Oh yeah!

And they all paid with checks. After digging through their purses, after the order had been rung up, trying to find the checkbook.

Oblivious middle-aged woman night

Ever noticed that there is a certain type of person in the grocery store, depending on what time you shop?

Late at night - usually young people (late teens, early 20's), Sunday mornings - whole families, weekdays at 5 - career types picking up dinner.

Well, Sunday evenings at my grocery store at least, appear to be for oblivious, self-absorbed 40 somethings. I walked down aisles trying to pick up a few little things (I just want a box of couscous and a couple of limes!) and everywhere I went I bumped into women meandering. Pushing their carts down the middle of the aisles, weaving side to side as they think of things they need. I got barricaded in the bakery because one woman had turned her cart sideways blocking one aisle, and as I turned around to go the other way around the table full of sourdough a woman came up with her cart and turned it sideways blocking the other direction! I had to turn completely around and go back through the cheese.

Maybe some of the free samples they were giving out last night were drugged. Because I have never seen so many people behaving the exact same way, who were approximately the same age, at the exact same time in the grocery store.

Oh dear

I'm not sure what I said in my sleep last night, but it was probably unusual. I was having a dream that my "brother" had died and I was distraught. I don't have a brother by the way. And the brother in my dream was a man I used to work with. Rather distrurbing. When I finally convinced myself to wake up, tears were streaming down my cheeks, and my pillow was soaked. I'm not really sure what all that was about, but maybe my kickboxing class last night was a little too much for me.

What's going on?

Last night we watched Joe Schmo, a completely addicting non-reality "reality show." This poor man is in a house with 7 actors who are trying desparately to convince him that everything going on is real. This is the third week we've watched, and it's like a giant practical joke that you're in on. The funniest part is watching the actors trying to stay in character or keep from laughing when some new plot twist is revealed. Matt, the main man who is the only one not in on the scheme tends to have these incredible reactions when some new "kink" occurs. He makes the greatest faces, and seems completely confused by the new wrinkles. It reminds me actually of a gag from another great show Trigger Happy TV, in which a person is walking through a hedge maze, and two people dressed up as walls from the maze slowly move closer and closer and hedge the hapless victim in. Watching Matt is like watching those people's reactions. "I know I just came this way, and yet everything has completely changed on me."

Last night, though, we actually watched this show with Andy's mom, younger brother, and grandparents. It happened to be the raunchiest episode yet. Quite a bit of male nudity, a plot twist was thrown in that two of the actors had "slept together" and were being very graphic about it. Every new little bit of potty humor that at home would have made me die laughing, was causing me to inch further and further down into my seat.

Oh well, it's still incredibly funny televsion, just now everyone thinks I have no taste.

Sounds like somebody's got a case of the Mondays

Everyone around here is edgy today. It must be a combination of Monday, the corporate auditors who are here, the new employees asking 80 million questions, the internet and email servers running slow as molasses, and just some general bad vibes.

I hope it'll clear up soon, but right now, if I get one more "Do I dial 9 with the fax machine?" from the same man who's worked here 6 months, and blatantly ignores the HUGE FREAKING SIGN hanging above the fax with instructions....someone will lose a head.

In an Izzy tizzy

Really people. We're going to have some rain for a while. And it's going to be a little gusty. Did we have to close the government, shut down the Metro, and cancel school for two days??

Barbara Manateeeeeeeeee

You're the one for me!!!!

Ok, I admit. I'm a Veggie Tales fan.

But I blame Tiggs, it's all her fault.

My, what a big bed we have!

Andy's at a conference this week and it's been a little lonely around the house. I took the day off yesterday for a dentist appointment and then had my annual cleaning frenzy. The whole house smells like some sort of cleaning fluid. Including the dog. But after a long day I settled into bed. And tossed, and turned. And scootched, and flip-flopped. Nothing seemed quite comfy. About 3 AM I woke up, for about the 5th time that evening, and found myself cold and curled into a little ball. In the middle of the bed. Sideways.

Apparently without someone else there I have no sense of direction while I sleep. Funny, I never used to have this sort of problem.

So hurry home sweetie. I don't sleep well without knowing you're here to listen to me snore.

No, I haven't fallen off the earth

Things have been busy at work, but nothing exciting enough to warrant a post. Well, there was the crazy lady that was hired 7 weeks ago and has now left the company...But unless you know the parties involved, and are interested in petty office politics, it really doesn't make for much of a story. So things are going along as normal: work, home, gym (sometimes), sleep. Interesting enough to me, but probably not to the rest of you out there. Andy already told you about our lack of power, and I think he'd probably flog me if I told you about his sleep talking the other morning.

Life goes on. We will interrupt for updates as they occur.