Email Etiquette

It is completely unsettling to me when I get a ridiculously rude email that ends in a cute little tagline like “"I am fairly certain that given a cape and a nice tiara, I could save the world”.

Negative, sister. I think you are more apt to receive a broomstick than a tiara…

When your tagline contradicts the way in which you interact or the content of your message… go ahead and delete!

Blabbity Bla On My Bloggity Blog

1.) I have a hard time determining the difference between a gas attack and an appendicitis attack. I am fairly certain that at the gym this morning, it was the former, because I am feeling perfectly fine at the moment. Even though, admittedly, the first thought that ran through my mind was, "Oh shit... my appendix just ruptured...".

2.) I am totally jealo of my big bro that lives in London... because even though he "could give a flying asscrack about Will and Kate and their fairytale wedding", I would totally be one of the people camping out right now. The fact that he gets to live there is a total waste of occupancy in my opinion.

3.) Anytime someone looks at you strangely and way too excitedly says "Oh my goodness, I love that shirt!!!... I feel like that is a lie.

4.) I am currently suffering from seasonal affective disorder, which has only been compounded by the rain that is making my hair retarded and the fact that I have no cute clothes to wear. Throw in my head cold and I am ticking time bomb...

Award Winning

If my office handed out awards, I would totally get the loudest noseblower award today...

I have a bad cold and my nose is totally raw thanks to the one ply toilet paper I consistently steal from the bathroom to cut out Kleenex purchases from my budget and I just heard somebody yell, "What the hell was that?!".

It is a little hard to be mad at the blue chip eater and the gum popper when I sound like an Elephant, though... so while my nose feels like it is going to fall off, my attitude towards office staff has improved...

Busy Little Bee

At the end of moving day, I was about to dramatically throw myself on the floor and declare that I couldn't do it anymore... In fact, I did dramatically declare... in my very whiniest voice... that I was a girl and I shouldn't have to do thing like move big dressers up the stairs. But, thanks to boyfriends coaching and encouragement (and I was pretty sure, since I was annoying myself, I was annoying him and I couldn't afford for him to leave), I zipped it up and didn't quit and I am officially moved in to my amazingly beautiful new place!

I seriously love it!

But, I didn't have a ton of time to enjoy it though, because Wednesday I had to fly to Detroit, the angriest city in the United States, for work. I didn't think they seemed angry, though. In fact, it was a pretty good trip and people were pretty nice!

Earlier this week, I was so distracted by work and my move, that I took two different shoes with me to the gym and to make matters worse... they were both right footers... so I couldn't even make it work. I hate when I do that! I seems like I have been running like a chicken with my head cut off.

But, now my shoes match, I am home, the weather is beautiful, I had a Bloody Mary for breakfast this morning and I have no dressers that need to be carried up a flight of stairs.