Listen, y’all. I DO NOT know where the days go. One day it’s Friday and the next day it is Monday and I haven’t done what I’m supposed to do. I promise it will get better.

56% of you are very self-reflective in answering that you very well might be a snob.  Which, to be honest, means you probably are.  Not that I love you any less, of course.  21% vehemently deny the accusation, while 8% answer with an overhwhelming affirmative.  The rest of you refused to answer of the grounds of self-incrimination, and that also means that you are a snob, without question.

I would say that I am for some things, and not for others, if that makes any sense.  There are things that many people care about very deeply that I couldn’t give two figs about, and there are things that I think are important that nobody thinks of twice.  So I guess that means yes.

A school in Pennsylvania recently banned Uggs during school hours.  Not because of their blinding ugliness, but because they were being used to store contraband such as cell phones.

You know, I feel like we are friends.  I’ve been writing on Teeny Manolo for quite a long time now, and I know all you regular commenters as if you were my real life coffee-klatsch.  Well, I don’t drink coffee, so how about tea-klatsch, if there is indeed such a thing.

So please, allow me, for just a second, to complain. And perhaps you will get a better understanding of why my posting has been all over the map lately, for which I sincerely apologize.

1) In less than two weeks, I will undergo a partial thyroidectomy to remove one half of my thyroid gland in order for them to biopsy a suspicious growth.  If it comes back cancerous, I’m to return in less than a week from the original surgery date and have the other half removed, then undergo some radiation.

2) Recent economic developments in the state of California have led to a salary and benefits decrease (in the space of about a month and a half) for my husband, which in turn leads us to not being able to afford to stay in our current place and still have any money left over.  Not destitute, but quite a bit less coming in.

3) Thus, we are moving in next door to my parents, into a house they own and have owned for years.

4) However, the house is in a state of complete disrepair and needs to have lots of remodeling done, thus leading to me being in charge of a $50,000+ renovation project.  Which is fine, just a lot of work and research.

5) Have I mentioned my daughter doesn’t believe in sleeping at night?

Combine all of that and you have one tired, stressed, and worn out Glinda.   Don’t get me wrong, I am blessed in so many ways that I have a hard time being upset about any of it, it’s just a lot on my plate at one time.

/complaining.

The county where I currently live, and have for the past ten years, is known for being rich and snobby.  I am neither.  But tell me…

PS The general consensus on the monster stickers was that they were cute!

As I mentioned over on Manolo Beauty, my life has taken some surprising turns in the past few weeks, thus leading to not a whole lot of posting.

I apologize.

I will do my durndest to keep up with the pace I’ve been churning out now for going on five years.  You’d think I’d have it down to a science by now.

I spotted these courtesy of Boing Boing:

Never mind me over here being a bit MIA, just a bunch of things happening in a very short amount of time make for a very distracted Glinda.

47% of you saw 2011 come and go with nary a glance behind you, while it was a banner year for 21%. 21% also felt it was one of the worst. Years. Ever.

I thought towards the end of 2011 it was starting to get bad, but I think that 2012 is so far shaping up to be much worse, at least for me personally.

Sunday night we went out to eat at a restaurant where they serve a complimentary toddler plate. It came with a banana, some oranges, and some cheerios in a small stainless steel cup, the same kind they used to serve ketchup and likeminded condiments. Well, my daughter became obsessed with that cup, and anything we put in it, she would eat.

So, after not much deliberating, I stole it. Sue me. Because if I can recreate that magic even half the time, my life is ten times easier.

Is it really 2012 already?  Where did the time go?  One second it was a few days before Christmas, and all of a sudden I’m on the flip side of the New Year.  It’s been a rough couple of weeks, you have no idea.  But, onward I must go!   We must move forward, not backward, upward not forward, and always twirling, twirling, twirling towards freedom!*

Our last poll addressed how you were handling the holidays, and an impressive 33% of you were in Martha Stewart mode.  However, that was eclipsed by the 38% who just didn’t care anymore. 23% were in deep breathing mode, and an unlucky 4% were in a full-on panic.  I think I sort of fell in the 38%.  Heh, my kids don’t need holiday memories!

Today I need to know how you feel about 2011.

*Brownie points for the source of that quote!

Thanksgiving seems like such a long time ago, does it not?

It seems that almost all of you are in it for the stuffing, with 48% of the vote.  Dessert and alcohol tied at 14% (imagine that) and turkey came in with 11%.  Which is suprising because I don’t know all that many people who are crazy about turkey.  NOBODY voted for sweet potatoes, which boggles the mind. Your house must not feature the ones my sister makes.

Today I wish to ask your opinion of this rather highly rated shirt from a popular tween store called Justice.  I want to warn you that it is made of polyester.

50% of you subscribe to discount service sites like Groupon or Living Social. 16% say no way, 27% just stick to local coupons, and 5% have never heard of Groupon and its ilk. I have to say that I enjoy sites like Groupon, because I think I really do get some great deals, better than what’s in the paper. The key is buying something because you WANT it and will use it, not because it’s “just too good to pass up.”

This weekend saw a lot of cleaning happening here, as well as spending our entire day today waiting for an AT&T technician to figure out why our connection is so damn slow. We were told that he would arrive between 8am and 4pm. Which, let me tell you right now, is a ludicrously large window. Yeah, like I want to wait ALL DAY for this person, who will probably show up at 3:55. Alas, we waited in vain, for he never showed up and never called. Glinda and Mr. Glinda are NOT PLEASED, AT&T.

All right, 60% of you thought changing the date of Halloween was a dumb idea.  But hey, those of us who don’t live in lovely little towns that are small enough to be able to dictate when the citizens should trick or treat might disagree with you.   “Those of us” meaning me.  Well, 25% of us, anyway.  14% didn’t think it would make a difference, and boy did you guys squander your vote.  Of course it makes a difference!  These are important issues we are discussing here!

Humpfh.

Today, I want to know how you hunt for deals.