YUM. I just ate some junk food, kettle chips. A whole bag (only 16 oz., not too bad) went pretty quick. Mmm, salt. Carbs. Salt. Carbs. Mmmmmmm. I wonder if the vending machine has any kettle chips?
Drat. This can only mean one thing! HORMONES! PMS. WOO HOO. This means I get to spend the next couple of days devouring everything in site, crying, feeling overly tired and like everyone hates me, talking to myself in the mirror in an attempt to fend of any impending migraine pain and yet more eating! Hey, at least the eating part isn't so bad. I generally use it as an excuse to eat what I want, because I've earned the right to much out once in a while. It's my consolitation prize dammit!
So life is pretty dandy, I am finally getting some time to work on the yard. Friday afternoon, I have a date with Kristen to go flower shopping and I'm going to get a crash course in "Landscaping 101." I have a vision for my yard and while it may take some time achieve, perhaps even a few years, it's going to be worth it in the end. Plus, C brought me home a sooprize for my garden! It's a fairy, hiding under a mushroom. I love it, so cute. C and I were joking about the falic nature of mushrooms and this fairy seems quite infatuated with her mushroom. I wonder if anyone else will get that vibe from it or if it's just us:)
Darn, no kettle chips in the vending machine. Lots of chocolate and cheetos. Hmmmmmm, chocolate. To bad there's no peanut brittle, they should put peanut brittle in vending machines. Write your congressmen.
Work is busy as ever, except I am playing the waiting game with the client. In this particular case, I will have about 6 weeks to complete 3 projects varying in size from large to working-weekends mode, yet I do not have what i need from the client in order to proceed. They are waiting from their clients...muddled communication stream at best as you can see. Today, I am sitting here bouncing my knee in anticipating of the email that says "Here you go, now get moving woman!" Hurry up and wait. Jump when we say jump and not before! Ha ha, silly clients. What they don't know is that we are slowly, but very surely, preening and grooming these clients to behave like the rest of our companies clients. It will probably take a good year or more to really get them on the same kilter, it's taken them 7 years to become such misbehaved little children, it will take a while to whip that out of them. As much as I'd prefer not to go this route as I despise 'games', what I have learned is that sometimes I just have let them think it was their idea first and take the high road and move on. I'm not known for quality tech support for nothin' ya know!
Weekend is full of soccer games, one both days. Soccer takes up at least half the day, in this case all day on Sunday as we'll be driving to Fort Collins (2 hours or so from where we live) for a 1:30 game.
I have been watching aire fare online, I must say, it's quite cheap to fly if you are going the 'right' place at the 'right' time. Keeping Max's TN flight open ended is going to be expensive, but that's ok. He's worth it and he'll have a great time, I want it to be a comfortable experience for him. I've also been looking at concerts, I'd like to take him to a show this summer...but of course it has to be just the right one or else he'll get freaked.
There have been some wicked thunderstoms this past few days, I love spring rain in Colorado. It's so gorgeous and dramatic. Just my type!
Okkkkkkkkkaaaaaaaaaaaaay, I guess I'd better try to get some work done before the end of the day. But I am sort of stuck, I think being at home and playing Magic Match with a large bowl of kettle chips would be a much nicer way to spend my afternoon. Except after work we have tutoring and then a make up game at 5:45. Go Avalanche (Max's Soccer Team)
Oh...before I go, there's a great article in The Westword about censorship. Check it out.
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