Well done, Connie!

Maybe now they'll stop with the annual reviews that go "Your work is perfect and you are one of the best people in our company at doing what you do. But if you want to advance you need to do more."

Maybe now they'll stop with the annual reviews that go "Your work is perfect and you are one of the best people in our company at doing what you do. But if you want to advance you need to do more."

Ha. "We gave you that raise, now what are you doing to be worthy of it?"

It's one reason I like working for big companies, preferably owned by an out-of-state firm. Managerial guilt-tripping is much less than when dealing with purely local companies. Mormon culture is big on "I'm above you in the hierarchy, of course I'm smarter and better than you" and "We know you're getting away wtih whatever you can unless we keep watch on you, because that's what we're doing."

I know from personal experience that if you wear loose-fitting socks, you can kind of indent the part where the Zori-strap goes next to the big toe.

Of course, if you are one of those people that Stuff Between Your Toes Drives You Insane, it's just more stuff between your toes to drive you insaner.

I do have a significant problem with what's called Sensory Processing, especially things like rings and bracelets and headbands, and OMG don't get me started about soda. But I can tolerate stuff between my toes just fine.

There are lots of things happening and lots of things to say and I don't have the words for most of them, so I'm just going to let you all know that today my five year old (Matilda) asked if we could go to Humpback Steakhouse for dinner.

There are also tabi socks ... a bit less complicated than the socks where you have to get all five toes into the right pocket.

For those playing along at home, I still can't eat popcorn. No, not even if it is a teeny bag of smart food.

Thank you for sharing that, Gris.

I would like to go to Humpback Steakhouse and/or eat popcorn for dinner.

Humpback Steakhouse does sound good, as does popcorn. I don't think I want whale steak though.

I've just signed up for dog training class for me and Skinner. He is too enthusiastic for me to have a good time walking with him. It is far more expensive up here than it is at home where there are multiple next to nothing classes offered by various park systems. But I am not in Florida, and my sister is taking her new dog too so good sisterly times.

Cleaning up my computer that I only really use as a media computer connected to my not so smart tv. It used to be used for business stuff so there are a bunch of unneeded programs. Computer cleaning is so much less work on the body than house cleaning.

We have vaguely tried to go to Popeye's twice yesterday and today, and even at 8PM and 3:30PM, the drive-through line has circled the building. I know there's a big thing about the sandwich, but seriously?