I’m cheating, this is actually a tea cup. I hunted for it an an antique shop in Denver. I was looking for one with blue roses, but found this delicate little cup instead. I’m still hunting for the blue one. Ahh well.
Things I’m not looking forward to this week:
– more pollen
– see my pollen problem?
Things I am looking forward to:
– working with a new client
– cadbury caramello ice cream
I recently read an article in a Better Home & Gardens Special Interest magazine(Secrets of Getting Organized) . It was about how to deal with office clutter of the paper variety. The author had a great list of rules for handling the issue. The more I thought about it, the more I thought it would translate well to handling your email inbox. It even sort of matched how I already handle client email accounts.
– delete junk and trash immediately.
– forward emails that you don’t handle on to appropriate parties immediately.
– respond to things that you do need to answer promptly and move into appropriate folders.
– file emails on events or articles that you want to save but don’t require a response.
– create an auto-filter that moves newsletters into a newsletter folder.
I have a problem. It’s a ‘mug life’ for me.
My collection of random mugs grows every year by at least one. There are a few however that my hubby is not allowed to use. You see a photo of them to the right. =)
In other news, things I am not looking forward to:
Spring and the impending allergy attacks of doom.
Oh, and here, have a cute Chihuahua attack.
The word today was Yummy.
I own a rather extensive cookbook collection. Though I have a new rule where I try not to bring in more unless I’ve sold, given away or donated a couple. I just don’t have enough space for them. These are three of my favorites.
French Farmhouse Cookbook (One of the most amazing lamb dishes that I’ve ever had is in this cook book.)
Twelve Months of Monastery Salads (Who knew monks made such great salads?)
Mastering the Art of French Cooking (The great, the classic, everyone who loves to cook should own this, and try the chocolate cake.)
In the past week, I’ve had several author friends ask me how they find out who likes their pages. I figured that they couldn’t be the only ones that wondered so here’s how I found the likes on my business page.
If you have an author page and want to see who likes you:
– on your Admin Panel, select edit page and go down to use Facebook as your page.
– then at the top of the screen on the blue bar, you should see an icon with two people.
– right click on it, and then again on ‘see all’.
– a pop-up should come up that shows you all of the people who like your page.
The key point is that you have to be using facebook as the page itself, not as your regular FB. To change back to ‘yourself from the page’ just go back to ‘edit page’ and selected use Facebook as ‘you.’
The only bookish place in my house is my bookshelf which is packed to the point of being double stacked. My hubby and I both work from home so space is limited. It makes getting the books on the back rows complicated, and sometimes they all come tumbling down lol.
A nineteen year old should never be placed in charge of other nineteen year olds on the late shift at a fast food restaurant.
When I was nineteen, I was the shift manager at a Taco Bell. In the eight months that I worked there before moving to the Caribbean, I had a number of interesting adventures that were mostly not my fault.
There was the epic food fight with caulking guns filled with guacamole and sour cream. I can honestly attest to the fact that sour cream is not as powerful a weapon as guacamole is. It is also really stinky the next morning if you fall asleep before rinsing it out of your hair. Just saying. For future reference, if that is ever a problem that you run into.
Ok, I admit, that was completely, partially my fault.
It’s only the second funniest thing to happen to me. The most amusing thing that happened while I worked there was the time a truck driver tried to back his 18-wheeler up to the drive-thru window. See by law and for security purposes, most fast food places are not allowed to help people who walk up to a drive-thru window.
It was late at night and the lobby part of the restaurant had already closed. The truck driver was angry that we wouldn’t serve him when he walked up to the window so he tried to reverse up to it but got stuck. Which was bad.
It was compounded by a convertible full of teenage boys who decide to prank us at the exact same time. They pulled up to the speaker and ordered a hundred tacos, then laughing at us, they raced around the corner and right into the back of the truck. I’m not certain why the 911 operator had trouble believing my story when I called them.
Truth is indeed stranger than fiction
Want to tell me a story?