I’m sick; I either have ebola or tuberculosis. Or maybe it’s just a head cold. Either way, I feel like crap and I really just want to crawl back into bed. Instead, I think I’m going to go shop for a sofa. Because maybe furniture shopping is easier when your head feels like it’s full of cotton wool.
Speaking of cotton wool, a post I wrote for ParentDish about Zahara Jolie-Pitt’s couture handbag has gotten over 120,000 hits today. Which is even more remarkable when I tell you that I probably spent less than ten minutes on the whole post, and most of that was trying to get the damn picture properly sized. When I told Chris about this, she said, “Don’t people have anything better to do?” I assume she meant the hundred thousand people reading the post and leaving smart comments like “WHO CARES?!?” over and over again, not me. Although I do have to admit that I ALSO read an article about what the tooth fairy brings Maddox (fifty dollars per tooth). But I drew the line at writing about that, because I have my limit. Also because I have a head full of cotton wool.
That’s pretty much it here, which explains why THIS site doesn’t get 120,000 hits a day. Coming tomorrow: a Very Smart Book Review of The Splendor Of Silence, by Indu Sundaresan. I’ll bet 120,000 people are DYING to read that.
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By chris on 09.26.07 3:36 pm | Permalink
Maybe a glass (or three) of wine will help your head cold.
By Leigh on 09.26.07 4:31 pm | Permalink
Vino cures all ails, I promise.
I hope you feel better. Just think, in five more days you can shop like mad.
By Barbetti on 09.26.07 6:37 pm | Permalink
120,000 hits? good god.
Tertia linked to me once and I had so many hits in one day I thought statcounter was having fun at my expense.
By Kara @ Fear and Loathing in Stepford on 09.26.07 7:04 pm | Permalink
Tequila! Shelia!
By Mark on 09.26.07 7:42 pm | Permalink
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By Friday Playdate » it’s going to get worse before I get better on 09.26.07 9:13 pm | Permalink
I thought the bag was cute. I wonder if I could get that tooth fairy to visit my house and gives us a loan on teeth that have fallen out, yet, but should anyday, now.
By Wendy on 09.27.07 8:57 am | Permalink
I don’t know about the bag. I don’t even care about the bag.
I’m too busy being nauseated that Maddox gets fifty bucks per tooth.
If I HAD their kind of money I wouldn’t give my kid fifty bucks per tooth.
I feel unwell…
By karyn on 09.30.07 8:20 am | Permalink
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