…for my smart ass mouth. * A coworker walked by saying something something…either “I could eat a horse” or “I just peed like a horse”. Me: Wait. Did you just say a horse or a whore? Him: *laugh* Both. Me: So…you’re a whore horse? Erin: He could be a horse whore. Me: A horse whore? Erin: [Knowingly] …yeah… Me: But being a horse whore, isn’t that kind of… Erin: I’m not going there… Me: …donkey show-ish? Erin: …and you just have to go there, don’t you? When I told this to Brandon later last night. Me: You know, nobody else...
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Seriously. Friday was a combination of hard work and fun. Nhien and I managed not to hurt ourselves while moving all sorts of boxes of our printed matter around the office and worked up a pretty good appetite. We grabbed Celeste and Pat and headed to Sushi Go 55 and the rest is over there. We came back just in time for me to throw the office birthday party. With yummy stuff from Delilah Bakery, everyone had a happy afternoon, all hopped up on sugar! I mean, all 6′ 5″ of Canadian Greg scooted over to us on this thing...
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Celeste, Nhien and I ran into The New Guy in the parking lot yesterday. He asked where we were heading off to. Celeste said, “You want to come with us? We’re going to pho.” [Pronounced: fuh] TNG just looked at me with an expression I now know as the “I’m not going to go there” look. And of course, I just had to go there on his behalf and for everyone’s entertainment. “The noodles, TNG. We’re going to get Vietnamese noodles,” I told him. Celeste and Nhien caught on and started laughing. “I thought you were going to get hot...
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Athena popped in for a bite. She spent a good 15 minutes after that getting some love from me and Brandon and exploring our place. Keep in mind, this is NOT really our cat. Can you imagine what this blog would turn into when we have our own kittens? LOL. And for the host… Nutella + Strawberry = Awesome. Wish I could add red wine to these fantastic flavors, but I didn’t think my other dinner guest would agree. That other guest is the antibiotics…which I was instructed to take with food. Yes, my darlings. I am back on yet...
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That little scratch in my throat knocks me on my butt for two days with headaches, fever, and cough. Go figure. A lady approached an Army reservist in his camouflage uniform, patted him on the back and said, “Thank you for defending our country.” He replied, “Yes, ma’am.” How much better you feel when you give in to what your body is calling for. In my case, it’s the made from scratch chicken soup. I dragged myself to the store yesterday and forced myself to stay somewhat awake through the afternoon to babysit a giant vat of soup. Why putting...
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Today was just like any other day. I parked my car in the parking lot behind my building. My spot is the closest one to the gate to the apartment, and I usually would be the 2nd or 3rd car in the lot when I get home. I got out, got my stuff out of the back seat, and walked around the car. Athena was sitting in front of the gate. In the parking lot. And no, she wasn’t there when I parked my car. The cat has apparently learned to recognize the jingle jangle of my car keys. The...
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