Seattle--You guys are already drawing notice here at work. I keep busting out laughing for no apparent reason, and it's becoming very noticeable.
I'm invoicing and D (my boss) is wondering why snorts are necessary doing such a mundane task.
Thanks for your nice words. Bob is going home with me tonight, because frankly, he is expected! Uh, D7 would probably include herself in the hug, but Triple J knows she has a fondness for WWF....
Do you mind putting on the spandex and heading into the ring with him? After all, Triple J's BB namesake is our friend, Triple H.... I don't see this being a problem for either of you, do you?
I promise not to look down....
For longer than is deemed polite by society's standards
Yes, your description of Mr. W. in the pressure cooker is pretty much dead on. I've been practicing validating all week, working really hard on D10.
She was complaining on the way to RE yesterday that she hates the choreography her music teacher is doing for their spring performance. Actually, her words were, "Mrs. C keeps having us do the same dumb moves. THEY SUCK. And not only that, they're boring."
The old mom would have been appalled and reminded her that Mrs. C is the teacher. The "VALIDATOR" showed up and said, "It sounds like you are pretty frustrated with her, huh." That opened up a dialogue to more reasons why school totally bites, as do the people who go there, teach there, clean there, blah blah blah.
I just smiled like a dumbass... actually, because I looked like one. One of the screws in my sunglasses came out, so I was wearing glasses with one side on my head and the other off in space.
Let's hear 3 cheers for doofy moms! How about another one for mutant dads who forget birthdays! And other for guys who hug! And one last one for the guy who cheers everyone up on the BB today!!!!
"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."
