Who, me?

The dreaded CrackFacebook had an ad today that said “Who do you think you are?” It got me thinking deep thoughts about who I was. When I don’t know something, I go straight to Google. So I googled me to see who I was…

I am a writer … I am a doctor … and I own a dressage store.

Okay, so none of those are really me… I just married into that name.

I don’t think any one on this Earth knows the real me. My husband knows me the best, but insists I hate ham (even though I don’t) so his knowledge of me is a bit incomplete.

Do I even know the real me? I don’t think so.

About 6 years and some months ago, I went to the hospital to have a baby. I was tough and could handle pain. My threshold was high, I tell you! I didn’t need those stinking drugs that the wussies use. At one centimeter, I begged, no BEGGED, Dr. A for drugs and almost killed my husband for merely suggesting I breathe. Guess I didn’t know me.

Most of my young adult like I could be found making definitive statements like these:

I am moving out of this state!
(Didn’t)

When I am having children, I am never ever going to do / say / let them have that (insert whatever here)!
(Oh, and did I ever!)

I would never do that (insert whatever here)!
(Yep, did that too.)

I will NEVER listen to country music!
(Tim McGraw – need I say more? Siggghhhhh….)

So, it seems that everyone around us knows pieces of us and we ourselves know pieces of us. But until we are faced with it, whatever it may be, can we be 100% sure. I now know I can’t. So how well do I know myself? I don’t have an answer. But, I will pray that the good Lord give me guidance and wisdom when faced with "it".

Now, because I do know that I am curious and completely nosy, have you googled yourself? Who are you?

A.W.O.L.

It is March. It is National Crafting Month! So you have been crafting, eh Laurie? Is that why you haven't blogged in a gazillion years? That must be it, right?

Um...

No.

Instead, I have been spending all my time with my new BFF ...



MY NOOK!!

We recently celebrated our 10th anniversary of wedded bliss (bliss, I tell ya, BLISS, dang it...). I gifted my husband with an overnight at his favorite playground (Foxwoods Casino) and he gifted me with the Nook.

Indeed, it was risky, since I wasn't sure I would love it. But anyone who owned one would not let me use theirs for long periods of time, so I took the plunge, the leap and I am enamored.

I chose the Nook because if your library has the service, you can "borrow" ebooks from them. Otherwise, I think the Kindle and the Nook are comparative. The Kindle has been around longer and seems more sleek and they have stomped on all the bugs, but I have had no issues with my Nook. The Nook does have what is called LendMe, where you can lend your ebooks to other Nook users. But the fine print is that you can lend a book one time and one time only for fourteen days. Kinda hokey, but I understand why they did it.

So, while I should be crafting crafting crafting, I have been reading reading reading. It's all Nooky love here!!