Dirty Laundry

When you wear a white shirt to work and then spill orange juice all down your front at eight-thirty in the morning, your day is pretty much ruined, right?

Not if your boss has a washer/dryer in his private bathroom. Booyah!

One hour later...cleaner shirt than i showed up to work in.

I heart carbs

Yesterday we had an executive committee meeting--I am the offical caterer for this meeting. I dutifully went and got breakfast from Einstein's, however, only one person partook of said breakfast. Thus, one dozen bagels at my disposal.

Now, i love, love, love bagels. So you can imagine my sheer joy at this prospect.

I have subsequently eaten two bagels a day (breakfast and lunch...would probably eat one for dinner if Chris would let me). Mix this with a desk job. Not good. So, those of you who thought I was chubby before--you ain't seen nothing yet.

Lunch

Sometimes when I don't have enough time to go home for lunch, I like to walk around Costco and eat the free samples.

I'm white trash, and I like it.

It's Hammock Time

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We recently acquired a new hammock, thanks to Brent, Nicole, and the lovely people of El Salvador. We have enjoyed Sunday afternoon naps and such on it. Notice also the lush natural foliage of our backyard. What else could you ask for?

You know you're an adult when..

...seven a.m is sleeping in
...your free time consists of visiting teaching and cleaning your house
...if you don't get to bed by ten thirty, you have a mental breakdown
...going to the gym is a treat
...your boss is on speed dial
...you spend hours a day on the computer writing emails to people about policies and procedures you really have no idea about

When did I become an adult? lame.