Tuesday, November 22, 2005

I asked...

Me: Do these shoes look O.K with these pants?

Nick: Mom, those pants don't really look good with those pants!

Geesh!!

Friday, November 18, 2005

It's Friday...


And all I want to do is go home and take care of these guys!!




I found them in a box at the beach, waiting for the tide to come in. They just started eating by themselves this week and they are sooo funny!! Nick says I need to get a life, what does he know?!

Wednesday, November 09, 2005

I'm game, are you?

Slap Your Co-Worker Day is coming!!
Tomorrow is the official Slap Your Irritating Co-workers Holiday:

· Do you have a co-worker who talks nonstop about nothing, working your last nerve with tedious and boring details that you don't give a damn about?

Do you have a co-worker who ALWAYS screws up stuff creating MORE work for you?

Do you have a co-worker who kisses so much booty, you can look in their mouth and see what your boss had for lunch?

Do you have a co-worker who is SOOO obnoxious, when he/she enters a room, everyone else clears it?

Well, on behalf of Ike Turner, I am so very very glad to officially announce tomorrow as SLAP YOUR IRRITATING CO-WORKER DAY!

There are the rules you must follow:*

You can only slap one person per hour - no more.
* You can slap the same person again if they irritate you again in the same day.
* You are allowed to hold someone down as other co-workers take their turns slapping the irritant.
* No weapons are allowed...other than going upside somebody's head with a stapler or a hole-puncher.
Now, study the rules, break out your list of folks that you want to slap the living day lights out of and get to slapping.....and have a great day!!!

Friday, November 04, 2005

Dumb things come out of my mouth every day!

This afternoon my co-worker was reading me an article online. The article was about a dentist that cut his own finger off in order to win $1.2 million in a lawsuit. That started the oh-so-intelligent discussion about whether or not we would cut off our finger for a million dollars. Some of the guys said “yes” and all of the women said “no”, except for me.
I merely said, “ Given the right circumstances, like a doctor present and the million dollars at my feet, I would probably do it.”
That sent everyone into this stupid discussion about what kind of circumstances would make people do such a thing. One of my co-workers turned to me and said, “What would someone want with your finger anyway?”
My witty and oh-so-intelligent reply: “Probably make soup, you know- finger soup, to go with the hair pie!”

Geez I’m dumb! I really looked dumb because I couldn’t help but laugh at myself.