Random Stuff on a Monday

There is just so many small things to write about that I don't really have one primary focus for this post. So you get random stuff on a Monday.

- I pass this truck on the way home from work about once or twice a month. And it irritates the crap out of me:

(Click to enlarge it) It says "Men's Ladie's Children's". "Ladie's"? Really? I mean, when you're getting a professional sign made or even a sign for your professional car - wouldn't you ensure that everything was correct?

Oh and I don't recommend trying to snap a picture of a moving vehicle while you're driving. Not a smart idea.

- There is a woman in the office who fills up a gigantic thermos (seriously - it's like the size of a Big Gulp on steroids) with ice from the ice machine and then uses the practically boiling hot water tap to fill her thermos. huh? Is she going for "luke warm" water? Couldn't she just use the normal tap? Can someone explain this to me?

- If one more person asks me to not blog about something, I'm going to start posting their picture, full name, address, phone number and social security number. I don't blog about everything, people! And it's not like I work for the NY Times or anything. Sheesh.

- The Mr and I are going to start a photo blog to keep us on task with our expensive hobby. We're trying to think up a good name. Any suggestions? The Mr suggested "Overexposed" to which I replied that it sounded like a porn site. Btw - it IS a porn site.

- I learned that when tequila says "100 percent puro de agave" it means its a good tequila. Apparently it indicates that no other sugars have been added (100% agave juice!) and that's a good thing.

- I learned that drinking fancy tequila and an orange liqueur that's a higher quality than triple sec (and a much higher proof) really really gets you drunk after about 3 glasses.

- I hate sweating profusely when I'm just sitting. That's just not right. I was sweating profusely when I was skimming my parents' pool on Sunday and while I wasn't exerting too much energy, at least I was moving. I was just sitting in Megan's backyard on Saturday and sweating. My dress was soaked. It was disgusting. I felt disgusting. So I drank a few glasses of margaritas to feel better about myself.

- I now think that Marshall has been put on this planet to do something amazing since he walked away from a car accident that left his car sitting on it's side with nothing more than a scratch. Maybe he's a superhero?

- I'm not good at dealing with people under stress. When the news broke about Marshall's accident, I assumed he and Megan were having a hectic morning filled with ambulances and emergency room visits. I didn't want to bother them to see if they were okay. We drove by their house and noticed their front door was open and the Mr wanted to pop in just to see how he was. I was uncomfortable with this because I didn't want to annoy them so I sat in the car like a jackass. I eventually came to my senses and learned that Marshall is a superhero but still.

This goes for deaths as well. A lot of folks at work will attend a co-worker's family member's funeral and I find that odd. I just think that is overstepping my boundaries because I don't think I'd want any of my co-workers to see me upset at the funeral of my loved one. But that's just me, apparently.

- I hung out with friends at the park on the muggiest day ever! We were all supposed to play bocce ball but I couldn't bring myself to move. I took my camera out to get some more practice with the new lens. Here are some pictures:




What can I say? I love dogs (and Ronny!).

- It made me sad that we couldn't bring our dogs to hang out with everyone on Saturday because Emily is a little aggressive with big dogs. It made me feel like a bad dog owner for having a socially inept dog. The Mr pointed out that it made us GOOD dog owners for recognizing that our dogs aren't good at socializing with other dogs.

- Speaking of dogs, a dog peed on The Mr's foot. haha!

- Continuing with the dog talk, I was so engrossed with the computer yesterday afternoon that I failed to notice my own dog pooping on the floor. I smelled it and definitely thought one of them just farted. Nope.