Here is a lovely purple flower looking straight at you.
I apologize for not posting last night. You know how sometimes you just don't feel like it? Yeah, I figured you'd understand.
Yesterday wasn't half as bad as I thought it would be. Work was so busy, that I didn't even have time to sit and resent it like I wanted. John was gone, and how it works in my office, is that I'm the girl who does people's jobs when they're sick or on vacation. My ADD is perfect for being the person who floats, but what it also means is that I have to do my job and the other person's and that makes for a busy day. It kind of worked out well yesterday when I was so tired that I need to be busy to stay awake. Ok, yeah. I know, talking about your job is like talking about your dreams, nobody cares about them or wants to read about them but you. So, let's move on to better things - like my Friday night.
Last night was exactly what I needed. There was a home football game, so the girls both had other plans. I got home and after not running all week, I finally ran my eight mile route through Coralville. It was perfect. After a couple of slower songs that I forwarded right through, my iPod gave me, "Grazing in the Grass", by Hugh Masakela, a little Allice in Chains (I felt so early nineties all of a sudden) Prince's "Raspberry Beret" which took me right back to 1985 when I first joined the California Conservation Corps. and "Whiskey River" by Willie Nelson and that reminded me of Thursday night. Like I said, my run was perfect, and I am still as much in love with my iPod now as I was the day I married....er, bought it.
The rest of the night went just as well, and last night, I not only had my jammies on by seven, I had them on before seven. Yeah, I really can rock that hard on a Friday night so quit being jealous. Well, the rest of the night I spent geeking out, playing BioShock. At one point my favorite IT guy from work, who is also one of my XBox live friends, sent me a voice message that said, "Get her, Mr. Biggles!" in the same exact voice as the creepy little girls use on the game. I sent him a voice message right back telling him he was so good at imitating her, that it scared me.
I can't believe I almost forgot, Coadster is auditioning for All-state today. For voice, the competition is so tough, that they have to audition in order to be able to make it to the auditions. Crazy, huh? Anyway, she passed the first set and this is the last set. Everybody wish her luck, 'kay?