You're fired!

Okay, so there isn’t another illness out there that could hit me, right? Last week, my husband and I both had strep throat. I haven’t had that in at least 10 years! Thanks to antibiotics and Darvocet (mmmm…I love Darvocet) we are better now. I missed 4 days of work (boo hoo) but watched lots of trashy daytime TV.

Speaking of TV, I am addicted to The Apprentice. There’s nothing like watching a bunch of ravenous business-types cut each other down to win the “love” of The Donald. Oh, and don’t tell me that you don’t love the way he says, “You’re fired!” and does that hand movement. Love it!!! The only thing on that show that creeps me out (besides The Donald’s combover) is in the beginning of the show when they show the contestants (past and present) and they show that guy Sam. He creeps me out so bad I have to turn away.
If you don’t watch this show – watch it.

Hey – I am also in the planning process of a “Bear in the Big Blue House” first birthday party for my son. Can you feel the excitement? And, according to my husband, all Treelo does is bitch. You know where he’s coming from.

You're invited to a slumber party!

Okay, something pissed me off yesterday and I just have to write about it today.
My section can be pretty fun sometimes – but we get A LOT of work done. A hell of a lot more work than the people who used to be in this section. Anyway, someone from another section made the comment yesterday that my section, “Is a 16 year-old slumber party all the time.” Why is it that you can’t have a good time and get work done? Okay, maybe we can get a little loud when something is really funny. But, is that reason to say some crap like that? Maybe you’re just envious that your old ass can’t have fun anymore. Hey butthole, why don’t you just come over here and let us know that something is bothering you? No, it’s too easy to whine to someone who isn’t even in the department.

Hey! I have an idea! Let’s sit in silence and then get really riled up when someone uses the wrong indicator on a 246 field! Whoa!

They are just livin’ it up over there!

Home again

I missed the whole super-breast controversy. It was on in our house. I was on the phone with my dad during the halftime show. Being on the phone with my dad takes all of my concentration and energy. He can be exhausting. This conversation revolved around him wanting to move to Florida (like every old northerner). He wants to move somewhere that is not like where he lives now – New Jersey. He has got a lot to learn about Florida.

Speaking of New Jersey, sometimes I really miss living there. I don’t miss the traffic, or the rude manners of some of the people – I guess I really just miss home. Sometimes, I catch myself thinking about being in a supermarket, or on a road back in New Jersey. It’s not that I’m not happy where I am. I really am. I just miss that familiarity of the place I grew up. Whenever we go back to visit, there’s never enough time to really enjoy being “home” again. What I would give to be on one end of the couch while my brother is on the other end, watching one of our favorite shows like “Press Your Luck” or “Degrassi Junior High.”