Dash of Diva gets a makeover!

Yep, it's time. It really is. The daily dash was neither daily nor dashing anymore, so I decided to put her under the digital knife and up came what you see before you now. I hope you like it!

A little easier font to read (I hope), nice concise links to other blogs and followers, and a kick ass graphic at the top that the saver in me fell in love with - what more could you want?

I hope you like it just as much as I do. Or, well, even just a little bit. Liking it a little bit would suit me just fine.

I miss shopping - I really do - so I can now live vicariously through the sassiness of the exceedingly svelte diva in the upper right hand corner. Note her multiple pink bags, and the fact that they all say sale or 50/70/80% off. That's my kinda gal.

And her purse is kinda cute too.

So there you go. A new look for the daily dash. Me likey.

As always, if you'd like your blog added to my list, feel free to leave a comment with the addy or send me an email at jshtoronto@yahoo.ca.

Toodles!

And that's your new and improved daily dash. How's your diva doin'?

The gems of summer television

So here we are, smack dab in the middle of summer. These are the (supposed) days of sunshine, picnics, holidays, running in sprinklers, lemonade...and crap television. Because you're supposed to be on holidays, running in sprinklers and picnicking while drinking lemonade during the summer. Not stuck inside watching television.

But alas - this summer, the weather is what's crap and the television is actually not that bad. I thank two things - HBO and Big Brother.

First, I love Big Brother. Yep, I do. I'll admit it. Yet another one of my guilty pleasures. I love rooting for the underdogs and am always fascinated at how fickle I can be from week to week, my allegiances shifting from person to person faster than I ever would have thought possible. I try not to read the spoiler sites, but sometimes I can't help it.

And I find myself yelling at the television more than once a week.

Now THAT'S good tv.

Then there's HBO. Thanks to this brilliant network, I have not one, not two, but three incredible shows to enjoy each week. Top of the list would have to be True Blood. Sundays at 9 have never been the same.

We got hooked a bit slower than normal. After seeing something about the show somewhere online, I looked it up and Hubs and I were instantly addicted. And for Hubs, that's a huge flippin deal, 'cause that guy pretty much hates tv. But True Blood - that shit is golden for us both.

I love the whole vampire thing, the southern gentleman thing, the intrigue, the different characters, and the Eric. Har. He's just every kind of fine.

Then there's Nurse Jackie. Edie Falco as a drug addicted nurse having an affair while her hubby waits for her at home. Great characters, snappy dialogue, and some laugh out loud moments. Another reason to look forward to Monday nights.

And finally, there's Hung. How could you not love a show like this? Gotta dig the role reversals - female pimp and male ho - and all the family dynamics. You never know where it's going to go from one episode to the other. And through it all, you're just sitting there, kinda waiting for him to get caught. We shall see!

So if you have HBO or TMN On Demand, I highly recommend checking out these three shows. True Blood is in season two, but Hung and Nurse Jackie (which I think is actually a Showtime show, not HBO now that I think about it) are new this year so it doesn't take long to catch up.

Happy summer tv watching! Hope you're loving these shows as much as I am!!

And that's your daily dash. How's your diva doin'?

PS - as I mentioned in my last post, I've started a parallel blog for my IVF journey. If you're interested, here's the link. http://seedsininfertilesoil.blogspot.com

22 days

The countdown is on, my friends.

Well, truth be told it's been on for well longer than 22 days. But since I'm finally getting around to posting again, you're getting as true a snapshot as I can give you.

22 days until we start the drugs again for our next IVF cycle. And only 23 days until I turn 36.

Just over three weeks and I'll be up to my knees in ultrasound techs - literally. The whole thing will begin anew, and I'll do my best to remain hopeful that this, our third attempt at IVF, will finally be the one that works.

I'm hopeful.

And I'm scared to death.

I'm going to start a separate blog to capture all the details of the IVF process. I'll still do my best to post here as well, but I'll try to keep the infertility crap, all the minutia of this shot and that shot, in a separate space. Once my brain has settled upon a snappy title, I'll share with those that want a glimpse of the eerily technical world that is, fingers crossed, conceiving a child when nature won't do it for you.

So for these next 22 days, I'm doing my best to keep busy, enjoy the summer (our weekends are packed full of outings and bbqs and all that fun stuff) and I'm definitely partaking in the wonders of alcohol and caffeine for as long as I'm able.

If only the weather would cooperate!

I'll do my best to come back a bit later and get back to the diva posts you've come to expect - now, with 78% less infertility musing!

Hope you're all well and enjoying what life has to offer. Happy almost August!

And that's your daily dash. How's your diva doin'?