Friday, September 28, 2007


I love that we have wonderful friends who share with us. I wouldn't trade it for the world ...

But I would like it if they wouldn't share their colds! :P

Wow ... my head is pounding. So hard it woke me up at 3 am. I took some tylenol. It's been 4 hours and now my head is back ...


In other news - mom's sewing work is finally finished! And if I get down there tonight and she says one thing, even the tiniest peep, about me doing more for her - I think I'll scream. Her list: 2 roman shades, 6 curtains (maybe 8 ... those are the ones I'm worried about coming up tonight), 4 pillows recovered, one bench pad cover, and two decorative bed pillow shams all made from scratch. 3 sets of pre-made curtains hemmed. I think I put about 40 hours of work in on all her stuff. And don't get me wrong here - I'd do it again. I love sewing and the fabrics mom picked out were beautiful and (mostly) easy to work with. I'd just prefer to not have 2 other jobs going at the same time. I'm not a fan of large, long-term, tons of time projects when I can't take any time off from another job.

In other other news - I love my job! I really love it! Things are really rolling. We had a great tradeshow last weekend and signed on 13 new consultants. Woo hoo! We're going to another show next weekend and I bet we can double our sign on rate! (At least, that'd be awesome!) I finally feel like I'm not dazed, confused, or lost at work. I have a good grasp on what's going on ... and it only took me like 7 weeks. That's not so bad right?

In other other other news - I have my first larger scale party this weekend. My hostess says she has 5 orders waiting for me and 4 definite rsvps. She also says that several women really want to come, they just have to remember to ... I know how that goes. All in all, I'm betting there will be probably 8-10 women there. That will make for a wonderful afternoon!

In other other other other news - I slept in again today. So I REALLY have to go. I'm supposed to leave for work in only 28 mins and I'm still sitting here typing in my pjs. Oh no! Only 27 mins now ... what to wear ... what to wear ...

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

I lauged so hard I cried ... and at work none-the-less!

Men - THIS is what takes us so long (and why we don't go alone)... so just hush already :P

When you have to visit a public bathroom, you usually find a line of women, so you smile politely and take your place. Once it's your turn, you checkfor feet under the stall doors. Every stall is occupied.
Finally, a door opens and you dash in, nearly knocking down the woman leaving the stall.
You get in to find the door won't latch. It doesn't matter, the wait has been so long you are about to wet your pants! The dispenser for the modern "seat covers" (invented by someone's Mom, no doubt) is handy, but empty.
You would hang your purse on the door hook, if there was one, but there isn't - so you carefully, but quickly drape it around your neck, (Mom would turn over in her grave if you put it on the FLOOR!), yank down your pants, and assume " The Stance."
In this position your aging, toneless thigh muscles begin to shake. You'd love to sit down, but you certainly hadn't taken time to wipe the seat or lay toilet paper on it, so you hold "The Stance.")
To take your mind off your trembling thighs, you reach for what you discover to be the empty toilet paper dispenser. In your mind, you can hear your mother's voice saying, "Honey, if you had tried to clean the seat, you would have KNOWN there was no toilet paper!" Your thighs shake more.You remember the tiny tissue that you blew your nose on yesterday - the one that's still in your purse. (Oh yeah, the purse around your neck, that now, you have to hold up trying not to strangle yourself at the same time). That would have to do. You crumple it in the puffiest way possible. It's still smaller than your thumbnail.
Someone pushes your door open because the latch doesn't work. The door hits your purse, which is hanging around your neck in front of your chest, and you and your purse topple backward against the tank of the toilet.
"Occupied!" you scream, as you reach for the door, dropping your precious, tiny, crumpled tissue in a puddle on the floor, lose your footing altogether, and slide down directly onto the TOILET SEAT. It is wet of course. You bolt up, knowing all too well that it's too late. Your bare bottom has made contact with every imaginable germ and life form on the uncovered seat because YOU never laid down toilet paper - not that there was any, even if you had taken time to try. You know that your mother would be utterly appalled if she knew, because, you're certain her bare bottom never touched a public toilet seat because, frankly, dear, "You just don't KNOW what kind of diseases you could get."
By this time, the automatic sensor on the back of the toilet is so confused that it flushes, propelling a stream of water like a fire hose against the inside of the bowl that sprays a fine mist of water that covers your butt and runs down your legs and into your shoes. The flush somehow sucks everything down with such force that you grab onto the empty toilet paper dispenser for fear of being dragged in too.
At this point, you give up. You're soaked by the spewing water and the wet toilet seat. You're exhausted. You try to wipe with a gum wrapper you found in your pocket and then slink out inconspicuously to the sinks.
You can't figure out how to operate the faucets with the automatic sensors, so you wipe your hands with spit and a dry paper towel and walk past the line of women still waiting.
You are no longer able to smile politely to them. A kind soul at the very end of the line points out a piece of toilet paper trailing from your shoe.
(Where was that when you NEEDED it??) You yank the paper from your shoe, plunk it in the woman's hand and tell her warmly, "Here, you just might need this."
As you exit, you spot your hubby, who has long since entered, used, and left the men's restroom. Annoyed, he asks, "What took you so long, and why is your purse hanging around your neck?"

It finally explains to the men what really does take us so long. It also answers their other commonly asked questions about why women go to the restroom in pairs. It's so the other gal can hold the door, hang onto your purse and hand you Kleenex under the door!

Saturday, September 08, 2007

Henne's Mysterious Injury

Amazing how the Michigan trainers and locker room are so cryptic when talking about Henne's "injury" today.

I have a theory ... he's hiding in the locker room because he hurt his ovaries.

I'm 99.9% sure that's the real injury.

Go Oregon!

0-2 and on the road to 0-12 ...

Ahh ... true joy for a Buckeye to bask in ...


Tuesday, September 04, 2007


The curtains are finished.

Woo Hoo!

I am however, exhausted. I didn't finish till almost 9:30 last night. Which, wouldn't be an issue normally ... but the last curtains were finished in Columbus and the very last one I HAD to be at mom's to do because I didn't want to string the Roman shade without it hanging in the window. So ... it was almost 10 when we left Columbus. And therefore, was midnight before we got home. Yeah. All that got done last night was unloading the car.

I did a small load of laundry at 6 am this morning so that I could have something to wear to work today. I thought I was okay on clothes ... I was wrong ...

I'm really rambling right now ...

I'm really tired. It's almost 1 ... that means just 4 more hours of work. But I'm having issues hitting the correct keys on my keyboard to make this say what I'm going for ...

hmm ...

I have a TON of work to do once I get home ... And I really just want to sleep.

Oh well ...

I'm overwhelmed right now. There's such a big part of me that just wants everything to go away. But I know that's just because I'm tired from this past weekend.

West Virginia was good. It was nice to see people. I'm bummed we couldn't stay longer ... but I know it's best that we went there and back on Sunday. It was a long day ... but better for us that way. Donna (Tyler's mom) is having a catalog party for me over the next couple of weeks. I hope it goes well.

Okay ...

I turned the lights off in here while I was "at lunch" ... I should turn them back on ... I have an appointment coming in at 1:30 ...