January 2011
33 posts
Celebrating New Year's CST time!
Hubby working till 12:30, so instead of being sad about having lonely lips at midnight, we will crack open the champagne at 12:00 CST (1:00 EST)!
December 2010
13 posts
Yes, I managed to dump my salad into my keyboard at working and while trying to clean that up, dumped the rest of my salad all over the floor. I now have cheese wedged into my keyboard and the whole place smells of salad dressing. I knew I should have gone to the grill line!
“You have chocolate all over your butt.”
– Per my co-worker, after I marched my chocolate covered ass around the building.
My manager was in the next cube over from me and I didn’t know it. I guess I let out a big groan (people really annoy me in the business) and she’s been teasing me about it ever since.
I recently got Dylan’s Progress Report for school and one of the comments was “Often distracts the group by making loud sounds.”
I guess the apple doesn’t fall far from the...
Goodness. Today I played the part of a boiler technician, plumber, and nurse. Oh, and not to mention my real job. Hubby had to have oral surgery, so I worked from home to cover “daycare” for the 2 hours he was suppose to be gone.
During that time:
My laptop power cord dies with 12 minutes warning. I can’t just wait for hubby to come home, so stalk people at their desks...
My manager had a hoarder intervention with me. I’ll admit, my desk at work is has a lot going on, but I didn’t consider myself a hoarder until she pointed out the following:
Card from 2 birthdays ago, that makes me laugh whenever I look at it. She said if the person wasn’t dead, it had to go.
My collection of stress balls, stupid company logo’d stuffed animals, slinkies,...
My Poor Dog
I have the best dog. He is so patient with the kids and really couldn’t ask for a better dog (well, he still tries to molest people when they first walk in the door, but certain people encourage that behavior despite my best efforts, so I can’t blame him for that).
We stopped buying him stuffed toys for 2 reasons. We didn’t want him to get confused with the kid’s toys...
This morning in the cafe at work, I for some reason, noticed this guy. He was behind me in the coffee line. Could have been his crazy shirt or ranting on how he pulled over doing 84 mph at 4:00 in the morning because he was out at a party or something, but was probably just the most interesting thing happening at 7:45 am. I kept thinking to myself, “What an knuckle-head.”
11:30...
My group trainer was soliciting for testimonials from his clients today. My gut says “He is the best gorilla juice head trainer I’ve ever had.” But that’s probably not appropriate.
Who tackles in touch football?
My kid. Dylan got in trouble for pushing a girl today. He’s not a bad, rough kid and at home is more of a tattle tale on his brother than a fighter. When I asked him about the incident, he told me that Madeline said, “Come and get me Dylan!” and they were playing tag. I don’t know that Dylan has ever played tag and clearly did not get the concept of a quick...