In my continued quest for life to be peaceful, easy & comfortable, it’s time to kick up the Pixie Dust & ask for some help. So here I am at the butt crack o’ dawn, awake, at the computer & drafting my divine order form for that which I desire (& therefore require) at this juncture. Thanks to some great GoDaddy customer service, I’ve got an email address (jennifer@urbanpixie.com) to accompany my blog but now must build the house to become my more permanent home, www.urbanpixie.com.
We used to play this game in the car on our 17 hour treks across America’s roads, returning to our Iowa roots. Passing the time it took to get through wide, less-than completely wonderful, seemingly-endless Ohio, it’s what kids did before the DVD magically appeared in the car ceiling. That & fight over the back-seat’s prime real estate in the Chevy Citation. Let’s see if it still works…
I’m thinking of a person:
- A talented, affordable, accountable, responsible, responsive “fucking artiste” to design my website, a little birdhouse in society’s soul if you will
- This person will get me, my vision & the point that trouble-shooting hurts my blogging brain. He/she shall sweep in to take it all away, leaving me to do that which I love, this
- This person will believe in the beauty & possibility inherent in the Universe & give good, unlimited & unlimiting advice
- Maybe it’s more appropriate of me to manifest a team of two because 6 tits are indeed better than 4? This time, it seems right to go in grace & see what shows up
- & Dad, just because it’s kinda your game anyway, maybe they could come by next Tuesday too?
I’m a powerful creator who must get her ass in the shower & off to the train now. Happy return to the work week!
Case in point: it’s really 6:02 a.m. but it appears my post went up at 10:02. I did manage to locate & adjust the UTC feature but it still seems to stay the same? Anyway, I haven’t got time for the pain in the patooti!
Email me: jennifer@urbanpixie.com
