My friend was just over to visit–I showed her Chicken’s post with the pictures, and whilst I bathed Ladybug, she perused other blog entries. She hit the one where the Cave Troll told me that what he had eaten was most definitely NOT deodorant and said, “Cave Troll–did you eat BOOGERS? How gross!”
I was not in the room, but by her account, he said, “No-its not gross. It’s boogers!” And then he pulled one out and showed it to her.
I’m going to hell for procreating, I just know it!
But otherwise, I have another FO–I’m not even going to try to show them to you, because Big T’s been wearing them all day, and honestly, I’m afraid the camera would break from the odor. Suffice it to say that I finally finished Big T’s camoflage socks–go me! Today, I started immediately on the hat/sockies set for my co-worker–it’s in this sockyarn that’s SOOOOO very beautiful…soft rose, soft blue, soft green…it’s like water colors. LUUUUUUURRRRVVVEEE that Cherry Tree Hill sport-weight.
And other than that? I was going to talk about Fed Ex…but all I can seem to come up with is “The fucking Fed-Ex fuckers fucking fucked me a-fucking-gain.”
*sigh* Obviously I just don’t have enough distance from the crimes of the incompetent fuckers at Fed Ex to even blog about it. I’ll get there. I’ll whip up a blazing post that cooks them at their desks as they sit, without even knowing why or what or how, but in the meantime, suffice it to say that from now on, I’m going UPS.
But, on the work front, I do have some of my mojo back–my snarky department head, after dealing with some pedagogical differences during a work-meeting (yes. the pompous asses in my department really did use the words ‘pedagogical differences’–that wasn’t me making fun of them.) saw me going to the bathroom and said sardonically, “No, Amy–don’t go. We’re gonna have a group hug before this is over.”
To which I replied, “My toddler has eaten all the pit stop in the house and I haven’t worn deodorant in a week. You really don’t want to get that close to me.”
*smirk* Yup–there’ve been some set backs, but the mojo is still there.