Three months out from your 30th isn't too far ahead to start planning is it? So far, there's a trip to the Dominican in the works and I found out today that my favorite comedian Jon Reep will be in Clayton on October 23rd! Birthday tickets please! Clayton apparently has a civic center. Go figure.
Please take a moment to enjoy my favorite bit.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Thursday, June 24, 2010
An Email to My Co-workers
Dear Friends,
Throughout the sands of times, there have been many champions distinguished by exceptional courage and nobility and strength who have faced an evil agency whose glory was found in our hero’s destruction - Gadget and Dr. Claw, Optimus Prime and Magatron, Cinderella and the Ugly Stepsisters, Rapport and the BP Zone.
I have my own arch nemesis – the MMC candy jar. Yes. You now know who stole the candy from the candy jar. As I walk to the Situation Room, it whispers its teasing taunts from behind its cabinet door offering ‘just one little indulgence of chocolate, caramel, nougat, peanut goodness.’ One piece leads to another that leads to another. Next thing you know, I’ve fallen off the wagon and headed into a downward spiral of flat belly destruction.
Why should you care, you ask? Because every Batman needs a Robin. Someone to hold them accountable and to keep them in check. Still, why should you care, you ask? Because I’m offering an incentive. Should you catch me pilfering from that jar or its friend The Candy Closet, I will pay out to you $10. Yes. I’m that serious.
We must have courage, Friends. We can’t ignore the danger. We must conquer it.
Thank you for your support.
Throughout the sands of times, there have been many champions distinguished by exceptional courage and nobility and strength who have faced an evil agency whose glory was found in our hero’s destruction - Gadget and Dr. Claw, Optimus Prime and Magatron, Cinderella and the Ugly Stepsisters, Rapport and the BP Zone.
I have my own arch nemesis – the MMC candy jar. Yes. You now know who stole the candy from the candy jar. As I walk to the Situation Room, it whispers its teasing taunts from behind its cabinet door offering ‘just one little indulgence of chocolate, caramel, nougat, peanut goodness.’ One piece leads to another that leads to another. Next thing you know, I’ve fallen off the wagon and headed into a downward spiral of flat belly destruction.
Why should you care, you ask? Because every Batman needs a Robin. Someone to hold them accountable and to keep them in check. Still, why should you care, you ask? Because I’m offering an incentive. Should you catch me pilfering from that jar or its friend The Candy Closet, I will pay out to you $10. Yes. I’m that serious.
We must have courage, Friends. We can’t ignore the danger. We must conquer it.
Thank you for your support.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Faux Jack Rogers
I was ordering my bridesmaid shoes for Lori's wedding and was excited to see that target.com has the faux Jack Rogers back in stock. I tried to get them a while back and their was nada. I ordered them in gold to get free shipping on my other shoes and...uh...'cuz I ain't about to use the equivalant of my monthly gas allowance on a pair of sandals. Maybe a purse, but not sandals. Use code: MT9ZC7RW at checkout to save 10%! I love an exciting deal! (Maybe I shouldn't be telling people my shoes are fake?)
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
We Gotta Make a Change
That's what 2Pac said and that's what I'm doing.
Last time I was around, I announced that I was hiring a trainer. Well, thanks to this guy, I'm down seven pounds and 6% body fat. Holler!
There's been some ups (and a down) and I'm learning a lot about myself in the whole process (which I promise to share if I can get 2 seconds of free time). But, all in all, I've enjoyed the experience and can't wait for the guns to really blow up!
PS - He's not a scary as he looks although, he does have this sick enjoyment of making me run up a hill with 16 lbs. Yea. I said 16 lbs. Don't mess with me.
Last time I was around, I announced that I was hiring a trainer. Well, thanks to this guy, I'm down seven pounds and 6% body fat. Holler!
There's been some ups (and a down) and I'm learning a lot about myself in the whole process (which I promise to share if I can get 2 seconds of free time). But, all in all, I've enjoyed the experience and can't wait for the guns to really blow up!
PS - He's not a scary as he looks although, he does have this sick enjoyment of making me run up a hill with 16 lbs. Yea. I said 16 lbs. Don't mess with me.
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