It is Monday, right??
I'm in the middle of my seven-day-off stretch...and it's been magical. I was originally scheduled to work Saturday, but another nurse needed someone to switch shifts with her, and that put me with a week off of no work. AND she still owes me a trade. AND I will collect (or try to) so I can go to my nephew's birthday party.
Anyway, in the time I've been off, I was able to go to the KC Corporate Challenge Kick-Off on Friday. I'm participating in the shot-put event. I have thrown since my high school days. I'd like to think that I could still do well because I'm a lot stronger now than I was then (lugging around 400+lb patients will do that to you), but you never know. I know it's all supposed to be good fun and stuff, but some companies take it WAY too seriously. A friend of mine (who used to work for Hallmark many moons ago) had mentioned that they have hired people in the past for the sole purpose of competing in KCCC. I can't account for the veracity of this, but knowing Hallmark, it wouldn't shock in me in the least. In fact, I wouldn't be at all surprised that other companies engage in the same practices. Like I said, they take it WAY too seriously.
At any rate, the weather perked up for the event, which included a mile walk and a shit load of food. My tent kind of sucked (it's their first year involved in KCCC, so they really didn't know what to plan for), so I hung around Mom's tent. Ran into Chimpo and his little family. Cute little bunch of bananas, they are.
Saturday was the Gardner Community Garage Sale, which deserves a post of it's own.
I've started spreading the dirt around the backyard. My back yard looks like Afghanistan. I have two patches of grass among a field of dirt. It's almost comical to even want to mow my two little patches, but Sam gets lost whenever he ventures into them to do his business and all I can spot is his bushy, white tail wafting in the breeze.
The Rocket Scientist is back for the summer break. I wonder how long it will be before Brother will want to kick him in the nuts.
Today, I'm cleaning the house and getting it ready for my Cinco de Mayo Passion Party. Let me know if you want to come and didn't get an evite. If you have a penis, you won't be getting an evite. Sorry guys, ladies only!
1 comment:
"If you have a penis, you won't be getting an evite" Story of my life.
Oh well margaritas give me headaches and I don't really need anything to give me similar discomfort at the other end. Hope you have a fun and successful party.
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