Sister not coming. Bummer.
Other bummer: a Nora Roberts book on my desk from my secret pal. When I list items such as these as possible books I’d like:
Lay Bare the Heart: An Autobiography of the Civil Rights Movement by James Farmer, Earth Abides by George R. Stewart and Then We Came to the End: A Novel by Joshua Ferris how do I end up with Nora Roberts?
I didn’t even look at the title. WTF.
I’m annoyed with myself. I’m way too irritated by people lately and I seem to be getting in my own way. I need to take a couple of days off. I think I’ll talk to my supervisor about doing just that. I have to take one day the last week of April for my school presentation but I need one or two next week too. In fact, I should just cash in my sick leave and take off all of May. Tempting but just not practical.
The other night we were getting ready for dinner and I was making some noises, hopping around, etc. Who knows. Anyway, the better-half asked me what was going on and I said I’m being goofy because I can’t do that at work. Seriously, I’ve never worked somewhere that was so serious. Granted we can get off some funny and sarcastic comments but playing? No. When I worked for a buttoned down bank we had more fun. I guess in addition to a host of other things that’s something I’m missing in my work life–a sense of play.
My FL sister is coming this weekend for a whirlwind visit–it’s been 3 years? since she’s been in town. People are going to go wild. It will be good to see her.
Yesterday we went with my sister’s family to Norfolk to visit my brother-in-law’s sister’s family. A good time was had by all and I’m pretty sure no one drooled on their food. We could hear Lil’ Elvis blowing through her penne pasta but if you could get away with doing that, wouldn’t you?
In celebration of being together we sang Happy Birthday to ourselves (it was an un-birthday party) and then enjoyed:
If you look closely, you can tell there are 45.2 million layers of goodness in that cake. My brother-in-law’s sister is a pastry chef in her spare time. Dessert when she’s around is always decadent.
First bothersome thing: When reading food blogs do you hate it when the writer uses the word drool? As in we drooled over the kippers? Unless you are an infant, someone with Parkinson’s or are a victim of a stroke or some other malady, you don’t drool on food. If you actually do this in a restaurant, I will feel free to get up from the table and smack you hard in the back of the head. I promise.
Second bothersome thing: Just got off the phone with my mother who asked me about graduation and if they were invited. Big deep breath and then I said she was but not my father. She got very quiet and I repeated for the upteenth time if he feels it’s OK to not talk to me lo’ these last 7 years then he doesn’t get celebration privileges with me anymore. Yes, it bothers me that he’s such an asshole and it makes me sad sometimes but I’m not putting up with it and especially to celebrate something he hasn’t said boo about in the last 3 years.
I took today off to finish some work for the humongous school project (my classmates and I are consulting with a local company). I’m feeling pretty good about my portion of our final report for our client and I’m thrilled to be done with it–well, as done as I can be at this point in time.
To celebrate, please enjoy:
Must go crank this downstairs.
I’ve been exhausted lately. I haven’t been sleeping well and I’m feeling a little overwhelmed by all the crap I have to do. And, to cap it off I sat in a training room today and aside from moving around to stop myself from falling asleep there was no interaction ALL DAY. That breaks about 500 tenets of adult learning.
This song makes me feel better so I’m posting it:
Spinach seeds
Yukon gold seed potatoes
Beet seeds
Red and Yellow sweet onion sets
Brussels sprouts plants
Carrot seeds
Parsley plants
Chive plants
Radish seeds
Broccoli plants
Turnip seeds
Swiss chard plants and seeds
3 hydrangea that my crazy MIL purchased
1 forsythia that my wonderful husband purchased
Moved: 2 horehound, 1 thyme plant and one plant we can’t remember the name of but it repels bugs.
Here are two photos of daffodils around our back door:
And, finally, a photo of the rabbit who gnawed through our lattice to set up house under our screened porch:
Happy Friday! Today is an especially good Friday because next week is Spring Break for most of the schools in the area. And, you know what that means–less annoying people at the office. Thank the maker.
Yesterday morning there was a message on my office phone from a manager at work asking me to explain something to her that has a)been explained by me and my boss and b)has been well documented. I left her a brusque message because she is a)stupid and b)annoying and c)told me in the message that she already had the answer from my boss but was just making sure that it was true. AND, she wrapped up her message with the “I guess you’ve left for the day” crapola because I didn’t leap onto the phone to answer it when she called. That’s what voice mail is for you numbnut–for when people are away from their desks and can’t take your mind-numbingly stupid questions. Wouldn’t you know she called me back and asked me the same question again? I’m hoping she’s going to be doing something next week with her, I’m sure they are embarrased, children.
And, since I can’t stop heaping it on her, she asked me in a meeting a couple of weeks ago if I was still working for our client. Like in their office and on a project for them. I didn’t quite know how to respond because all I could think was you are a fucking idiot–I’ve been coming to work full-time for the last 4 years at our in-common organization when would I also have time to work for them? And so the blood vessel in my forehead burst and I just blinked at her and said No. Then I proceeded with what I had to say to the rest of the group who have actually been paying attention for the last 4 years.
