Overhead At the Office

My co-worker is on the phone and I hear the following -

Co-worker: "May I put you on hold for just a moment?"..."Thanks!"

*puts call on hold*

Co-worker: "To quote Fannie, FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS HOLY WHAT IS WRONG WITH THESE EFFING EFFERS!"

*takes call off hold*

Co-worker: "I'm back, let's try looking at this another way!"

Wow. Glad to see I'm rubbing off on people in such a positive way.

I'm in love!

With a dude named Craig! Who has a list! We had been mulling over replacing our patio furniture. More specifically replacing the fabric of the chairs. We've had this set for eleven years and it was a little worn.

Come to find out replacing the fabric would have run about $600. And we would have had to get a new umbrella too because naturally they discontinued the original fabric. Well hells bells, that's more than half way to a whole new set of furniture. But what to do with the old stuff? So I took this picture.



I opened an account with Craig's List. I posted this picture with a description at 2 o'clock Saturday afternoon. At 5 o'clock a nice young man handed me a wad of cash and he and his roommate loaded up my furniture and drove away!

That Craig is something else. The Saint had better watch his back!

I got my snow day!

Well technically an ice day, but who cares! First off, let me begin by saying that yesterday I was still in a great deal of discomfort. Enough so that I took the heating pad in to work. And USED it. My boss was so shocked by my little display of weakness that she sent me home in the early afternoon, after having extracted a promise that if the roads were bad in the morning I would NOT risk further injury by tying to be brave and come in to the office. (Hee!)

So I did what any sensible person asshat would do. Went home and decided to bake the gingerbread dough chilling in the wine cooler downstairs refrigerator into appealing holiday cookies. To say this was not a good idea is an understatement. I’m pretty sure there is a baking god somewhere in this world, and when I find him? I’m going to kick his ass. I had tried a new recipe (Why? WHY?) and the dough was a disaster. Sticky beyond belief. I struggled for about twenty minutes before dumping the whole lot in the trash and making a new batch from the OLD recipe. By then the kitchen was an unmitigated disaster and I was in PAIN people! Then I took some advice from the Drawer Queen and made the Saint take me out to dinner. A few glasses of wine, a few hours with the heating pad and off I went into the arms of Morpheus.

And it turns out I CAN PREDICT THE FUCKING FUTURE PEOPLE!!! In the wee hours of the morning? The power went out! So my alarm did not go off! But the power came the fuck back on, so I had heat and lights and coffee when I finally got up! And I read the paper! In my PJ’s! And watched two episodes of “Project Runway”! And I had french bread with brie and a glass of wine for lunch! And then I finished a book! And now the Internets are back up and I can post about it! And now I’m tired and ready for a nap……