Hah! I'm trying to imagine what y'all must've thought the tradition was. "Dammit! Somebody got a plastic baby in their piece! I guess that means Hopkins has the cake tomorrow."
Pretty much, with a subtext of "Everyone must eat cake until on the verge of explosion." I don't know how I missed out on king cake thing growing up, it just wasn't really done in my crowd for whatever reason. But half of the small workplace and probably more than that in the previous larger office were native New Orleanians.
Now that I think about it, they probably all conspired to increase the volume of cake being brought. Sweet plan, if so.
Oooh, cool things, ita. Bitter and beautiful, like many Buffistas.
This design is gorgeous, and this one led me to this woman's store, where I think I want one of everything, specially the kiddie stuff.
"Evil Underwear" is a great category.
Would it be wrong to move puppet Angel to the front of my desk to scare people (and especially the children) away?
Hee. It's making the kids walk a little faster past my door. Glower Puppet Angel! Glower like the wind!
Heh -- I'd be afraid it would draw them in, looking like a toy as it does.
A friend of mine just asked if I'd babysit for her this weekend. I don't have actual plans, but I don't really feel like schlepping out there, etc. Is it wrong if I say no?
Not wrong. Saying no when someone asks for a favor is okay.
Anyone else need a decision validated?
Heh -- I'd be afraid it would draw them in, looking like a toy as it does.
It looks like a toy, but like a creepy toy that might come to life if you got to close. Like Sid.
Not wrong. Saying no when someone asks for a favor is okay.
Anyone else need a decision validated?
This is why I love you people.
