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The site is going to be moving - or rather re-directing to a new domain. Sure, I'm still Alyssa Boehm but the blog has taken on life of its own. So I think it deserves a separate home. So the new site is www.thebigredblog.com.

Looks pretty similar. Act surprised!

I'm also kicking off the Decemberstravaganza fund raiser at Donors Choose in lieu of some holiday gift giving (ahem, Cuddles).I'm trying to raise a modest $200.

Nothing says Happy Holidays like helping kids learn to read. Doesn't that warm your heart, Internets?

I'll be back - posting fresh content over at The Big Red Blog - this weekend!

Gone fishin'

Actually, I'm swamped at the office and will have to do a bit of business travel. So posting will probably be a little light. So please accept my apologies, loyal readers.

I should be back and posting by the weekend and podcasting as usual on Sunday. Have you heard my podcast? It's somewhere between amateurish and totally awesome.

Eleven-year-olds agree, I'm not cool

I called my father last night, well - I tried to. The call was intercepted by my niece, Blondie, since she was hanging out with Grandma and Grandpa. We chatted for a few minutes, I made a joke and Blondie promptly announced that I'm weird.

"But I'm you're cool aunt!" I insisted.
"You're weird," she replied with a giggle.
"You know, you're hardly the first member of the family to tell me I'm weird," I sighed.

We talked about Science class (it's good), the death of recess (it's coming) and what kind of projects she'll be working on in the future. Sounds like she's going to have to build a roller coaster. That's the kind of science I can get behind.

Blog Filler: My nightmares… revealed!

So last night I had this very specific nightmare. And really – this is so revealing about me as a very shallow person I can hardly stand to share it. I probably wouldn’t except that I’m a little light on blog content today.

Ahem.

I dreamed that I had an appointment to get my hair “done” (which is a lengthy 2+ hour process that involves dye, razors, scissors, product and trashy magazines – and occasionally panicky calls from my husband). In my dream I also had a Very Important Meeting with someone named Nick.

The meeting was in conflict with my hair appointment – which I realized as I sat down in the stylist’s chair. I looked at my hand and saw a little piece of paper with Nick’s name and a time on it. I looked at the clock and realized I had to motor – ditching my appointment.

In the dream I was deeply disturbed that I had to reschedule because it would be at least two weeks before I could get into the salon again.

And then I woke up.

This is the kind of stuff that haunts me. Plus I have on idea who Nick is.

Filler: Attempt number 149

Deeps is hard to rattle when it comes to…. Just about anything. But that doesn’t stop me from trying.

Me: What’s going on with your hair?
Deeps: What?
Me: Your hair looks different.
Deeps: Hmm.
Me: Yeah, like… like anchorman hair. But I like it.
Deeps: Oh I used your shampoo.
Me: The red stuff or the volumizer?
Deeps: I guess the volumizer since my hair isn’t red.
Me: And the bathroom doesn’t look like you’ve hacked up a body.
Deeps: Is that from the shampoo?
Me: Wow. I had no idea that volumizer actually works.
Deeps: I guess it does.
Me: I think I have too much hair for it to work.
Deeps: And I have just enough.