So we had a giant meeting last Friday that I worked hard.Â I worked the crowd, I worked the IT side of it, I worked a lot.Â After all was said and done, an employee’s survey is sent out to gather likes and dislikes of said meeting.Â Only one response came back with: The redhead working the door was pretty hot.Â We need to see more of her.Â And it was from me.
I really don’t have much to say; Blue Plate (OF COURSE!) was too busy for us to get in-and-out of in an hour, so we dined at New China Buffet. Fine food, just not the Hasbrown Casserole I had been dreaming of.
Since I’ve had much bad juju today, I’m posting this picture. My demonic dog will scare away all of the evil spirits.
(Seriously, isn’t this the most fabulous picture of My Baby Mabel, ever?!)
I should’ve known when I broke two fingernails this morning: today was gonna suck.
It’s been nothing but hectic and insane since I walked in this morning (at 7:15), and I’m now at a point where I need something from somebody before I can begin the next leg of my insanity.Â
I wanted a calm end-of-week.Â I thought I’d need it, since we’re going into a weekend filled with basketball tournaments and in-laws.Â Instead, where I was going to scoot out after my eight hours were through (which I haven’t been able to do this week), I think it’s going to be another ten hour day.Â Probably followed by work at home.
Paycheck, Sarah.. paycheck.
It doesn’t help that I haven’t been sleeping well this week.Â I inevitably have been waking up at midnight, three o’clock, and four-thirty to pee.Â Every night.Â Which is good: I’m getting enough water.Â Sucks, though, when you’re trying to slip into a REM cycle.
Rehearsal tonight means a chance to finish our Book Club book.Â Which has been SUCH an uplifting read, can I say? (Catch my dripping sarcasm in a bucket, if you don’t mind.) Of course, I think I’d like to host in March, and I want us to read the new Hannibal Lecter novel that’s coming out.Â Thomas Harris is an AMAZING writer.
OOOOH, and can I say that Top Chef was fantastic last night?Â On a show with grown-adults who call themselves professionals, they had to kick a guy off for man-handling someone else.Â HOW AWESOME IS THAT?!Â It was only slightly-less amazing than the WE original show, The Bad Girls Club, in which they just get a bunch of slutty women to live together and feed them alcohol.Â On the first show alone, there was blood and several black eyes.
Well, a forced break means a good thing today: lunch at Blue Plate with my hubby.
Some of you who have been reading for awhile may remember Boss; today’s title was provided by him.Â I found it very inspiring.Â He said, “Doing simple elegantly is an art.”Â Something to carry with you as you try and gracefully skate through the rest of the week.
I have much more to say, but my day (I have had this “edit” window open for almost three hours now, and I’m giving up hope of waxing poetic) has pretty much fallen to shit.
To-Do for 2013
* Be pregnant. Enjoy it. Make it meaningful.
* Allow some wiggle room.
* As many overnight adventures as we can fit in.
* Refocus finances.
* Post-pregnancy, get back into running.
* Read a book a month (not school or work related).
* Get the boys to play frisbee golf several times a month.
About Sarah Lena
Mom to a 5 year old, StepMom to a 12 year old, and Wife to a 40 year old, Sarah Lena is busy. She is a wrangler of rocket engineers by day, and a student and voiceover artist by night. She has an unabashed love of food, local theatre, and beauty products.