Actually, today was a good day, very, VERY quiet in the morning, finally dumped all but one of my gooey calls and all is right with the world again in my cube.
For Christmas, my brother got me the Bob Newhart anthology double CD - listened to it yet again earlier tonight - it’s still hilarious.
Decisions, decisions on what to do with the house. Carpet, hardwood, some of each, none of it and just not worry until selling time comes along?
Office duck update: The first batch are now basically teenagers. They’re about 80% of the size of the adults and they look like real ducks and everything. And we have 3 brand new babies just a week old. :-D It takes everything I have not to scoop them all up and bring them home.
iTunes radio has George Carlin on talking about the office coffee freak. I think he’s talking about me… “You know…the ones that have to have 8, 9 cups first thing in the morning…”
For some silly news: The southern French city of Marseille called off a three-week hunt for a black panther on Tuesday after the animal sighted by several residents turned out to be a large house cat.
Frankly, I think Snoopy is a tad disappointed that the neighborhood kids haven’t mistaken him for a panther yet.
Came home, cracked open a Guinness and darned if I’m not ready to crash now. Considering that I used to go out and close down bars on school nights in my pre-30 days, this could either be a sign of maturity…or just getting old. ;)
So bedtime for this gal…
