It's 9:45 p.m. on a Friday night... Nick and I are at home, I look up and see him looking at me, smiling: "I wish I could take a picture of you right now... you're sitting on the couch, laptop in your lap, knitting, with a pot of popcorn on the arm of the couch, and your feet don't touch the ground."

Since he DIDN'T take the picture and because, he was right, a picture wouldn't do it justice, I'll give you a pictoral representation, because I love you guys (all of my dear and loyal readers).

Wah-Waaah

The highlight of my work day and the only thing that really excites us around here is when we flip for pops. Rules of the game: flip coins until someone is the odd man out. If only 2 are playing, some calls ODDS (head + tail) or EVENS (tail + tail etc.) The new guy lost today, there were 5 of us playing. It took like 6 flips until someone lost. Corporate Excitement? Or Corporate Depression. Take your pick.  

 

I Am Currently...

…wondering how many more times I can be called "kiddo" by my colleague at work and not snap back…

 

…thinking non-stop about my delectable dinner waiting for me (to make) when I get home (Sharp White Cheddar Grilled Cheese with bacon and pear, courtesy of www.elise.com/recipes)…

 

…eagerly awaiting my date tonight with Nick… downtown Ann Arbor field-trip to the cinema!...

 

…wondering if I will have room for popcorn or not…

 

…or if I should smuggle in some candy (girlfriend is MUCH TOO CHEAP to pay what the cinema demands!)…

 

…trying to bring back the word "cinema" if it isn't blaringly apparent…

 

…thinking that the INTERNET/EMAIL USAGE policy that was sent to our department by the department director was perhaps due to my incessant surfing…

 

…questioning whether or not one's body can learn to be lactose-intolerant after a year-long hiatus from (cow) milk, because DAMN [TMI? TMI.]

To Complain or Not To Complain?

Am I being a total bitch by being totally wanting to lay out the checkout lady at Meijer who palmed my coupons?   Now, I realize that by admitting that, I admit that I use coupons which just makes me feel cheap and all, but my anger far outweighs my embarrassment over being cheap.

 

First of all, they were dollar coupons. Worth whole dollars!   Dollars to pay for pops and lattes and, I don't know, electric bills. Secondly, eff you! I realize that I should have caught it while the transactions were happening, but I didn't put 2 + 2 together fast enough. I handed her coupons and the proceeded to finish bagging my grocery in my eco-friendly reusable bags. Damn, I was even DOING HER JOB and she still stole from me!  

 

As she handed me my receipt, I was all "why does she have crumpled paper in her hand?" but that's was the extent to that thought and I forgot it immediately. It wasn't until I got home and studied my receipt more closely that I learned of Cynthia's crime.   (Stupid Cynthia.)

 

Now, I realize that 1.) she works at Meijer and 2.) she probably needs the $2.00 more than I do, but it's the principle of the matter. I clipped those coupons like the frugal cheapskate I am so close to becoming it frightens me just a wee bit. She even had the audacity to chit-chat with me before hand!

 

So, if I make a formal complaint and she gets fired (not that I would have any way of knowing, per se…) would I sleep guilty at night, or forget all about it? Oh, the choices we make…

 

P.S. I freaking love daylight savings time. Bring on the dark skies, bia!

Feeling Guilty Typing This

Haha, I hate to admit it, but I'm typing this as Nick is talking to me about last night's Law & Order... it's 8:06 a.m. on Friday, I am at work and Nick has a vacation day so he's at home.  I have no idea why he's calling me at work to tell me this. I mean, we love Law & Order but a 8:06 a.m. call regarding an episode I missed? I guess it was a big on in that the ADA got killed off the show. Oh, nevermind, he's calling to discuss lunch plans.  Oh wait, he's saying he misses me. I left 15 minutes ago. Oh brother. I mean, boyfriend.

National Blog Posting Month

I think that's what NaBloPoMo stands for.  All of my favorite bloggers do it.  Bandwagon time.  Basically it's one post a day, for the month of November (or so I've surmised based on my work-time surfing). Now, I gotta admit, I read a shit-ton of blogs.  Yet I hardly maintain mine on any sort of level that would qualify as a good blog.  I still use a Blogger template and can't even figure out how to do that properly.  I've been reading a posting since 2001 which is quite a long time in the blogging world, but my site needs some pizzazz and oomph.

 

My goal is to work on that tonight, the makeover of my site, but we all know how that goes...  I make a list of things I want to get accomplished in those short few hours after work and after I cook dinner, after cable tv consumes me for two hours, after the internet consumes me for another two, you know, those short few hours. (And it's not even like I have kids or pets or an education to work on... God I'm a lazy mofo.)

 

Also on my list of things to get accomplished in the next undetermined amount of time: (I know, how convenient)

• Get a pet - because let me tell you, when Nick and I found this guy in our parking lot and walked around all of the condos nearby and couldn't find his mama, and we quietly adopted him for 3 hours, and re-named him, all while waiting for fliers to be printed at Kinkos for us to distribute the following morning, it was the best 3 hours of <strike>my life</strike> the day.
• Get working on those New Years Resolutions - no, not writing them for 2008, I mean implementing my 2007 ones. You know, like, "FLOSS EVERY DAY" could work maybe, if I floss 20 times a day for the remaining 61 days of the year, maybe, just maybe, I'll have flossed 365 times this year. Does this count?
• Declutter - did you know that clutter was the leading cause of Household Bickering, in a study done by Smith & Collins, LLC. 2007?  No?  Well now you do!  See also:  throw away holy underwear (as in, underwear with holes, not deity-like knickers), get rid of expired coupons, and clean out the refridgerator.  How domestic of me!

Til next time...

T9Word, I Love You So

I love that T9Word remembers my most-frequently-used words and suggests them first while composing text messages. I love that while writing a text to my sister to see if she had gotten our mom and birthday card that it first suggested barf first. My cell phone, it knows me inside and out.

Old Habits Die Hard

Just as hard as it is to teach a dog new tricks, it’s just as hard to un-teach an old dog a trick he learned ages ago.

 

THINK ABADID.

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So, I have a confession… I bought one of these water-aerobics belts:

 

 

It’s true. This is not a lie. The question is:  Will you still be friends with me?

 

Also, visit www.midwestgothic.com

Cuz yo momma told you to.

 

Omfg

Brilliant –

 

http://www.mcsweeneys.net/2007/10/9allen.html

 

This is why I prefer Espresso Royale…

Curses, Andy, Curses!

So, it's hardly a secret that Andy on The Office is annoying as hell.  He's always singing in that annoying "I think I'm a classically-trainer singer and want people to complement me" way, you know what I'm talking about?  The type of singing that makes you roll your eyes and purposefully yet painfully ignore him?  Because if you complimented him, he'd get a big head and do it far more often?

 

Well, that's not exactly how I'd describe the Andy in my office, except for he's annoying in a completely other sense.  He repeats himself, saying dumb little phrases over and over.

 

"I just want to call the supplier, and figure out what's going on there."

 

(two minutes later)

"Yeah, I just want to find out what's going on there."

 

(a minute later)

 

"Okay, yeah, give me until tomorrow, I'm going to find out what's going on there."

 

OKAY, I GET IT.  YOU'RE GOING TO FIND OUT WHAT'S GOING ON THERE!

 

Okay, so maybe I'm a bitch, but it's only in my head and only to my blog!  And all of the Internet to read!

 

So, he's actually not that annoying, I just needed a good segue into the fact that I find it funny that Andy (The Office) annoys me because of his singing, and Andy (my office) also sort of, by accident, today annoyed me because of singing.

 

Today he got to repeating "just find out the bare necessities that we need".

 

Which turned into...

 

"Okay, let's just figure out what exactly the bare necessities are" and "What is the absolute bare necessity?"

 

Which leads me to start signing (in my head) that goddamn song from that Disney movie, with the emaciated ape-boy and jungle bear singing and dancing "The Bare Necessities" over and over and over and ahhhhhhhhhhhasdfasdj;edflwe2292121012jasl;das;dfaswoqwieuwdwqpweoruqwepbarwepoeidbaerweofjf.