Mmmm, chocolate. And interest charges.
Wow, my posting has gotten sporadic. This week was busy. Again. And again, not fun busy. But here it is on a weekend, and I choose to not work for the next three hours (hello, o’ blessed TV).
Recap commences.
So my doctor has told me to eat more fruit, which I have been doing. Two pieces a day, including oranges, which I never liked before but am now enjoying. Except how long it takes to get to the damn fruit. Anyways, I typically have a banana, and it takes everything in me not to re-create the Colbert banana incident. But, as they say, practice makes perfect and you need to stay in shape. Which is funny if you’ve seen the clip.
Next. On Thursday, I wore a shirt that revealed a little bit more of my cleavage region than I typically do at work. So there they were. All day. I was sitting in my office, when a faculty member came in to talk to me, so he was standing and I was sitting. So he has that perspective. Our conversation:
Me: So what did you think of the first candidate? (we’re searching for a new professor)
Him: I thought he was ok, but I’d like to see what the breast of the committee thinks. **Here is where he turned bright red and shifted his gaze from the ladies up to my eyes for the rest of the conversation. I don’t think he looked away from my face or even blinked for the next five minutes as he contemplated what he had done/said. I’m assuming he meant “rest of the committee.”**
So that was fun.
Next. I attended a birthday shindig the other night, where I was introduced to a great game. I’m not going to sum up the game too much, but you tried to match words/people/events with adjectives. Man, that doesn’t sound fun, does it? But it was. Anyway, I discovered that people other than myself think Tom Hanks is useless. Because he is. He really, really is.
Finally, this cold weather and blechy snow better stop soon. I pushed two cars the other night. They got stuck in my driveway. And it was pretty funny. Maybe just for me.
Oh, finally part two. I saw “The Queen” last night. No, not Tom Cruise (don’t we all have our suspicions?). The movie about the week after Princess Diana’s death. It was ok. But I missed ten minutes of it, as I took a stroll down memory lane remembering my Princess Diana paper doll from the 80s. It rocked. So did my chocolate-covered raisins. By the way, I charged 66 cents last night. Who’s financially stable? Me.
Recap commences.
So my doctor has told me to eat more fruit, which I have been doing. Two pieces a day, including oranges, which I never liked before but am now enjoying. Except how long it takes to get to the damn fruit. Anyways, I typically have a banana, and it takes everything in me not to re-create the Colbert banana incident. But, as they say, practice makes perfect and you need to stay in shape. Which is funny if you’ve seen the clip.
Next. On Thursday, I wore a shirt that revealed a little bit more of my cleavage region than I typically do at work. So there they were. All day. I was sitting in my office, when a faculty member came in to talk to me, so he was standing and I was sitting. So he has that perspective. Our conversation:
Me: So what did you think of the first candidate? (we’re searching for a new professor)
Him: I thought he was ok, but I’d like to see what the breast of the committee thinks. **Here is where he turned bright red and shifted his gaze from the ladies up to my eyes for the rest of the conversation. I don’t think he looked away from my face or even blinked for the next five minutes as he contemplated what he had done/said. I’m assuming he meant “rest of the committee.”**
So that was fun.
Next. I attended a birthday shindig the other night, where I was introduced to a great game. I’m not going to sum up the game too much, but you tried to match words/people/events with adjectives. Man, that doesn’t sound fun, does it? But it was. Anyway, I discovered that people other than myself think Tom Hanks is useless. Because he is. He really, really is.
Finally, this cold weather and blechy snow better stop soon. I pushed two cars the other night. They got stuck in my driveway. And it was pretty funny. Maybe just for me.
Oh, finally part two. I saw “The Queen” last night. No, not Tom Cruise (don’t we all have our suspicions?). The movie about the week after Princess Diana’s death. It was ok. But I missed ten minutes of it, as I took a stroll down memory lane remembering my Princess Diana paper doll from the 80s. It rocked. So did my chocolate-covered raisins. By the way, I charged 66 cents last night. Who’s financially stable? Me.
posted by Ace | 10:18 AM
2 Comments:
I enjoyed your post as follows:
Fruit story: very funny; now I'm going to think of that pretty much every morning. We eat a lot of bananas at our house. But not Colbert-style...
Cleavage story: HILarious! Men have such one-tracked minds.
Credit card story: awesome. I think my lowest charge amount is about $1.30.
Sorry Ace, hate to break it to you but that paperdoll was MINE....not that such a minor detail ever kept you from "borrowing" it...I know this because I actually took the damn thing to a hairstylist once so she could cut my hair like Princess Di's...and it was OH SO FLATTERING.
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