Month: June 2008

Weaksauce!

Quick thoughts on lunch – I hate it when you go into a restaurant, and something is labeled or described as being Extra Hot or Super Hot or Extra Super Hot, and it’s really not. I just had the mildest Extra Super Hot salsa. It was barely spicy. My nose is not running, and there are no tears. It was literally a weak sauce.

Lame.

Hello Jell-O

My friends in The Phenomenauts camp had a Jell-O shot cook off last night.   Everyone brought different flavors of shots.  I made Fuzzy navel flavored.  

I want everyone to like me all the time, and so by extension I wanted everyone to like my shots.  It never occurred to me to make something unpleasant.  Of course, my friends are different.  There were Spam and Pineapple, Clam, and Lemon Chicken shots.    I didn’t try them.    

It was a good party, and it ended with me being one of the last to leave.  I was hanging out with the girls giggling about all the goofiest stuff.  The gerbil laugh happened quite a bit.    

I didn’t get too drunk, just a little buzzed.  It was cool to hang out and be a little silly.    It wasn’t a wild and crazy night.   Just hanging out.  I met a few new people, and got to know some other people a lot better.  

And the girls and I had a morning after brunch. 

Now I’m just being sluglike.   

Daddy Day

To all the Daddy’s out there, I hope you have a very happy day.

I have always been the biggest Daddy’s Girl.   My whole life, I’ve always been fascinated by all things Daddy.  I always wanted to be with Daddy.  If Daddy was cutting the lawn or washing the car, I wanted to be there.  I wanted to watch the baseball game, too.   My dad was never one of those guys who treated his daughters like princesses, so that’s not why I was so obsessive.   Maybe it was because he wasn’t there all day, like my mom was when I was younger.   Maybe he was just more of a mystery, because he left the house all the time and went to “work”.    What ever it was, it doesn’t really matter why.    I just wanted to play catch, and do whatever he was doing.  

So, here’s to Dad.    

Did You Know?

I’m filling out some HR forms for the new jobby job. There’s info on the medical Flex Spending Account. In case you didn’t know, some employers participate in programs that let you set aside money out of your paycheck for medical expenses. The bonus of the program is that the money is taken out pre-tax. So you save money on your taxes for pre-determining how much you’re going to spend on medical expenses every year. They also sometimes offer a similar program where you can set aside pre-tax money for childcare expenses, if you have a child.

Anyway, I’m looking through the forms, and there’s a bunch of info about what you can buy and be reimbursed for out of your medical FSA, and I saw something on the list that I never realized was a qualified medical expense. You can buy condoms with your FSA!!

Incidentally, you cannot be reimbursed for vitamins out of your FSA.

They’re both prophylactic, right? So why is that?

Favorite Things

Here’s a small list of my favorite things from my day:

  • Five hour long conversation with Mama Bear
  • Record breaking daily views on my blog
  • Multiple jokes about babies with penises on their backs
  • Watching my new boss do a somersault in the lobby of our office
  • This
Here’s a small list of my regrets from my day:
  • Missing Creeper’s call.  Sorry dude.
  • Not being able to respond to Darby’s text in a timely fashion