Wednesday, May 21, 2008

In my small little corner of the world my days mostly run into one another. Nothing too out of the ordinary. Sometimes this annoys me and sometimes I sit back and breath a sigh of relief drama is a mimimum now. Lately things have been up and down that I feel it's a bad summer fill in comedy. One day up next day down.

Monday I had work drama then found myself mindlessly watching back to back Family Guy episodes Tuesday. Tonight in the middle of May I am huddled under a fleece blanket in a turtleneck wondering "hmm I did hear something about this global warning bru ha ha maybe I should look into the climate changes..."
FLIPPIN 43 degrees out right now.
We saw snow falling monday from our perch on the 17th floor*.

Now since tomorrow the temps are supposed to rise to be in the 70's and it's memorial day weekend I must think of a few dozen picnic-y dishes. I will be making the Ramne noodle salad for one. Any suggestions? Family recipes? Hands up to make a few bowls for me? No? Maybe later. I'll check back.

I am going to start researching some Marine Core/Army boot camp/Gestapo dog training facility for our youngest dog, Baby Satan aka the Furry Antichrist. She is out of control. She is acting like a 18 yr old on spring break followed around by the Girl's Gone Wild crew! If anyone knows of such an establishment in the Northtowns of Buffalo please let me know. My potentially scar filled face depends on it. And yes I bought the Dog Whisperer book but sh edoesn't flinch when getting it thrown at her!

*never leave me alone in an elevator with my boss' boss' boss. I find myself babbling to him about "hee hee did ya see that hee hee snow? Boy was that something. I mean snow in may! It was something. We all got up and said Oh Look, Snow!" yes I died a little inside of embarassment for me too. Thank you. Sympathy cards for my career will be accepted.

2 comments:

  1. How about pistachio pudding? I dont know how to spell it but am too lazy to look it up!

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