"The fly 'em in there like a piece of meat on wheels."
-Kathie
"How would you describe my personality? Somber, Jovial or Irritated?"
-Adam
"You should stand up and say, That is IDI-OTIC!"
-Adam
"I should get into education. I would get in there and roll some f-in' heads"
-Adam
Friday, May 11, 2007
Wednesday, May 9, 2007
Poor baby
It occurred to me today at lunch when my co-workers were talking about their babies crying themselves to sleep, that I cried myself to sleep last night.
I was completely worn out after making it home at 3:00 a.m. yesterday morning due to a delayed flight. I had to get up at 6:30 to make it to work on time.
Last night I started to watch Boston Legal and drifted off somewhere in the middle of the show. I woke up to the news. They were showing images of the tornado damage in Greensburg, and ran the names of the people who died. All of a sudden I started sobbing.
I don't remember stopping crying and I don't remember falling asleep. So I guess I cried myself to sleep.
I was completely worn out after making it home at 3:00 a.m. yesterday morning due to a delayed flight. I had to get up at 6:30 to make it to work on time.
Last night I started to watch Boston Legal and drifted off somewhere in the middle of the show. I woke up to the news. They were showing images of the tornado damage in Greensburg, and ran the names of the people who died. All of a sudden I started sobbing.
I don't remember stopping crying and I don't remember falling asleep. So I guess I cried myself to sleep.
Thursday, May 3, 2007
I think I'll wear my hair curly.
Tonight I asked Adam if he ever looks at me and whatever I'm doing and thinks, what the hell? Why does she do it that way?
He had the most perfect response I could have ever imagined. He said, "When we were in Colorado at Christmas time, you unwrapped the candies for your dessert, like four hours before you needed to."
I love that that was the thing that stuck with him. That was the thing he remembered enough to bring up at this very moment.
He also doesn't get why I use a spatula/flipper to chop up the meat when I'm browning hamburger. He prefers a wooden spoon. What the hell?
He had the most perfect response I could have ever imagined. He said, "When we were in Colorado at Christmas time, you unwrapped the candies for your dessert, like four hours before you needed to."
I love that that was the thing that stuck with him. That was the thing he remembered enough to bring up at this very moment.
He also doesn't get why I use a spatula/flipper to chop up the meat when I'm browning hamburger. He prefers a wooden spoon. What the hell?
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