Thursday, January 26, 2006

No One Told Me

I became overwhelmed by a need to eat salty popcorn at work today. Luckily, I had a 'Butter Lovers' popcorn in my desk drawer!

Two minutes later, I was eating popcorn. 7 minutes later, they were all gone. Man! I polished off an entire bag of popcorn by myself.

I sat there, in shock that I'd eaten an entire bag of popcorn by myself when something distracted me. Someone brought in pictures from our recent company bowling outting and was parading it around the office.

There were pictures of co-workers doing karaoke (at the bar in the bowling alley), there were pictures of people falling down on the bowling lane, drinking too much...etc. They were pretty hilarious. I in my usual fashion laughed my butt of at the expense of others in these photos and after about 20 minutes, when I'd had my fill of laughter, I returned to my desk to continue working.

I took a sip of water because the popcorn and all the laughing made me thirsty. As I swallow the water I notice something in my mouth....popcorn between my teeth, and not my back teeth either....but a kernel shell wedged between my 2nd and 3rd teeth in front....a spot well exposed to public view if one was to smile or laugh their butt off looking at goofy pictures of co-workers. Sigh.

I'm SURE someone saw this embarrassment. I'm SURE someone laughed THEIR butt off when they returned to their desk and shared the hilarity with their cube-mate. I'm SURE some folks exchanged a look with another thinking something along the lines of "get a load of this blockhead with an ear of corn between her teeth!"

But NO....no one told me....

Thursday, January 12, 2006

Stupid Human Tricks

Our oldest cat, Nellie, has decided she'd like to be served breakfast at 2am. She struts into our room in the middle of the night and starts 'knocking' on various objects in the room.

We cover our bedroom window with plastic every winter to keep the draft at a minimum. Nellie uses it as an annoyance tool. The plastic is what she knocks/paws at with her paw. It makes such a unique and terrible noise that it even wakes up Alex, who snores like nobody's business.

Inevitably, Alex gets out of bed and feeds her because he's very tired and would like to get some sleep. Big mistake.

Nellie has trained Alex to do as she wishes, and it only took one night. The very next night, Nellie was served breakfast again promptly at 2am.

I have a New Year's resolution...to train Nellie and Alex out of their late night breakfast dance.