David send me this picture he took today.
Of COURSE she has to put her butt on my pillow.
I had an adventure today at work which involved a muscle spasm in my back while at my desk, which was going to be a simple trip with a coworker to health services, but someone heard “back injury” and called the emergency number, and pretty soon I had lights and sirens and a trip in the company ambulance. SIGH. More embarrassing than anything! I am fine and back at work after they treated with heat, muscle relaxer, and ibuprofen. (I’m also very grateful to have medical services available right here at work! Talk about efficient and cost effective for the employees–and it gets us back to work faster too. Good for everyone.)
I’m pretty sure when Gatorade is on my grocery list, I won’t remember to look for the “isotonics” aisle.
Today is Grandma’s birthday! We had a party last weekend with lots of good food and laughs. It’s a good thing she can take a joke since there were more than a few Oldie von Moldy statements directed her way.
The dogs said to tell you happy birthday, too, Grandma
Last year I told a few stories about spending time with Grandma. And she wasn’t too happy this past weekend when she noticed I cut my hair. 🙂
Hope you have a great day and eat lots of cake!
I wanted a mouse to take to meetings at work, but I didn’t want a black one that could be confused with everyone else’s mouse. So I bought a pink one.
Not long after I started using this mouse I looked closely at the design. It looks like a pole dancer! It’s definitely some dancing woman with quite the body and long designer arms that remind me of Barrel of Monkeys monkey arms. Soon other people came to know my mouse as the Naked Lady Mouse.
It was obscure enought that I continued to use it, but I just didn’t understand the design the manufacturer chose. Then last week I rode my bike to work and when I arrived, the Naked Lady Mouse didn’t work. The little receiver had cracked during my travels. Fortunately my laptop always does well on this trip! I put it in a foam sleeve but I guess that wasn’t enough for the mouse receiver.
To round out the story, when I came out to my bike that afternoon, I found a friend had decorated it with a joke magnet that had previously gone undetected on her car for weeks. But everyone at work saw it on my bike right when they went in the door!
I bought a new mouse. It’s the same model, but it’s BLUE. No design.
I’m really going to miss her
A tomato ate my sister
I stopped drinking milk years ago, but “From the titties to the cities” still sounds pretty gross.
Mom look: a Huffy Sea Pines bike!
Matt just finished his triathlon here in Indy. I rode my bike downtown to watch with Dad and Andrea.