, the castoffs are just as precious.
My mom just forwarded me this:
Costco’s now offering negotiated rates on health insurance for businesses in four states. I don’t know much more than what’s on the website, but if it turns out to be lousy coverage and something goes horribly wrong, remember Costco also sells caskets.
Least Self-Aware Human On The Planet:
Palin’s biggest campaign regret: Not enough media interviews
This is the woman who couldn’t string two coherent sentences together, refused press conferences, and bashed the media at every turn.
So much for the Christmas spirit. We attempted to brave the mall on Saturday, but it was just as horrific as we suspected it might be, and we ended up zipping off in search of less crowded pastures.
However, during our short time in retail hell, we did manage to witness some serious parking lot tension between drivers and a woman on the verge of meltdown because the parking ticket machine ate her ticket AND her credit card.
The Container Store – of all places – managed to lighten our mood when John got talked into a spontaneous bow-making lesson. He was a very good sport, and although his bow looked a little rough, he does get bonus points for making the crafty woman in charge feel like a rock star.
In fact, I think she liked him so much that she was a little disappointed to see me pop up.
Anyway, I still have more consumerism to exercise so the blog may lack a little for content in the coming hours. I’ll try to check back in again tonight.
Happy Hanukkah and Merry Purchasing.
Via Chez, here’s the scoop:
Wasilla resident Sherry L. Johnston, mother of Bristol Palin’s boyfriend, faces a Jan. 6 court date for an oxycontin-related arrest at her home by Alaska State Troopers.
Little additional information was available Friday on the case as authorities remained unusually tight-lipped about details. But Palmer court records listed Johnston’s scheduled court date and a troopers spokeswoman said in a release late Friday afternoon that the charges “are in relation to the drug oxycontin.”
Morning! Technically, I’m on vacation, but in reality, as long as I’m reachable by cell and email…not so much.
As for the usual business, the poem of the week has just been updated, and don’t forget to read John’s column on Sunday here. Last week’s generated a lot of response.
Happy pre-holiday shopping. May you emerge from the mall unscathed.
Levi Johnston’s mother hit with drug charges:
A 42-year-old Wasilla woman was arrested Thursday at her home by Alaska State Troopers with a search warrant in an undercover drug investigation. Sherry L. Johnston was charged with six felony counts of misconduct involving a controlled substance.
Johnston is the mother of Levi Johnston, the Wasilla 18-year-old who received international attention in September when Gov. Sarah Palin and her husband, Todd, announced their teenage daughter was pregnant and he was the father. Bristol Palin, 18, is due on Saturday, according to a recent interview with the governor’s father, Chuck Heath.
Troopers served the warrant at Johnston’s home at the “conclusion of an undercover narcotics investigation,” said a statement issued Thursday by the troopers as part of the normal daily summary of activity around the state.
Troopers charged Johnston with second-degree misconduct involving a controlled substance — generally manufacturing or delivering drugs — as well as fourth-degree misconduct involving controlled substances, or possession.
Troopers released no other information, including the kind or amount of drugs, because details could jeopardize an ongoing investigation, spokeswoman Megan Peters said.
Asked how long the investigation had proceeded before Johnston’s arrest, Peters would only say “a while.”
Hey Sarah, still up for playing the association game?
Turns out all the extra cops coming to DC for inauguration won’t be hanging around for the afterparty. Washington Times:
The roughly 4,000 police officers coming to the District to help with an expected Inauguration Day crowd of more than 1 million are punching out when the official events are over – leaving the Metropolitan Police Department in charge of monitoring visitors partying until the extended 4 a.m. last call.
I wish I had more faith in DC police, but I don’t. I’ve heard and read too many stories too.
Related: Officially Old (12/15)
I’m officially an Internet shopping failure.
I don’t like to buy clothes (or shoes or jewelry or anything else wearable, actually), and I despise the mall. So you’d think the online routine would be right up my alley. But nope. I totally suck at it.
I can’t guesstimate size, and I’m a horrible judge of texture, fabric, and fit.
I don’t know the rule on how many times you’re allowed to order and return before the online shopping g-ds revoke your e-tail privileges, but I am pretty sure I’ve reached and surpassed the threshold.
And it would be utterly depressing, really, if my lack of “anything to wear” weren’t actually becoming an excellent excuse to just live in jeans.