Universal work truth: Happiness is a warm Krispy Kreme.

It just occured to me to change Jessica's last name in my e-mail contacts and change her last initial on my cell phone. Now she's officially married. :)

After much deliberation, I selected my outfit for today. As I have not worn my plum cashmere-blend sweater set in a while, I fluffed it a little in the dryer to try to de-wrinkle it, and then I shaved off the copious fuzzballs, half of which are now stuck on the beige carpet in my living room. Tried several pant option & decided on the gray low-waited flares, which I also dewrinkled. Chose jewelry and shoes. Then I woke up this morning and scrapped the whole plan in favor of my black v-neck, favorite new jeans, and black boots. A little less dressy, more comfy & an outfit I always feel like I look good in, so I will exude self-confidence. No more dryer for this shirt, though...I've been tuggin the sleeves down all day in hops that they'll quit creeping up my wrist.

Yes, my blog is more shallow than most. I'm realizing this as I type this entry. But it's hard enough work to be clever in real life. If you want cleverness, give me a call and I'll be clever and witty in person. But for now, accept and embrace the kiddie-pool end of me.

Soooooo...as promised, here's my story of today's lunch w/ John. (Can you see the theme emerging in this blog?) (I think I'd have to move to Abu Dabi if he ever read this.) (Woo, the Braves are kicking some ass!) (OK, enough with the paranthtical asides.) So he picked me up with both of us in somewhat frazzled states relating to our respective jobs. Since we were both short on time, I suggested Great Wraps, which is a little ways up Peachtree from my office and fairly quick. He needed to make an ATM stop. However, the ATM told him he didn't have any money. This was news to John, and he was somewhat flustered. I was like, "don't worry, I have some cash, I'll cover it." He let me, but he obviously felt really bad about the whole situation. He said that he was going to make it up to me and insisted on knowing how he should do so. SInce we'd been talking about work stress earlier and I'd said that I'd need a drink by the end of the week, I said, "well, you could buy me that drink I need at the end of the week, 'cause I think you'll need one too." He thought it was a great idea. So, we're doing a happy hour Friday! After-hours plans -- score!!!

On a seperate note, cut-backs going on at work. I think I'm safe since they're eliminating the communications VISTA position and that will put even more on my plate (joy), so hopefully I'll be pretty indispinsable. Though I had an informal and somewhat dismaying performance review of sorts from my manager. I need to pick it up a little just to be safe.

So my mom & this other band mom made a huge American flag for the marching band. She's very proud. Go here and see a picure of it (while it's there.)

Quickie blog update. Lauren's been visiting, so between that and being busy at work, I haven't had much time. We visited the Phi Mu hoiuse Saturday -- they have 3 new Phis & some promising bids still pending. I'm so proud, and a bit relieved, at how well the chapter's doing. We ate at Maggiano's Sunday and I'm getting a good 3 meals out of the leftovers. Rock! And as no wentry would be complete w/o the Cute Printer Boy Update....I went to his office to drop off artwork yesterday & ended up sitting & talking with him for half an hour before I decided I should get back to work. He makes me smile. Saw him for a few minutes this morning when he brought by the blueline. And tomorrow is lunch. I think I need to drop some big hints for doing something this weekend...if nothing else, I have an extra Thrashers ticket for next weekend that I can offer him. What guy could resist a woman with hockey tickets, I ask?