Sarah’s big OHMYGAHICANNOTBELIEVEIDIDTHAT quote of the day:

(Speaking about his cell phone)

Boss: Sarah, I’m gonna need a bigger one.  This one’s too small.

Me:  Heh.  If I had a nipple for every time I’ve said that..

I am way too overdressed today.  We were GOING to have a very big meeting today, with lots of government people coming over to see this new piece of hardware or something or other, but it was canceled.  So I am wasting my cute little outfit on just the same ole nitwits I see, day in and day out.

So I thought that, for Halloween, I could be Princess Fiona.  I’ve already got the hair extension.  But I can’t find a decent costume.  All of them are from Shrek 2, which is a bland dress.  I want the bright emerald green from Shrek 1, and no one carries it anymore.  So no Fiona for me.

Back to the drawing board.

IT IS SO QUIET HERE TODAY. 

I will be appearing in "A Christmas Light" at Renaissance this winter, playing Claire, the sassy waitress who sings.  A lot.  Mark your calendars: we’ve got three weekends running, so there’s no excuse not to see it.

I have leftover chinese at home that I am drooling over.

I’m fighting with our corporate accounting today.  There is one guy that I support who just moved here, and getting his relocation expenses paid was a three month nightmare, but finally got finished.  Now, they’re charging his credit card $11K for travel (that never occurred) TWICE in September.  And all they can say is, "Well, someone charged it."

Uhh.. okay, genious with a j.  WE didn’t.

DO YOUR JOB.

So, we learned late last night.. asking the Dad’s permission is going to be the easy part of the equation..

We’re heading to Jasper this weekend, I think.  Picking up a globe or something.  Any excuse to get out of town for a bit, and breathe some different air.  I’m going to meet the family, too.  Woo.

Thinking about stopping in Unclaimed Baggage on the way in, if I can convince the driver.  I’d go nuts in there.

Well, yesterday was HARD.  We’re coming up on a lot of organizational changes here at work, and that has everyone extremely tense.  There is nothing worse than not-knowing.  Wondering if you’ll have a paycheck a month from now can be very taxing on people.  I’m honestly not worried about my own ass, because I don’t make enough to warrant cutting me, but everyone else is the walking dead around here.  Everyone is very short.  Tempers are flaring something terrible, and it’s all I can do to keep the atmosphere light.

It helps that today is "Bring Your Teddy Bear to Work" day.

Anyway, so I didn’t get out of here until after five last night.  From 7-5 is a VERY long day, and I was dreading going home.  My house is a wreck and needed some attention, and I was dying to just lay down.  And I pulled up to my driveway.

My lawn was freshly mowed.

It was LOVELY.

I walked in to find the Boy sitting on the couch, playing a new GameBoy game, and he was so excited to see me.  Grins from ear to ear.  It sounds stupid, but I’m always scared that the next time I’ll see him, he’ll have forgotten who I am and I’ll have to start from scratch.  I realize how stupid that sounds every time I see him.. because he remembers.  And it’s always a happy reunion.

His dad was banging away on something in the kitchen.  I figured he could wait, and sat down with the Boy so he could show me the new game.  He reminds me how much I love kids.  He’s a good kid.

Anyway, I finally wander in to see what Bryan’s doing, and he has managed to get TWO of my windows open.  Now there is a breeze in the house, he points out, proudly.  This is a huge thing to me.  It’s very important for me to have a crossbreeze in the house.. we used to call it "Letting the dragon out" in my mother’s house.  I think it’s a feng shui thing, but I’m not sure.  Wonder if anyone knows about feng shui..

"The yard looks GREAT," I say emphatically.  "What did you cut it with?"

He fixed my mower.  He even brought an angle grinder over to sharpen the blade.

He is wonderful.

They hang out for a little bit, then decide to grab Charlie and head out.  I finally go change clothes into something a bit more house-friendly, and get a text message from Bryan: "Do you want chinese?"

I respond, "I’m broke.  Y’all go ahead, and just get a REALLY GOOD fortune cookie."

Fifteen minutes later, they show up, food in hand.  Chinese, to my doorstep.

It was a great night.