Having a bra issue and need to place an order, stat.
But I can't remember the name of the tyra bra at victoria's secret that i genuinely liked two brands ago.
Can anyone remember? Vickie's Secret is having a sale and the IPEX is on clearance for twenty bucks. If that's the one, I'm getting five of those bastards.
Gah. Am sick. Someone spread plague around my work. I left an hour early yesterday, the other secretary left early. Have fixins for matzo ball soup. Am about to drop the chicken in the pot and try to get more sleep.
((((Tamara and family))))
In happier news, Happy Birthday, Sox!
Happy Birthday, Sox!
(Am on the internet at work b/c the company is having its allotted prayer time [y'all KNOW I'm not kidding], and those who choose to not pray at work have been told that we may use that time for personal activities.)
(I opted to NOT set up a Voudoun altar and chant, as I'm on thin ice anyway.)
I opted to NOT set up a Voudoun altar and chant, as I'm on thin ice anyway.
I admire your restraint in this matter.
Happy Birthday Sox! Now I'm doubly upset I can't make the concert tonight. Stupid work.
I also want to know titles of Barb's books.
Good luck with the bra stuff Allyson.
It's Not About the Accent
and
Adios to My Old Life
are Barb's books.
THEY ARE TEH AWESOME.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SOX!!!!!
Warning - work rant ahead
Yes, I agreed to cover for a month while you go to Korea. Yes, I will do this while balancing my new workload, getting settled into a new office and getting involved in new projects. BUT for the love of pete, WHY didn't you send me a detailed message with where you left off with things? How do I know where to jump in and why didn't you finish that list that you were given last week. So now I'm duplicating effort and having to do things that should have been done a while ago while missing who knows what since you didn't send me any hand off information.
No love.
me
Happy birthday Sox!
Keep sharing those adorable pix of Buffistae babies!
I opted to NOT set up a Voudoun altar and chant, as I'm on thin ice anyway.
I admire your restraint in this matter.
I'm sacrificing chickens in my head.
....aaaaand it looks like prayer time is over, so I'm outtie.
Laters, taters.