Sweet Home, Blog-abama

Honey? You don't sound so good. I've been stuck in rush hour traffic... Aww, Elizabeth, He commiserated For TWO HOURS! I moan. Did you know I was wearing two different earrings today? You left before I was up, he reminded me. Also? No more bare feet with these slides... I had to keep moving away from the guys in the meeting. The stink was heinous. They were beginning to take it personally. Although, I don't think that one guy would care. You know what he said to me after as we were driving into the office from his hotel? No - We passed a poor roadkill raccoon and he said 'I hit one of those last week; it wasn't flat yet, either'. I mean, ewww. How - Plus? He kept playing that sound clip on his laptop. The one from Jerry Maguire, it ends with "You had me at hello". It was beginning to creep me out. I mean, he's cool and everything ..and I guess iwth my stinky feet and black tongue, I'm no prize. But... Wait! How'd the meeting go? Awful. I'm surprised I still have a job. The Boss hated everything we showed him. I should have grown up to be a firefighter or ballerina. Oh, honey. Do you want me to pick up some fish & chips for you on the way home? Would you do that? I think it's going to take a lot to make me human again. And it did: 1 snerklebutt Bearchild, happy to see me and cuddly as kittens 1 cleaned house (sainted babysitter) 1 long, long hot shower 1 frisky and sweet husband 1 plate of almost British-tasting fish & chips (although, you need a proper chippy to get the chips right) 1 hot toddy (equal parts brandy,water,honey and dashes lemon and cloves. HOT) 8 comments from the coolest people in the blogisphere while I was locked in the on-site meetings 1 Lynyrd Skynrd tune, cranked It only gets better. Tomorrow I get to to sleep in and then troll for this week's funniest blog entries... Shh now, there's no place like...