ha.
um...no. I don't think so.
yah. me neither.
that's so cool of them to come down to where you are... a very good sign. and really? They're in Fells? I can stand on my roof, throw a rock, and hit that Yoga Studio, practically. Though I wouldn't.
:: raises eyebrow and inches closer to the internets...::
I hope it's the nice people who have offices down here and not the-people-who-could-use-a-good-smiting. Don't worry - the people I work for are waaaay the heck up north. So far up north that they don't know I go out and stand on my roof on occasion.
I hope it's the nice people who have offices down here and not the-people-who-could-use-a-good-smiting.
Who needs a smoting? and why??
dag, somebody just scheduled a meeting that will last until 11:45 tomorrow. aieeee I'm supposed to meet them btwn 12 and 12:15. It's only a 5-minute drive but still.
Who needs a smoting? and why??
not the Yoga-place people.
eta: there's a big fells point business meeting down here tonight... the list may be long for the smiting-room.
Coming up for my daily bit of air.
job~ma to SO many people.
hugs and kisses all around.
I just booked a hotel room in Plymouth for Sunday night. Memorial Day lobster, here I come!
May the not-the-Yoga place people find themselves constantly in the downward facing dog position. Always.
AIMEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ummm, yeah.
Gronkies.
I still haven't moved offices. K-Bug's team made it to NCS (playoffs) and then lost in the first round. I've had a low level migraine since Saturday and I'm in a bitchy mood.
How is everyone?
Hi, Tom Scola!
It's a beautiful day here in ole Michigan. I'm on my parent's back porch with the laptop. Em and I spent some time in the backyard behind the barn playing and signing and hanging out with the dogs and the bunny. She sometimes seems to know her colors and other times, I think she messes with us.
Me: Em, what color is this? (holds up green thing)
Em: GREEN!
Me: Em, what color is this? (holds up up red thing)
Em: RED!
Me: Em, what color is this? (holds up yellow thing)
Em: EIGHT!
Me: Em, what color is this? (holds up yellow thing)
Em: EIGHT!
She's obviously trying to say "Great!" which is what Tony the Tiger says. Tony, of course, is part-yellow. Or, um... he will be, when he gets old....
