It appears that Apple CEO Steve Jobs has been documenting his thoughts and observations in a “secret” blog: The Secret Diary of Steve Jobs, Aged 51 1/2.

A funny, funny Apple-inspired TV ad from YouTube.

Thanks to my dear friend Holly I have discovered the loveliness of Francesca’s Collections.

In the past two days, I purchased a chic silver wallet (inspired by the one Molly purchased at Urban Outfitters) and an oh-so-adorable tangerine cotton dress from the Omaha store.

I want to tweak the Cartoon Wendy you see each time you visit my blog. However, I don’t recall the Web site where I created this little gem.

Anyone out there in LiveJournal Land know the URL?

I’m a bad friend.

Mark, my Cox Communications cohort, invited me to attend his softball game last night. A number of Cox employees play on the team and I thought the outing would be a fun one.

Then 5 p.m. rolled around, and the only thing on my mind was getting a pedicure.

As my feet and toes were getting pampered by a young man named Ny, my work cell phone rang and recorded a voicemail from Mark, reminding me of his pending softball game.

I was comatose with relaxation when he called and didn’t listen to his voicemail until nearly two hours later.

Good news, though. Team Cox In Demand picked up its first win last night, 4-1.

Way to go, guys!

A nasty thunderstorm blew through this morning around 4:30.

A particularly loud clap of thunder shook my walls so violently that the Rising Star Alumni Achievement Award hanging on my office wall came crashing to the ground, with broken glass everywhere.

I received the award in April from my alma mater, the School of Communication at the University of Nebraska at Omaha.

I’m doing my best to remain optimistic and not believe this occurrence is a sign of things to come; that my once-rising star has now fallen to the ground.

There are days when I wish I could remain seated at my Macintosh, clad in my PJs, and simply blog the hours away.

Today is one of those days.

I come across so many topics and events throughout my day that would make for ideal blog posts, but time gets away from me all too easily.

Some of those topics include:

(1) Experiencing a wedding and a funeral — although not on the same day — at weekly adoration.
(2) How a stiff cocktail can make family meals tolerable.
(3) The beauty found in gold heeled sandals.
(4) My dear friend, Molly.
(5) My addiction to manicures and pedicures.

Michael Kors, how your emails make me smile!

I have fallen in love with C.O. Bigelow’s Lemon Sugar Body Scrub, sold at Bath and Body Works.

It smells great (hello, lemon) and works wonders on my (all-too-much) sun-kissed skin.

And glow? Let’s talk about the glow I get from a few handfuls of this stuff.

{Lovely, lovely indeed.}

Question: How does one begin to (1) fathom how it’s possible for a Midwestern city to reach 105 degrees; (2) function in weather such as this; and (3) dress in weather such as this?

Like the voice says in the Tootsie Pop commercial from long ago: “The world may never know.”

Oy.