OK, so I suck at follow through!

I’m back! After a brief break (ok, maybe not so brief) I decided I must return and slam down some more of my randomness for your reading pleasure.

A fab day off last Friday spent in South Beach on a dive boat was promptly followed by cocktails with my girls at Monty’s. Margaritas flowed and 5pm quickly turned into 11pm and the realization that I had volunteered to help at daycare’s charity car wash at 9am on Saturday morning.. Eeek!

Fast forward 10 hours, 4 aspirin and 2 gallons off water. “Who wants a gonga the giraffe door hanger to color in? No? How about a balloon doggie? Note to self, next time a volunteer sheet makes it’s way across your path, make like all the other parents and look blank. I’m willing to bet they were all safely ensconced in their air conditioned living rooms, laughing at how easily they dodged that bullet! I am officially a sucker.

The Insanity: Part 2

Weeelllll heeellllooo. Boy it’s been a while, I have been tits up in a pile o’ crap for about 2 weeks now, near enough started right when they cut our Art Department down to one, me. Just love this economy crisis thingy, new house probably worth diddly and 10 times more work. Oh and did I mention the pay freeze? That bein’ said, it’s 5 mins til quittin’ time and I’ll be clutching a nice Pinot in 15! Yay!

Stop the Insanity

I just had to backtrack posts to see just exactly when I first posted about the old scooter ride to downtown. April bloody 3rd. It was so nice to drive the car we bought for 20mins before it died and has been in mechanic purgatory for 4 F^%^&^% weeks now. After getting smooshed by a red honda, I am now sporting a gorgeous full helmet, which is nearly as big as the bike. I keep thinking “it can’t get any worse, it can’t get any worse” It can’t right?

Bad taste parties & more drunken escapades

Sooooo. Question. Is a bad taste party ever a good idea? Went to my first one on Saturday, lots of Budweiser 40′s, twinkies and porn. All fun and games until someone closes the sliding glass door. Well, it looked open until I slammed into it. Panic ensues as drunken friends gasp in horror at the (tiny) cut on my nose, promptly followed by group-wide hilarity. Now that was in bad taste. Note to self. No more red wine cubes for me.

Daiquiris are evil

Nursing a bloody sore head and sore husband today after a night of shenanigins with my work mates. Why does mixing white wine with evil daiquiri like concoctions seem like a good idea ever?

Car dealers suck arse! (Yes, that’s arse)

And to think, for a second, I thought we had a good experience at a car dealer. Ha! How the smeg am I STILL driving that damned scooter to work everyday? Huh? Huh? It’s like bad sketch on candid camera. 3 bloody days my supposed new car has been at the mechanic, what are you doing people? Sticking it together with band-aids? They have my money and I have diddly-squat. Musta done something bad in a previous life. I hope I really enjoyed it whatever it was.

Snuggies are fabulous! (But not available in pink)

The ultimate in cheese…the Snuggie! I was a point-of-sale victim last night and bought myself a beautiful blue Snuggie. I am also starting petition to make Snuggies in Pink. That just would have been more that perfect, maybe for my back-up Snuggie….I m the laughing stock of my office (awesome) and will be sporting said Snuggie at any available moment. Executive meetings, here I come.
Tweeted the Snuggie joy last night and roused more interest that any boring news story. I am now up on Snuggiebook.com http://is.gd/oTdP Check it out! Maybe the South Florida contingent should be sporting sleeveless Snuggies in deference to the weather? I think the Snuggie will become my travelling gnome and be photographed in exotic places around the world.