No More Rack

Have you heard of NoMoreRack?  At first my odd ticking brain thought that it was a Breast Cancer Awareness site.  Something along the lines of "save the tatas."  Needless to say, I was hesitant to even look at this website, because I was nervous to see what it entailed, and what I would commit my brain and emotions to.  (Not much has changed, I'm still an emotional basket case).  Then my friend told me that she'd heard of nomorerack and had a $10 credit there for really cheap, nice jeans.  And once again, retail therapy prevails.  I went to the website and actually had to pick my jaw up off of the floor.  It's like a GLORIFIED Groupon site.  (apparently there IS something better than Groupon).  It's made up of awesome things (THINGS!  We all love things!) everyday at super super discounted prices.  I heart.  I die.  I'm staying up until midnight tonight to see the new deals.  iphone 4s for $60?  mhmm.  A Canon Rebel for $60?  yes.  (Mr. Incredible, take notes.)

I've had a hard time trying to find the nomorerack reviews, but you know my love affair with Martha.  And say no more, it's been featured on Martha's show, The View, USA Today, House Beautiful.  You must be joking me.  But no.  I'm sold.  And the sucker I am, I signed up.  And I'll update you tomorrow about how this sucker will be holding up tomorrow after staying up late finding deals on the computer.  I don't need drugs, I've got deals to get high on.

The one review I did read about was the nomorerack scam.  (Remember my Derrick blog flop?)  It got me nervous.  I knew it was too good to be true!  But apparently the site was hacked into or something, but it's all taken care of now.  It's as secure as any other online shopping (and cheaper, cheaper, cheaper!)  I'm really excited.  See you later when I'm decked out in Gucci and mac accessories.

That was a Hell of a Hump

Wowzers those last few posts (apart from the Koreans) left this blog in ill standing.  Well to me, anyway.  I really have no interest in reading the last few posts.  Actually I never have any interest in reading any of the previous posts.  They make my blush and feel nauseous.  Don't know why I'm the author of a blog.

I'm on the up and up, finally.  I've overcome my quick bout of Depersonalization Disorder (thank you Kim Iverson and Casey Anthony for putting a name to my mind/body disconnect.)  I can once again formulate thoughts, articulate feelings, and listen to people without feeling like I'm in an underwater dream.

And then come apologies.  Please excuse me, friends and family for the repeated questions, nonsensical answers, and overall DPD.  I'm sorry to my faithful readers for nary an update, and I apologize to myself for losing about 20 followers and all my readers along the way.

So let's get back to the good ol' days.  Nothing says I'm back to my old self like a few obscure linkups (trying to open my own Etsy shop, here.  Gotta use benefactors where I can find them.)

We're getting a new roof soon, with the lowest estimate at $10,000.  Ten thousand dollars.  ching chong rashem.  Homesecurity greatfalls can be a b$&%^.  But since there always is that silver lining, we can think, ha!  maybe we'll get cable!  www.localtv-satellite.com  If they'll be on the roof anyway we might as well get some sort of entertainment out of it.  (doubt it.  I'd rather shop with the extra $90 a month.)

Other than that, I don't know what to update you with.  But let me leave you with this, my fellow blog people.  I'm gaining weight and for once in my life I don't care.  Dare I say, I'm embracing it.  We'll talk more about that later.  But for now, I have freshly baked cookies awaiting me.