In a meeting and your phone starts vibrating? Discreetly check this vibrating Bluetooth Bracelet on your wrist, and you'll know who's calling. This one takes that old idea of a vibrating Bluetooth bracelet and goes a crucial step further: It shows you caller ID info.

Ooh, want.

all of the baby shower stuff got me thinking:

I volunteered at the hospital this week and the parent group there does a baby shower every 3 months for families with kids in the NICU. It's a pretty neat experience and it's very "equitable"-ish. The parent group gives out bags with stuffed animals, clothes, etc.

I wonder if I would object less to birthday/showers/etc. if an org did a once a month whole group party thing (or a longer interval) where the powers that be provided cake etc. and a small token of a gift. There wouldn't be a force anyone to pitch in vibe.

My ING account got attacked. ING emailed me about a suspicious charge. So I called this AM to cancel. Then the company where the $99 charge was made searched for me and found a way to email me through a former-school's website to verify the purchase because the phone number given didn't work. I emailed them back to say, no I didn't place it so they immediately voided it.

It's like i've had good customer service from someone with whom I wasn't even doing business.

Lucky me!

We are supposed to do a department cake every couple of months to celebrate birthdays and baby's and whatnot. People do not get gifts or even called out by name unless they want to make their event known. Seems to work ok. Of course, we have not had one since Oct. Bad me. It seems we send flowers to anyone having a baby if we know about it.

msbelle, that lowkeyness is good! I'd much prefer that. JPL sent flowers to Lori when she called in when my uncle died. And I thought that was a really nice thing.

This is horrible. Seriously. In Which Georgia Gives You The McNuggetini

For a few months now, my girl Alie and I had an idea for the perfect late night/after hours snack. It started as a joke. We found ourselves hungry after last call, and seemed to be having regular cravings for McNuggets.

Alie’s obsession and constant quest to find the perfect alcoholic beverage/dinner/dessert (also see: White Russian), led us to concoct what is sure to become the new craze for the upscale watering holes.

McNuggitini

Recipe by Alie and Georgia

Prep Time: 5 minutes
Cook Time: 0 minutes
Yield: 2 servings

Ingredients:

2 McNuggz (plus more for snacking)
1 tub McDonalds Brand Barbeque Sauce (plus more for licking off pinky finger)
1 lg. Mcdonalds Brand Chocolate Milkshake (plus more for bringing all the boys to the yard)
1 bottle Vanilla Vodka (recommended brand: Absolut)

Open the McDonalds bag. Eat one McNugg each, followed by two bites of the Filet-o-Fish (make sure you don’t tell anyone that you eat Filet-o-Fishes).

Mix three or four shots of vanilla vodka in the McDonalds Brand Chocolate Milkshake, followed by one shot each directly into your mouth.

Rim each martini glass with McDonalds Brand Barbeque Sauce, and pour milkshake/vodka mixture into the glass. Garnish with a McNugg (which is to be swiped along barbeque sauce rimmed glass after the milkshake has been finished, and consumed with pure, unadulterated glee).

That's just yucky.

That does sound disgusting. But I do love this part of the instructions:

(make sure you don’t tell anyone that you eat Filet-o-Fishes).

(make sure you don’t tell anyone that you eat Filet-o-Fishes).

Coincidentally, I'm eating a Filet-o-Fish right now. AINFG.

I had a carnitas burrito for lunch, which was delicious.

We are supposed to do a department cake every couple of months to celebrate birthdays and baby's and whatnot. People do not get gifts or even called out by name unless they want to make their event known. Seems to work ok.

Yeah, that sounds nice. We do smaller things for people within my department (generally paid for by the person's supervisor), but then we don't actually do something for everyone's birthday and workiversary, or if we do, it's like a thing every other day, and I wish we could just stop! Or just do a card.