Yay Tom! But why have you been kvetching about that?
Heh, well, there were some shenanigans in the interim between the offers and the official offer letters and the negotiating and the acceptance of offer.
Definitely not kvetching about the job, just had some anxiety right at the end before it was finalized.
Nora, I'm glad that all got worked out, and he's set to go. That's SUCH wonderful news.
So, today at work we're doing a group project. I got a big, long piece of paper, and we're going to make a piece of graffiti (or I'll call it something else...blanking at the moment). I've got crayons, markers, and colored pencils for the kids to use...now I just need to come up with a topic. I was actually thinking that I'd put a bunch of topics in a bucket and let one of the kids pull one out. The problem? I have no topics. These group projects are always fun because they have to be of interest to kids ages 4-12. So, any thoughts?
That group project sounds like huge fun. If not graffiti, call it a mural? And, topics... Given the time of year, what about Favorite Presents, Winter, My Life In 2009?
If not graffiti, call it a mural?
That's the word I was looking for! Good grief! BRAIN! Work! The Bitches are sick of all of my exclamation points!
Also, fabulous topics.
Really taking to the TX way of life, eh, o_a?
Huh. I guess so. You'd never guess I'm a pacifist, huh? Come to think of it, I've been saying "dude" a lot less, and "sir" or "Ma'am" a lot more. I guess I absorb my location pretty fast.
I guess I absorb my location pretty fast.
Pssst! o_a is composed entirely of tofu.
I guess I absorb my location pretty fast.
I first read that as, "I guess I absorb my lotion pretty fast," and went, "Huh?"
I'm glad that things worked out so well for Tom, Nora.
vw, topics - if this were the depths of winter, I'd suggest a luau or something else tropical and warm. Little Drummer Boy (Presents to give Baby Jesus that cannot be bought)... hmmm, maybe that's a little intangible. Um, Christmas Carols? Could do Twelve Days of Christmas?
Thanks, guys. That's fabulous. All I was coming up with was money, world peace, difficult aspects of relationships. And then I remembered this wasn't art therapy.
That's the word I was looking for! Good grief! BRAIN! Work!
I keep telling Daniel we need to ice the salt on the sidewalks.