So Funny
I came across this today on Passive Agressive Notes. It cracked me up.
You can’t cry over spilled milk, but what about wine…
This story starts with an entire bottle of wine spilled on my kitchen floor. I heard a dripping sound and thought maybe my dishwasher was acting up, but instead I find a bottle of wine pouring onto my floor. I had to get off the phone with my grandpa, which was drama in itself since he doesn’t hear well and then started mopping up the wine and trying to clean the floor and the table it spilled onto. In all this time, I didn’t really have a chance to be mad because I was too busy reacting to the spill. After I got it cleaned up it was time for My Boys on TBS so I just went about my night.
After My Boys, I went to read some of Cold Tangerines by Shauna Niequist. I did not go to small group this week so I am a little behind. I read a chapter about being angry with someone and how you just need to let it go because really you are only punishing yourself. This was interesting, but I just kind of read through it and moved on. Around eleven I decided to go to sleep. My decision was obviously not the one that was going to win.
Now that my brain had a chance to do what it wanted, all I could think about was how mad I was about the wine. It was a nice bottle of wine, but besides that I was mad at myself for letting it happen and mad at someone else for making it happen. This brought up a whole lot of stuff I was mad about. So I laid in bed for probably an hour being mad and stewing in my own anger. I called my sister and vented hoping that would help, but it didn’t.
As I sat there being mad, all I wanted was for someone to be there to tell me that everything would be okay. There isn’t, so then that mad me sad – then I started crying. About this time, I realized how ridiculous I was being and thought I probably should have read the chapter about anger a little more closely. Seriously.
Then I was thinking about how funny it was that I was now crying all because a bottle of wine spilled. That made me think about the song Radio by Ryan Horne because in part of the song he sings about throwing a bottle of whiskey on the floor. I got to thinking about how that doesn’t make any sense if you think about it literally because who would knowingly cause such a mess. This made me want to hear the song so I went and got my iPod.
This was another mistake – why I thought this would help me finally get to sleep I have no idea. I have never been one to fall asleep listening to music or any other sound. Once I heard that song I wanted to hear another and ended up listening to the whole CD. Then one of the songs made me think about a song by Jack Johnson, so then I listed to a few of his songs. I finally pried the iPod out of my hand about an hour later and finally went to sleep.
Point of the Story – Sometimes I wish my brain had an on/off switch and when it was time for bed you just switched it off and went to sleep.
Photo Stamps
My company is going green so we have a whole new green logo to launch all of our new initiatives. Part of the launch was giving us each 5 postage stamps with the logo on them – and instructions on how we could order more if we so choose. It’s pretty cool how you can just put whatever on a stamp these days.
Watch out if you’re birthday is coming up – you might just get some photo stamps with my picture on them 
You should never roller skate with me…
Last night we went roller skating to celebrate a couple of birthdays. It has been about 9 years since the last time I went skating, but I think I did an okay job. It took a while to get the hang of it again, but I didn’t fall at all until the last time I was trying to leave the rink.
However, I think I am unwittingly a bad luck charm. I have been roller skating exactly 2 times since elementary/middle school skating parties. Both times, someone with me has broken a bone. When I was 18, we went skating and a girl broke her ankle. Last night one of the guys broke his wrist. While I wasn’t anywhere near them when they fell, I kind of feel responsible. For the safety of my friends, maybe I shouldn’t go skating anymore.
I might be a little too demanding today
It’s only about 4:30, but I’ve decided I might have to call it a day. I think if I send one more email to my reps asking them to do stuff for me I might start getting hate mail and darts thrown at my face.
Good Morning
My assistant got promoted yesterday I’d like to take all the credit for it, but she is pretty awesome on her own. They moved one of the other assistants to work with me which is awesome because usually when my assistants switch around I am without one for a while. It’s nice to get one that already here and already trained.
Notes of the Weekend
Friday – I finally saw Sex & the City. I really enjoyed it. It took place over like a year and a half so it was a nice ending the way they wrapped everything up. After the movie we just decided to go back to my friends house and hang out.
Saturday – My brother and I went to a country auction with Summer. She got some good stuff and I was outbid on a dressing table, but it was a pretty neat experience. The auctioneers were pretty funny to listen too. One of my favorite parts of the evening was on the way home while discussing the merits of the auctioneers, Summer said something along the lines of, “I talk a lot, and even I still couldn’t do it” This is very true – Summer does talk a lot, but you can understand everything she says and it doesn’t accidentally cost you any money – which is something I could see happening at an auction.
Sunday – My brother and I ventured down to Stone Mountain for a little while to check it out. I haven’t been since I first moved down here about 4.5 years ago and he hadn’t been since he was around 11. We bought my sister a magnet souvenir of our adventure because we think it will be funny – she has one of Mt. Rushmore so we thought – what the heck.
This was probably one of the more Georgian weekends I’ve had since moving here.
Monday – My assistant is back a day early Yippee. She flies standby and didn’t want to risk not getting back until Friday so she came back yesterday. This was a fantastic surprise this morning.
I can’t get it out of my head
I can’t remember all of this song, which is part of the reason it is driving me crazy – that and the fact that it is a children’s hand slapping song and I’m 27.
…. Straight to
Hello operator, please give me number 9
And if you disconnect me, I’ll kick you from
Behind the refridgerator….
That’s all I’ve got – any one know the rest so maybe I could get it out of my head?
Update 4:45p – My sister told me I should google it – which is something I never think to do, but anyways for those of you who are curious…
Miss Susie had a steamboat
The steamboat had a bell {ding ding}
Miss Susie went to heaven
And the steamboat went to
Hello operator
please give me number nine
and if you disconnect me
I’ll cut off your behind
the ‘frigerator there was a piece of glass
Miss Susie sat upon it and cut her little
ask me no more questions
I’ll tell you no more lies
the boys are in the bathroom
zipping up their
flies are in the meadow,
the bees are in the park
Miss Susie and her boyfriend
are kissing in the
D-A-R-k .. D-A-R-K
Dark Dark
dark is like the movies
the movie’s like a show
a show is like a tv
and that is all I
know, I know my mother
I know, I know my pa
I know, I know my sister
and her 80 meter bra
Forgetting
I have this odd feeling I’m forgetting about something today and it’s just going to sneak up and surprise me. Work is picking up again so I decided to skip the gym over lunch and catch up on some stuff online. Now I feel like maybe I was supposed to do something completely different at lunch time. I hope I’m not forgetting plans with anyone. I know I don’t have supper club tonight, but I can’t for the life of me imagine what it is I’m forgetting. It’s just a weird feeling I’ve had all morning. I hope it’s nothing too important.
