Monday, January 19, 2009

Little shiver, shaking me everyday

This is really immature and tacky.

But there's a pretty good chance it'll make you laugh, so I'm going to elect to share anyway.

There's a (tremendously lovely, quite nice) girl at one of the hotels where I work. Her name is Adeola. Every time I work here, I find myself terrified to call her by name for fear I will slip and call her "Areola." And that would be bad.

In ever so slightly more grown-up news, TODAY IS BUSH'S LAST DAY AS PRESIDENT! HoooooooRAY!

Friday, January 16, 2009

You've already won me over, in spite of me.

I'd love to find the time to tell you what I've been up to since December.

I mean, really. I wish I could find the time to tell you about going to Lori's pre-Christmas and hanging out with one of the most incredible families God ever created. Or all the fantastic things Lori did for me to remind my that I do in fact have the best BFF in existence. I want to be able to brag about how she met me at the airport with a sign

and spoiled me with sweet tea and good food and a manicure/pedicure. And how she threw one hell of a Christmas gathering. One that would make Paula Deen, Martha Stewart and most importantly, Diane Herndon, proud.

I want to be able to tell you all about heading to Birmingham and seeing my precious baby brother

and how well my family gets along now that we're all growed up

It sure would be grand to tell you how I celebrated the end of '08 and beginning of '09 with three of the most important people currently in my life

and just how much fun it was

I'm dying to tell you that work is going well and keeps me constantly busy, hence the reason I don't blog anymore. "Work was fun, the economy is stupid, tourists make me laugh" probably isn't what you'd like filling this space. (More importantly, it's not what I would like filling this space.)
And it's just a shame I can't figure out how to use my position for fun and perks. Like, parties at venues that end up swaddling me in a snuggy and forcing me to drink hot cider while taking in the view from the rooftop bar.

It sure would be nice if I found time to mention the ridiculous things I've been up to when not working. Like The Office Trivia Game

or that I've taken up a hobby

(That's right. Paint by number. I sure am. Keeps me occupied AND quiet.)

But more than anything, I just wish I could find a way to take a moment to assure you that I am still absolutely and completely sharp as a tack and not in the slightest bit insane.

And I just wish you knew that as always, I strive to keep it sassy.

But above all things, stay classy.

Yup. It's just too bad I couldn't find the time to bring myself to share these things with y'all. Oh well. Forgive me?