Sammie's probably responding to my cat, Squeaky Fromage. She does that too.

Timelies all!

Hugs for all who want/need them.

So hilarious (to me at least) work story:

ED came into the office talking about forward thinking about our Christmas fundraiser, asked for the company credit card back, then left. On that note, I asked for advice from my immediate boss about another forward thinking moment the ED had challenged me with last fall regarding our spring fundraiser, something that I was afraid to bring up lest he'd forgotten about it, and also afraid not to bring up, in case he hadn't and I wasn't prepared. Bossman said to forget about it, and if it came up, to say I'd passed the idea to him and he'd vetoed it, and that the likelihood of it being brought back up was akin to the fiberglass goats that he'd said (the ED) would be part of our spring fundraiser.

Not ten minutes later, the ED came rushing back in and said excitedly that he'd purchased the fiberglass goats.

I immediately began cackling. I told bossman that I was afraid, very afraid, and then five minutes later the ED came back in and was all "you've probably forgotten, but there was this thing that I wanted you to do for the spring gala...".

I started howling. I was very near to tears with mirth.

Really?! If I hadn't brought up something that had been preying on me, if the bossman hadn't said "don't worry because..." would that have happened? It really didn't seem like he'd been lurking outside our office listening to my confession.

Hopefully the DD will nip this shit in the bud, because as lovely an idea it is, I don't have the know-how or the time, or the time to gain the know-how.

But, they way the dominos fell was too perfect not appreciate.

I'm sorry, Plei.

Guess who just realized that she took off her Fitbit this morning while cleaning her tattoo and totally forgot to put it back on before she left the house?

God damn it.

... fiberglass goats?

I hate it when that happens.

Whacked my head into the sun visor getting into my car. That hurt rather more than I would have guessed.

flea, so there's these horses on Long Island, somewhere on the north shore in Nassau county, I can't remember the name. East of Locust Valley, at least. There's one shopping plaza that has this cool life-sized horse that's painted all mosaic/psycadelic (sp?). [link] Something like that.

We are going to have the goat version of that. Because we are goataholics, apparently.

The costumes on Reign are sort of hysterical, especially when you can see the zippers.

But the actress playing Catherine De Medici is terrific though.

She will forever by Anne of Green Gables to me.

RAGE HULK SMASH RAGE

Is it okay if I vent in here for a quick second?

A woman from another department (WHO GREATLY annoys me) just stopped by my office, and said (in the hallway, for all of my colleagues to hear) "you look skinny! Great job, whatever you've been doing."

I said "that's a really strange thing to say to someone."

Her, NOT getting it: "well it's true, your face, your neck..." and she starts naming all of the parts of me that she thinks suddenly look skinny. FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK.

So I say "yeah, if you have to know, I have been sick for a month coughing so hard that I throw up nearly every day. I can't keep food down. I am not trying to lose weight, and I really don't appreciate your comments on it."

She scurried away but you guys I am so pissed. Last year when my company had a health fair day (I didn't attend), she BROUGHT NUTRITION binders to my office and asked if she could go over them with me. I DON'T know this woman! She isn't in my department. I (fairly) politely declined to go over my fucking NUTRITION with her last year and now this?????

Whew. Okay, thanks!!!!

ETA: I look terrible. Like my face is red and blotchy and I can't wear make-up because the coughing and sneezing makes it all run off anyway and I look tired and gaunt. But because I've happened to lose a few pounds, I look "great." We is fucked up in this society. Fucked UP.