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Dear _______, Here is your horoscope for Wednesday, September 26:

You're the master of compromise -- though today, you may have to negotiate with different aspects of yourself. That's not as hard as it sounds, though it may take a while to figure it all out.


How apropos, considering I have changed my birthday plans a billion times, and all is not final.

In that moment...

How long has it been since you were spooning and cuddling with that special person in your life?


In that moment nothing matters.
Hugs replace anxiety and stress.
Kisses bring emotion and excitement.
Grins and sparkles cover imperfections.
Touches and tickles make everything better.

In that moment nothing matters.
More words are spoken in silence than the words exchanged.
Hearing your heartbeat reminds me of the symphony.
Every embrace feels like the first.
Time stops and my mind is clear.

In that moment nothing matters.
I think of nothing but you.
The security in your hands.
The care in your eyes.
The love in your heart.


Today was that day for me!
It was wonderful.
Andrew I love you.
Thank you for spending your time with me.
Thank you for everything.

Runs with Scissors!

My coworker is on vacation for 12 days. I really hate carrying the load of this place by myself. I don’t get paid enough. It is too quiet. I am missing my soap operas. When will she be back? I have gone to Nutter Butter Bites for support. They helped for a little while. I have buried myself in music. That helps after the morning shows are over. I have a lucky bamboo on my desk that I hoped would help me achieve a sense of peace and well-being flowing through my “chi”. Ya, I’m gonna have to move that bitch to another location. It must not like the one it is in; I‘m getting nothing here.

I have even caught myself talking to myself. You heard me. And there is no lack of people to choose from in this joint. I shall talk to my Aquafina. I seem to be drinking it more. IM is always nice but my jaws get bored doing nothing and my ears start ringing. That’s another thing. When it is this quiet, I can hear everyone around me enjoying their friends. And, I realize how damn cold it is in here.

I must find my center and focus. I have a boat load of claims to process and 4 hours to do them. Perhaps my desk is not Feng Shui. None of my soothing colors are around me. I know my feet are not facing the exit wall. And another thing, I am left-handed and my desk is made for right-handers. I am in Hell.

Less Sickly

Five days later and I am much better.
Mucinex and I are in a LTR now. No pseudonym needed.
MucinexD if you're nasty!

I still have a frog in my voice. That's fun.

My head feels like a boxing bag. More fun.

My throat feels like a brillo pad. Even better.

And I have a cough like a veteran smoker with Emphysema. The best.

Would love to see you all, but alas, I am not a pretty sight.

Sick

I feel like POOP.

Praise to the Menthol-Lyptus Honey-Lemon drop Gods.

First Vball Game

Today came quick. By that I mean, It is already Thursday. Love me some holidays.

I was already on a high from the night before and had been to everyone’s desk going on and on about the Pep Rally. I had coffee down the tube and was ready to get busy.

Before I knew it, it was 3pm and the phone rang. Surprise, sis was going in ten different directions and catching me up. Thank goodness because things change with her by the second. The last time I had spoken to her, she was searching for her sanity in a chicken fried steak. I am guessing she never found it.

She was headed out of town for a volleyball game. I couldn’t make it. Work really sux when you aren’t the boss.

I headed home to hubby and Skunk. Watched BB8. Quickly developed a headache. He did laundry, and I blogged.


Sis called, niece#2 won 2 out of 3 games. ROCK ON!, CAUSE THAT'S HOW THEY ROLL IN J-TX!

She didn't hang up without jabbing at me. Revenge will be so sweet!

Rally Time!

Another call from my sis today! SHUT UP! LOVE IT!
It is Homecoming Friday at the kids’ school! GET OUT!
Today is the Pep Rally! AGAIN! SHUT UP!
She was letting me know it was at 7, no 6, no 6:30, no WHAT!?!?!?

I quickly called him and made plans to trek north for the parade. I left work at 5 to be there on time. Picked hubby up. OH! Hubby wants to drive. We are gonna be SO late.

This was going to be my first time seeing my niece#2 cheer, my nephew in his football uniform, and my niece#1 sing. I was jazzed.

We pull in, park, and wait for the parade – you heard me. I almost had tears when I saw my niece#2 on the fire truck. She was so grown-up in her uniform throwing candy. Next was my nephew, same thing.

We moved on to the pep rally and took our seats. Out came the cheerleaders. My niece carried herself so beautifully. I was so proud. A permanent smile, strong cheers, right in line with the other girls. WOW! They also did a pyramid, WHAT, 7th grade, and she landed perfect! THAT’S RIGHT! SHE IS MY BLOOD. I COULD DO THAT! SO COULD HER MOM! THAT’S HOW WE ROLL!

Next was the National Anthem! Niece#1 sang beautifully. She was the only one of like 15 that stood properly. Her left hand behind her back. I don’t know who is raising these kids today. They were picking their noses, poking one another, leaning on each other, shifting, looking over their shoulders for their friends. WHAT! Ok, they are the choir, it is a 3 minutes song and their 3 minutes of fame!

While niece#2 was on the sidelines she was perfect as well. She stood with her hands at her hips holding her pompoms the entire time. I said POMPOMS! HA!

My nephew was with the football team. He is an angel. I never worry about him. He is always good! Love him.

Kudos to Sis for raising such perfect kids!

Love u all!

Toll Tag

I finally gave in. I have succumbed to the Transportation Gods. Those Bastards. I bought a Toll Tag. Well hubby bought it for me. Two hips and a hooray for him!

I vowed when I calculated the annual expense for using the toll to and from work, that I would go North to get South before spending money on it. THEN!, the assholes opened 45 on 620 while finishing construction and got me used to flying to work. My commute went from –I can’t even remember, to 13 minutes with the free tollway, back to 40 minutes with school in, and now today 15 minutes with school in. SHIZAM!

With another 20 minutes of sleep, I can think of a million reasons to make luvvvv to the Transportation Gods now!

I did determine that I can not afford this luxury daily. Today was an exception. I will only use this when I am running late. Hummm, how is that going to work? Should I change my alarm clock?

We will see how this goes.

To be continued….

Office Aromas

I work in a cubicle environment. The 5ft tall, cornflower blue fabric walls remind me of a state agency I used to work at. I have a secondhand, half assed comfy chair, with a stain that I choose not to run tests on. After all, I do have to sit here. There are 4 of us per row and connected to my row is another 4. We are all pretty tight.

You can imagine that everything said is heard, and everything heard is repeated. Likewise, everything eaten is shared, and everything smelt is commented on.

That brings me to today.

Some fool Some where sprayed Some thing.

I am not sure who to blame this on, but I definitely need to gossip about this. I HAVE to. It is what we do. I mean really, there is one chic over here that just got engaged and carries around Modern Bride. Perhaps she was going through the latest issue and thought Eau de Crap would be in style next year on her DAY!

There is a ding back girly girl adjacent to me that reeks VS lotion or body oil. I didn't use to hate VS. Maybe she felt the need to spray something. After all, she doesn't have near enough bottles of poison on her desk.

Then there is this section of all females by me. Well, there is one guy, but who is he kidding. It could have come from there. They are all young and hip. I can see them spraying something. I remember a time they had to spray stuff just to cover up someone else’s stench. Ya, you heard me Cole! Ring any bells! LOL!

In the end, I am relieved it is perfume I smell. Mark just reminded it has been worse.