Ah poor pretty Rio. You shouldn't have to work.
Wow, they hauled her ass to jail for that.
DH was hauled in for suspended license a few years back. It was very unpleasant. While he was in the holding tank the cop actually called his girlfriend to tell her what a big guy he just arrested. It was icky.
It's snowing here. Again.
Poor, pretty Rio.
Happy Birthday, tommyrot!
Sorry you're sick, RIO.
I'm suffering from a severe case of short-timer's syndrome. This wouldn't be so bad if I actually, you know, had a new job to go to. As it is, I just feel like I'm being slack.
What's worse is I have to work on your BIRTHDAY.
Yes. No one should have to work on my birthday. That way, we can all get together and have cake.
I actually have cake with me now. It's pound cake - does that count?
Pound cake counts.
I'm at work, but I'm not exactly working. My boss is on vacation. Which is kinda like taking tommyrot day off.
Poor Rio, feel better soon.
1. FRIDAY!
2. Rio. I mean, RIO! Hi, Rio! Longtime no coincide with. Congratulations on your steps towards making Saget into Mr. Rio!
3. Tom! Birthday boy!
4. FRIDAY!
That's enough exclamation points, I think.
Is it LEMON pound cake?
Yes. With blueberries. Purchased from a somewhat-hippyish cafe.