Office Work.......

[wegotchickens]

<sigh> We passed 14 dead deer on the interstate today and it made me so sad to think of all that wasted venison jerky.... I love venison jerky.


DH is terribly paranoid about fire, so we can only have a fake tree. The cats love when the tree goes up! They lay under it and play around it. Callie hides her toys in the tree skirt and then 'finds' them again. They are always depressed when DH packs everything back up after New Year's, but he won't leave it up a day further than Jan 1.


We are back home. We crossed into Tennessee and headed into the first little mountain range and my soul heaved a contented sigh. We were still an hour away from the house, but we were home and I was happy.
Illinois was cold and dry and windy. It was so dry that I started having nosebleeds. Now I can't stop sneezing, and I know I'll be ill for a bit from sinus whiplash.

The chickens were all fine, as were the chicks. Little #16, the only naked neck chick, is not growing as fast, but she was last to hatch. I may graduate the others to the coop and keep her and another babe in the garage for a few more days. The partridge showgirl broody in the shed has a chick under her. The silkie partridge has decided to be broody. And the white showgirl was already acting broody. Stupid girls.


I may not be around much next week. My boss has surgery tomorrow, and will be out for 3-6 weeks. he won't be answering the phone this week, so I'll have to route all his calls and e-mails. Actually working at work. Oh the inhumanity.
Sure hope all goes well with my boss, and he heals up quick. Especially since it's prostate cancer. How unfn for his family.

Anyway, ya'll have a good week and try to stay out of trouble

 

[NellaBean]

Tell your boss that expecting you to actually work is unacceptable. My phone has been ringing off the hook all morning, the "red light" (voicemail) is flashing away and the emails keep a coming.....shoot me now.

I am super cranky today. Worse than usual. Run, people, run.....

 

[Orchid]

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Why does this make an image of you on a roof with a sniper rifle come to mind?

I am so flippin tired today. For some unknown reason I could not sleep last night, I bet I got less than 3 hours all told. It was actually a relief to get out of bed this morning, that's how bad it was. I hardly ever don't sleep well and I don't like it one bit!

wegots, try to dash through on your breaks, will you? The place won't be the same without you.

 

[wegotchickens]

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Thanks Orchy.
It's 60 degress in my office, and the paper fairy took a large dump on my desk.
I have a new employee to train who has a large wad of splort between his cheek and gum. I requested that all future employees not dip lest they make me puke on them. The guy who hires rolled his eyes and said, "Bless your heart" which is southern for 'weinie'. The DVD player is screwing with me, loading but refusing to play the DVD's.

Beaner, you distract them all with your powers and I'll whack them with a shovel.

 

[NellaBean]

But but but, *I* want to whack them with the shovel!

I posted this story on a nother thread somewhere for some reason....I think it was the fruit fly thead. ANYWHO, my 2 year old niece loves to play play-doh.........and she waits for you to build something really neat and then reaches over...you think she is going to touch it or pick it up for a closer look.

Nope, she smashes it. No matter how awesome it is........SMASH.

I was making a cute little wiener dog out of play-doh the other night....she kept trying to reach over while I was making it...I would tell her NO, WAIT UNTIL I AM DONE.

And she would pout and say "But...I want to SMASH IT."

What an evil little child.

My mom, sister and her hubby and my niece all went to dinner with me and the boyfriend friday night. My mom had already met him in Vegas labor day weekend but my sister and her hubby/daughter had not. So, they prepared her Friday by telling he she was going to meet Jim....Jimmy Neutron, she asked? LOL.

Of course she didn't really want much to do with him at dinner. Saturday night I was over their house (alone) and while she was eating all of my french fries she asked me "what is Jim doing tonight?". HOW CUTE IS THAT?! Almost softens my little cold black lump of coal that I like to call my heart.


Orchy, that sniper rifle sounds fun......I give you a 5 second head start. Run, run for your life.

 

[wegotchickens]

<whine> but you always get to whack them. I want it to be myyyyyyy turn.

 

[NellaBean]

Speaking of distraction via bargaining powers....I leaned over last night and my bargaining powers hit the space bar and put a space or twelve into my message. I told my boyfriend that my bargaining powers said hi. He was not amused. We also got on the subject of male bargaining powers.....I asked him if his had a name other than loooooonely. I am such a hateful girlfriend.

 

[NellaBean]

Fine, fine Lori...you can whack them this time. But next time, it is my turn.

 

[Orchid]

The Center for Disease Control has issued a medical alert about a highly contagious, potentially
dangerous virus that is transmitted orally, by hand, and even electronically. This virus is called
Weekly Overload Recreational Killer (WORK). If you receive WORK from your boss, any of
your colleagues or anyone else via any means whatsoever - DO NOT TOUCH IT!!! This virus
will wipe out your private life entirely. If you should come into contact with WORK you should
immediately leave the premises.

Take two good friends to the nearest liquor store and purchase one or both of the antidotes -
Work Isolating Neutralizer Extract (WINE) and Bothersome Employer Elimination Rebooter (BEER).
Take the antidote repeatedly until WORK has been completely eliminated from your system.​

 

[wegotchickens]

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Thank you. I need that, because it is f-f-f-frickin' c-c-c-cold in here today (up to 62 n-n-n-n-n-now) and I need exercise t-t-t-t-o w-w-w-warm m-m-m-m-me up!

The p-p-paper fairy did a good job on my d-d-desk, but I'm slowly converting the piles to stack snd then wiping them out.

The trainee still has splort in his mouth. I probably seem like a witch for not bothering to look at him when he's talking to me. It would prolly be more courteous to look at him, gag, and then try and talk s'more....



It's prolly a good thing I'm having a bad day, or I'd be too soft with DD. Her witchy grandmother in NC tried to convince DD she shouldn't need counseling any more, that she should talk to her.... or me. I want DD to be in counseling as long as she feels she's getting something from it, and said so. DD does talk to me, but I'm 'just' the mom. She also tells stuff to the counselor and then combines our advice to decide what she wants to do about any given issue.
She admits when I said the exact same thing as the counselor, and I know she takes my input as seriously as the counselor's.
But I know she also needs that non-partisan feedback and support from the counselor.

I was happy to make plans with DD to minimize the amount of time she spends with the ex's mother

We can't elimiate it, and she agrees with that, but we can make sure it isn't so long a period that she loses her temper.

In the meantime, DD didn't bring home her report card, as requested multiple times. The penalty was no gaming with her buddies this week.
Much as I enjoy our 'buddy' time, I'm not bending on the punishment. Yes, she had a sub for 2 of the 3 days she could've gotten it, but I told her to ask the sub if she could check at the office.

I'm also not taking her to buy new earbuds with her own $ until she cleans her room.