The Weekend

On Friday, our office closed early so we could all attend an big fancy event. We all got dressed up, I brought Brandon along so he could finally meet my co-workers. There was free dinner, free drinks, and an auction. I was absolutely convinced we'd win something at the auction, but sadly we didn't even win one of the bad prizes :-( I really wanted the two free airline tickets to anywhere in America or one of the weekends at a Bed & Breakfast. Oh well, there's always next year.

I may have had a few too many glasses of wine on Friday, so I felt sick to my stomach and had a gnarly headache all day Saturday. We had friends over for lunch, which I managed to get down without feeling too nauseous, and enjoyed the sunshine by walking along the river a bit. It was 85 degrees yesterday and not too humid yet so we wanted to enjoy the nice weather while it lasts. I'm sure in a few more weeks, the humidity will set in and it will be unbearable. I've already warned Brandon that I'm going to turn into a hermit this summer; the only time I hope to spend outside is the time it takes to get from the door of our building to the car. Last night, we just watched a movie, ate pad thai, and hung out with our kitties. I woke up in the middle of the night to find that they were both sleeping on my pillow and my head was in the crack between Brandon's pillow and mine. Man, those cats are spoiled!!

This morning we went to church and had some other friends over for lunch and played a board game. Now I'm just sitting on the couch in my sweats and cuddling with Huck and Emma. In a few hours, we're headed back to church for the night service. The weekends go by so quickly, I feel like I've barely begun to relax and suddenly it's Monday again. I swear, I live for weekends now!

College

I've been scrolling through all my old college photos and now I'm really sad. I miss college!! I miss my friends!! I miss Astor Street!! I can't wait for this summer when Katey and Lauralee get married and we're all reunited again. I love reminiscing about the good ol' days at our super awesome house on Astor Street

Jack Astor peeing his pants all the time

Tinga-Tonger Tennis Tournament

Google Images

Mojitos

Car Dancing

Boots!!

Pinecone Attacks

Maracas

Funny Hats

Chinese Fire Drills

Christmas Tree Farms

Camping

Midnight Movies

Thanksgiving Dinner

I miss my girls!! See you all soon!!

You're Fired

Do you ever have those days at work where you feel like you can’t do anything right? I DO!! And yesterday was one of those days. I’ve been sick all week because my allergies have turned into a sinus infection (yet again), so yesterday I was drugged up all day on over-the-counter medication which makes me incredibly drowsy. Not that that’s any excuse, but I do think it contributed to my multiple screw-ups yesterday. These include: sending a very valuable and important package to the wrong address, forgetting to give my boss a message on time, forgetting to remind him about an appointment which he subsequently missed, and giving him a message with the wrong person’s name on it (duh). The package worked out fine, I just called Fed Ex and had it re-routed to the correct address but I still looked like an incompetent moron in the meantime. And all of the other things just highlighted my incompetence throughout the day.

I am so over working. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy my job a lot and I love the people I work with. I really do have a wonderful boss who’s not too hard on me – even when I probably deserve it. But, I am not a mind-reader and I have become convinced that skill is essential when you’re somebody’s executive assistant. Seeing as how I will probably never become an expert in reading my boss’s mind, I really don’t think I’m cut out for the corporate world. I am always so stressed out at work wondering if I missed any details or if I am doing everything up to my boss’s standards. Sometimes at night, I even have to review the day to make sure I didn’t make an absent-minded mistake or forget to do something important. I hate always being on edge and having to second guess myself. Thus, I'm totally over having a "real job."

I am constantly trying to stave off getting fired for just one more day.

The South

Brandon is coming home in a few hours. He’s been in yucky Kentucky for 2 days at a Christian conference for his job. I don’t really ever want to visit the South, for any reason whatsoever. Southern people are so weird and they mispronounce absolutely everything. They pronounce their own state capitol (Louisville) as “loo-uh-ville” and if they have a particularly thick accent it comes out as “lull-uh-ville.” Why can’t they just pronounce it the way it’s spelled?

Brandon will probably get mad at me for saying that. He always tells me not to dislike Southerners/Texans for no reason. It’s not like I have no reason, there are plenty of reasons to dislike them. And maybe I should clarify, I don’t actually dislike them, I just think they’re pretty weird and I have a harder time making friends with them than with normal Americans. I've already mentioned mis-pronunciation, but here’s the rest of my list of (perfectly good) reasons that I don’t totally love The South/Southerners:

10. The women have big hair and the men wear cowboy hats indoors.

9. In the summer it’s always 90 degrees, 90%humidity which is only slightly hotter than the temperature of Hell

8. Southern airports suck and the people who run them are incompetent

7. Before I moved to the East Coast I only knew one Texan and I really didn’t like her. This is where it all started for me.

6. They sing so many dang songs about the glorious South and how wonderful Texas is… they’re ruining country music!

5. Texans are obsessed with all-things Texas. They bake Texas-shaped cookies, wear cowboy boots with suits, have denim pillows, curtains, etc… They're insane.

4. They insist on proclaiming to the world how great Texas and the South are. They seem to think if they talk about it enough, the rest of us will get jealous and wish we could be a Texan and be cool like them… we’re actually just getting more annoyed by the second.

3. Every morning when I’m entering my building, Texan lobbyists are standing in front of me holding up the line because they refuse to take off their cowboy boots with spurs while walking through the metal detector. Then, as the Capitol Police are waving them down with a wand, they make stupid jokes about how “back home” nobody would ever ask them to take off their spurs.

2. Texans seem to think that Texas is somehow independent from the rest of the United States, like it’s its own sovereign country or something. On second thought, that would be just fine with me!

1. Dollyland. Just google it - you won’t believe your eyes.


p.s. Brandon will probably make me delete this as soon as he sees it, so don't be surprised if it's gone by tonight.

The Holy Father and the Queen of Domesticity

The Pope’s Here! He flew in yesterday and the whole town is going crazy. Today he arrived at the White House and there was a HUGE ceremony to honor him. I arranged for 25 staffers from our office to stand on the lawn during the welcoming ceremony but I didn’t put myself on the list. I figured since I’m not Catholic and since most of the office would already be gone, I wouldn’t mind missing it. But now I kind of regret it, that was a once in a lifetime opportunity to see the Pope in America and I just missed it! Oh well, this afternoon kind of made up for it because…. I saw Martha Stewart!!!

She was part of a panel testifying at a hearing that my Boss attended. She left immediately after she finished her testimony but I followed her out and shook her hand and took this super awesome picture of her on my cell phone. I don’t care what anybody says, I LOVE Martha! I refuse to believe she’s a mean person, how can somebody who’s as genius and creative as Martha be mean?? It’s impossible. I’m sure she’s a joy.

Of course, she’s not yelling at one of her staff members in this picture. She’s just, umm…. making sure he does his job right.