tl:dr - minor brain dump
Just received a small, really heavy box from my workplace. At first I was like, is this the (stupidly heavy) clock from my desk? Did they fire me and forget to tell me? But no, really heavy glass dustcatcher - "In Grateful Appreciation For your 15 Years of Dedication and Service". (NB, my anniversary was Valentine's Day, they just finally got around to acknowledging). I wish they had sent it in February, so it would be sitting on my desk instead of in my house. Call me an ungrateful wretch, but I preferred the last company that owned us - where you got a catalog and chose your gift (5 years: knife block, 10 years: ring) rather than a heavy glass dustcatcher. (And sending someone who proofs and edits as part of her job something that so completely violates the company capitalization rules is kinda ironic).
Anyway, a note was enclosed from the Office Manager saying she's trying to get something more (probably a GC), and asking me to take a pic of myself with it to use at a Webex all-hands meeting next week. And I really like her (even without the GC), so apparently I'll be doing my hair and makeup tomorrow (too late today) so I can take a decent pic (with my very heavy dustcatcher).
That captures the feeling nicely. Thank you. :)
Congratulations on your tenacity but
sigh
on the dustcatcher.
I'm just now getting around to looking at the online bra sites I asked people to recommend, and got completely defeated on the very first one when it explained that I needed to actually put a bra on before measuring myself. That is too much work to do before second coffee.
Working from home for almost 7 years now has ruined me on the whole concept of wearing a bra. I deeply resent every time I have to put one on. And now that Tim's nephew is overhauling our backyard for us, I feel obligated to wear a bra when he's over here, and it drive me bonkers.
Working from home for almost 7 years now has ruined me on the whole concept of wearing a bra.
Bras are not really optional for me; even now that I'm not especially busty, I'm incredibly droopy, which ruins the line of pretty much every item of clothing I actually like and feel good and cute in. My girls require some infrastructure.
JZ, start here [link]
Best guide, no bra required!
oh god.. matthew's mom asks "how would you feel if I brought home a kitten or two"
Me: ?!?!?! We have 3 cats that barely get along and we can barely keep up with that and we want.. more?
She wants outdoor cats to kill the snakes and rodents that are infesting.. something.. and something like that. I pointed out we can't just bring home a kitten (from his sisters) and put them outside, they need- shots, they need to stay in side for a bit to acclimate, and they need to get spayed/neutered. And they need shelter. And Penny goes outside so they need to get used to Penny.
Plus there are like 3 tom cats roaming around.
I told her if we rehomed Scrappy to an only cat home then another cat makes sense.
she's also asked me about half a dozen times when I'm going to start roasing the chicken for dinner.. not yet, it's for evening meal and like it's not evening. It doesn't take all day to cook a chicken.
Could you start feeding and t/n/r a tomcat or two and have them be outside cats?
