Tuesday up. I'm ready for the random.
-> We have a new co-worker. He wears rings. He likes to rub his pen in his hands and make his rings click. My AA hates this. She thought I would too, but it doesn't bother me. It reminds me of an old art teacher I had in elementary school, Mr. Hitchcock. He used to wear clogs and and turquoise rings and bracelets. He'd run the chalk through his hands and it would click just like that. Since new guy brought back a good memory, he's getting a pass on this potentially annoying habit.
-> Ever have a moment when you realize that the rest of the world isn't inside your head and might think you're just not right? We sometimes call little o "Hockey Puck". Ok, frequently. It's from a book, "Daddy calls me Doodle Bug". Every page LG will tell PB that the little critter is him. Except the penguin page. That one is always little o. It's the page that reads, "Daddy calls me Hockey Puck, we slip and slide on ice". When you call your little one "Hockey Puck" in the store, though? People give you funny looks. Whatever. I didn't call him "Teething, whining pain in the rear" which is what he was most of the weekend.
-> I love getting boxes in the mail. Especially boxes that I don't know the contents of (because really? If I ordered a Christmas present for the boys? I don't even open the box. It just goes to the Christmas pile). We recently got a box from across the country. Mmmmmm. Goodies galore! I can't express how happy it made me to troll through the goodies and set them all out nicely for PB to gawk over. Then we decided how we'd gobble them all up (and share some). Many thanks to the sender of said treats. You know who you are!
-> I'm going to have a give away in January. You know, after you've gotten over the holiday excitement and all you get in the mail is bills? Then. Bam. In your mailbox. A treat. I haven't decided how to handle it, though. We'll have to see about that. Hmmmm.
-> I know. How stinking cute is this? No, it's not my Christmas card picture. If you want to see that, you'll have to send me your address.
Ok, back to the mines. Go see Keely.