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| 07 March 2006 ~ Tuesday Song of the Day: Collide by Howie Day Question of the Day: Can women who have breast implants breastfeed? Congrats to PonyM for becoming an accredited professional. For my future reference: Buildings are certified; people are accredited. -M visit here PS: It's really funny to ambush people (read: Big Cheese) as they round the corner to my area. Weapon of choice: rubber bands. I never aim higher than the chest...Ah, the squealing. How it makes me laugh. (I'm not a hard shot.) |
| 09 March 2006 ~ Thursday Song of the Day: Dance, Dance by Fall Out Boy Today I learned that gel pens like to explode. Especially when you chew on them. Oh, how we laughed and laughed. I can't even describe what my mouth, teeth and tongue looked like but I'm VERY glad there are no pictures. I was horrified and humored at the same time. My sides were hurting from all the laughing. It was a mess. Thankfully the vast majority has been cleaned up. I just have two spots left on my tongue. I think this almost beats the time I spilled a tall coffee all over my pants. We do have photographic evidence of that incident. We're currently receiving snow. Our house has around two inches or snow. Downtown is perfectly clear, but it is snowing a bit. Not sticking, though. I guess it's winter's last hurrah. I think I'll go rinse my mouth out again... (And to think I was prepared to write about Costco and how I would give my notice when I win the lottery because I had nothing else to discuss.) -M |
| 13 March 2006 ~ Monday Song of the Day: You Suck by Lederhosen Lucil (listen here) February: The Month of the Dog Illness March: The Month of the Appliance Madness March 5 I went to put some food in our small, freestanding freezer only to discover everything completely thawed. The plug was halfway out of the socket - far enough to cut off power and defrost the bloody (literally!) thing. Loss: various meats/frozen items March 8 After arriving home from work, I checked on the laundry we had started drying that morning. The "duct collector" that holds the lint trap had torn, gotten caught on the laundry, been pulled half off and the laundry subsequently twisted (tightly) around this piece of plastic. Update: still waiting on the (correct?) part to arrive; hopefully an easy replacement March 11 Went in the kitchen after dinner and noticed the light was still on in the oven. Upon closer inspection, it wasn't the light but the element inside the oven was sparking/bright orange/popping. (Yikes!) We watched it for about a minute wondering if the fire extinguisher would work on an electrical issue. Used the fire extinguisher. Choked on the contents that soon filled the ENTIRE HOUSE!!! (powder?) It didn't work. We pulled the range away from the wall to unplug it and discovered that the stove is HARDWIRED TO THE HOUSE!!! Brad threw the power to the entire house; oven "died"; crisis averted; house covered in yellow fire extinguisher powder. Solution: electrician is coming out tomorrow to detach the range from the main power supply and install an outlet; new stove will arrive???? My mother is correct: we're getting a new house one "brick" at a time. I'm very thankful that (1) it wasn't more serious, (2) we can laugh about it and (3) it hasn't been TOO TERRIBLY expensive. (knock on wood, people, knock on wood) I'm still a little worried (especially after Pimp Daddy T said something) that the oven is still receiving power. He suggested we throw the breaker going directly to the stove as a precaution until tomorrow. The problem is - is that the same breaker for the refrigerator and other appliances? Big Cheese is out with the flu. Bossman is out of town. That's about all that's going on at work. Bossman had been acting halfway human for a while. Unfortunately ever since travelling with his buddy from HQ, he's been acting jerk-ish. We'll see how he is when the negative influence is no longer around. Hockey season is winding down. The Hawks have secured a playoff spot which, to be honest, is rather shocking. They have had a mediocre season, at best. We'll see if they finally advance past the first round (they haven't in quite a while). -M |
| 27 March 2006 ~ Monday Song of the Day: Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield Did I ever tell you about the time I went to call my husband at work but ended up dialing my boss's cell phone? Good times. I realized what I did only after the voicemail picked up. Last Monday was an interesting day. Brad and I were at my office at 5 a.m., on the road to Everett, WA (boo!) by 5:30 a.m. and back in Portland by 1:30 p.m. I had the privelage of coming back to work (big cheese was still sick) and ended up putting in a 12-1/2 hour day. I was actually okay with it because 4-1/2 hours of that would be overtime. That is, until I got sick. I thought it was just allergies, so I came to work on Wednesday. Thursday afternoon, I left early even though I still thought I was having allergies. I stayed home Friday because I wasn't feeling better and pretty much stayed in bed all weekend. I'm okay enough today - my body is drained of energy and my head is stuffed up. I'm thinking it's a head cold. My goal is to infect everyone. After all, someone has to pay for me not getting overtime last week. Hockey playoffs have started. The Hawks are 1-1 in the playoffs against Seattle. I'm hoping we make it out of the first round this year - the first time in a few years. This is Fashionista's last week at our office. She is moving on the BIGGER! and BETTER! things. She's going to a place where they receive this strange monetary benefit called a bonus and participate in a phenomenon called fun. I've always thought such things were urban legends, but apparently bonuses and fun DO EXIST. Congrats to her on successfully escaping. They're dropping like flies around here. Luckily HQ believes big cheese is too busy with marketing stuff (which is true) thus allowing them to keep me employed. Considering we will only have 10 architectural staff come Monday, I should count my blessings. The best part about her leaving, though, is the fact that CP is on vacation this week and doesn't even know! I hope no one ruins my fun by telling him. I would like the job of telling him. In fact, I'm not saying a work about her leaving until he comes and asks what time she's arriving or if she's out sick. Then I'll spring it on him. I'm betting he'll give an overdramatic sigh and say "for crying out loud" and then complain how it affects his busy life. It'll be good for at least a week's worth of laughing. It's the little things. If there are any typos or grammatical errors: SUCK IT. I don't feel like editing. It took a lot of my strength just to type this piece of garbage. Love always, M |
| 28 March 2006 ~ Tuesday Joke of the Day: here Song of the Day: Get Busy by Sean Paul It's a sad day when I start quoting Coldplay lyrics. Not that I have anything against Coldplay, per se. (or is it Cold Play?) I just don't get all the hype. All of their songs sound the same to me. Nevertheless, I quoted them. Plus, seriously, naming your daughter "Apple," seriously? I think I'll name my child Arugula Pear after a salad at a pizza place downtown. I don't really care for the salad as the dressing is gross, but it would be one bitching name. Speaking of salad, Fashionista clued me in on a pay-per-pound salad place a couple of blocks from the office. How happy am I? So happy that I got the vapors. I went there today and it wasn't crappy. So pleased. Do you ever wonder if the rapture happened and you missed out? Whenever I go to work and encounter little traffic, hardly any passengers on MAX, and few ruffians on my walk to work this thought goes through my mind. Then I come to work and see UCC dweeb and know I didn't miss out. After all, he's no heathen. (unlike myself) I had this thought yesterday when Big Cheese drove me to my car and again this morning on my drive to the train station. Then I realized it was Spring Break. So, I'm not doomed for the wrath of the antiChrist. Not yet, anyway. In other news, our FedEx driver has straightened her hair and it looks really good. I wanted to tell her but kind of thought would be a little weird. We don't have that type of relationship. Hockey game tonight - game 3 of the playoffs. Go Hawks! -M |
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