What I'm thinking about

I am sick, and miserable, and exhausted. But here I am, at work, trying to keep my spirits up. What I seriously hate most about being sick is that it completely ruins any fun that playing hooky from work would usually involve. Monday I left work early in the afternoon, feeling crappy ever since returning from lunch, and then didn’t go in at all yesterday. Well, I swear, yesterday was the most boring, uneventful, depressing day I have had ever. I thought it would be fun and relaxing to spend the day on the couch, watching movies and soap operas and Regis and Kelly. However, being as I was actually sick, I did not truely enjoy any of this. Simple tasks like changing the channel or getting up to fill my waterbottle took every ounce of motivation and energy in my body to accomplish. Sucky. What a waste of PTO.

I’m feeling a bit better today, and I have meetings this afternoon, so that is why I’m here.

So all the old men at my office are constantly striking up conversations with me about Garrision Keillor because I have one of those Dwight (from The Office) bobbleheads. I’ve always found it incredibly annoying having to try to explain why I would have a television show character’s bobblehead on my desk because none of them “get” The Office, but I had never actually taken the time to do a comparison of the two, and holy crap, the old guys are totally right. The resemblence is UNCANNY! Check it.

I just had to get out of the house last night, and since Dan had a fantasy football draft, I called up my mom to see if she wanted to go see a movie. So we saw Becoming Jane, which I was formerly on the fence about. I am a die-hard obsessor of all things Jane Austen, and Anne Hathaway just didn’t seem good enough for her, not to mention the fact that the trailers I had seen looked absolutely terrible. But of course I couldn’t not see it, and I’m glad we went, because it was pretty incredible. Now I want to go watch Pride and Prejudice, or even go read it again. Or rent the Colin Firth mini-series. Or all of the above. Swoon.

I’m going to a wedding this weekend in Sandusky, Ohio. I don’t know what there is to do in Sandusky, Ohio, but it should be interesting. We’re making the 14 hour drive in a coach bus driven by the friend or brother or cousin or neighbor or college roommate or something of someone related to someone related to Dan. We have entrusted this person with our lives. Scary. Also, we heard a rumor that there will be NO STOPS on the trip, which, if true, will be absolutely dreadful. How is this possible? So we’re supposed to pack lunches? And we’re supposed to poop in the little bathroom at the back of the bus? WHAT?!!! Also, drinking is allowed on the bus, and this side of the family is known for their sometimes “excessive” drinking habits. Case in point: our wedding. Not only did his uncle literally have some sort of table-war during dinner in which they threw around the little pink M&M’s we had spent hours carefully packaging in cute little white boxes which were carefully tied with cute little pink ribbons, but his cousin was actually drunk enough to pinch the bottoms of a few bridesmaids on the dance floor. So we will soon see what this weekend has in store for us. I’m sure the wedding will be beautiful, and I have a super cute dress that I bought at the beginning of the summer that I finally get to wear, I’m just a little nervous about getting there in once piece. We will see… dun dun dun.

Good things

Lots of good things happening in my world lately, but I have to start with the most awesome: FREE coffee at work. Not only is this FREE coffee FREE, but it is really ridiculously tasty FREE coffee. There had been much grumbling around the office after one of my co-workers returned from some training out east with some very unsettling information – that they all had free coffee out there! Wait, that’s totally underselling it, let me re-phrase that. They had full out espresso machines and starbucks coffee out there. For free. We of course all cried foul immediately, and in the months that followed rumors of this free-coffee-coming-soon-to-an-employee-kitchen-near-you ran rampant throughout cubicle land. Funny what things actually instill passion and excitement in an office, huh? Anyway, as I have already stated, they weren’t just rumors, and we now have delicious free coffee coming out of our ears. Also, hot tea, hot chocolate, caramel swirl drinks, it is CRAZY!!! They really went all out. However no espresso machine, but I’ll take what I can get.

Cool thing number two in my world was my birthday, which was on Sunday, and which I milked for all I possibly could for the last week. Poor Dan. However he did put his foot down just once, by refusing to do the one thing that I wanted to do on my actual birthday. He wouldn’t go see Hairspray with me. The nerve. ;) Actually it was a wonderful birthday, and I had a great weekend. We went out with friends Friday night, hit up one of my favorite places, and proceeded to drink way too much. My brother-in-law bought me a shot, which managed to both surprise and disgust me by actually being spicy. He informed me after I took it that it was a prairie fire, i.e. tequila and tobasco sauce… yuck. Here is the aftermath:



I did end up drinking too much that night. Dan of course told me the next day that I was wholly irritating, stubborn and nonsensical in everything that I said. One thing I will say, is that I have this strange drunken habit of finding the ONE person who is not drinking ANYTHING and striking up a long and ridiculous conversation with them. Poor Corey. Liz, be sure to tell him I’m sorry. I am completely embarassed. Also, I smoked a cigarette. The first since, I dunno, 1984. Well, not really, I was three years old in 1984. But it’s definitely been a looooong time. I think I was trying to impress Betsy’s sister and brother, Abb and Tom. Hopefully I succeeded. Because smoking is the coolest. The best way to make people like you. Tell that to your children.

I have lots of these pictures… basically of me hugging the crap out of my friends. I love you guys, but you all know I am not much of a hugger. So yea. Drunk.



And finally, one of my favorite couples got engaged on Saturday, and I am so happy for them! Unfortunately, it had to be the day AFTER I drunkenly berated poor Andy for taking too long to pop the question. Poor guy. Bets – did he tell you that we were driving him so crazy that he broke down and told Dan that night that he had the ring and was going to ask you? I’m so glad Dan was able to keep that secret, because it was so much better hearing it from you. Anyway, here’s the happy couple, the night before they were engaged. So romantic. ;) Contratulations Bets... I can't wait to help you plan... and shop!