I wish my life was such that I could keep up with this journal
and/or turn it into a decent blog. I'm currently living
vicariously through Jo's Cafe. Thanks Jo...and I hope all my visits to your site don't cause our employer to block it!
Our house is slowly getting organized...and at the same time
slowly driving me crazy. The huge summer rains/tropical storms
have AGAIN washed away the dirt under our driveway apron. Sigh.
I find a nice glass of wine (or two...) very calming. Of
course, I don't drink the sort of wine many would call "good", but hey,
I like it. My current two favorites are white merlot (from the
same folks who brought you white zinfandel....it's got considerably
more flavor than most WZs) and white sangria.
Target now sells white sangria in a box. I nearly bought a
"four-bottle" box today, but managed to regain my sanity before the box
made it to my shopping cart.
Thomas is a big fan of Tom & Jerry. I figure shows like
that didn't warp our brains TOO badly :) And hey, it's far better
than Teletubbies! At least with Tom & Jerry I can sit down
with Thomas and explain it. I'd like to meet the person who can
successfully explain anything about four fat colored things living in a
dirt hut eating smiley face toast and pink custard.
Then again, if you think that's bad....try watching Boobah.
I suppose it makes sense if you are two....or have indulged in a
significant amount of intoxicating substances. Given that I am an
expensive drunk and too goody-two-shoes to have managed any other
intoxicating substances, I figure I'd have to be two steps from death
to understand it....
Sunday is my 10-year anniversary with my employer (a southern
financial institution which shall remain unpronounceable). My
manager chose to observe the occasion in our team meeting on
Wednesday, by simply announcing it and handing over a box containing my
certificate and "pick a thank you gift" brochure. I found it
rather underwhelming. One would think that in this age where
people switch jobs at the drop of a hat, a 10-year anniversary (not
just with the same company, but in support of the same department)
would be worth something. On top of that, my 10-year certificate
in its little plastic black sleeve looks sad next to my 5-year
certificate, which is mounted under glass on a wood frame.
Unfortunately, I expected exactly what I got. On the bright side,
the gift brochure is not bad.