(written one week ago)
so, I am at work and I should totally NOT be blogging at work, I NEVER allow myself to blog or respond to emails at work...I should be working on my thousands of plats in the plat room...but, I am currently highly drugged b/c I am in the middle of one of my "episodes" and I am doing the best I can to just hold myself up here at the desk...and my personal laptop has been hijacked by three little hulu and youtube lovers...so, I never blog anymore because re-runs of the torkelsons, pink panther, woody the woodpecker, monk or psych are always playing (isn't that a funny TV play list? those are C, T, & M's current choices LOL...if I watched more TV my list would probably, embarrassingly, include catching up on titles like the real housewives of NYC and bros & sisters)
I wonder if any of y'all even remember me? it's been so long...
so, I am making an exception at work in order to appear like I am working...or at least not holding onto the desk and my stomach rather than sitting up like a nice little office girl...and to send a shout out to all of you (six, woohoo!) faithful followers!
news on the home front:
1) no-kill turkey facility found!
Yes, you heard me right...we actually found our (not so) little olive a home where she will be their pet rather than their thanksgiving dinner! they even built her a coop!!
the darn bird has taken to attacking me when her mother, aka my husband, happens to be present...it is actually pretty funny...we have this area of the garage that is "his" in Olive's eyes, so if he and I are both working on projects on "his" side, Olive will get in between us and run at me all puffed up. LOL the other day, the mister had to hold his gigantic pet and she was running mid-air AT me...she looked at him as if to say "if you wont tell her who is boss I will!" AND she attacks my youngest...I totally get it...he thinks she is his puppy and wants to smother her and kiss her and she doesn't like this...soooo, after being told a number of mean-turkey horror stories and my daughter changing the name of Olive's house to "turkey den" (aka lion's den)...I have decided that it's time....it's time for her to move to a farm where she can run and play with the other birds...or possibly attack them...either way, it's time. When I told my husband I thought that it was time a couple of weeks ago, he got a very sad look on his face and asked if we could just wait awhile...lol, I am not kidding you, this bird sits at his feet when he builds AND if I pick her up, she pecks at me...but, if he picks her up, that bird climbs up his chest, roosts on his shoulder, and nestles right into his neck!! I'll post a pic when I get home.
2) one week and counting until the celebration of ten years of marriage begins!! yep, i have been a missus to my mister for TEN YEARS! can you believe it?! I can't. On one hand, I cannot believe how fast time has flown, on the other I cannot believe how many memories we have squeezed into ten years.