Bunny Burrow

May I take your order?

This is what it looks like when I pull up to one of our favorite drive thru taco places.

I'm currently hoping that nobody I know noticed me placing my order HERE, when I should have been doing it HERE.

Hey, I could have been talking on a fancy headset cell phone -- right?  So now how to explain why I was sticking my head out and yelling about tacos...

Things to do at work on Saturday

• Set up desk and get ready for business for the day
• Check messages and emails
• Get a drink
• Check emails
• Start off using hand lotion and end up giving yourself a full blown manicure knowing that you'll be shaking lots of hands with the day's business ahead
• Start reading a book
• Check emails
• Make beautiful paperclip chain
• Check phone to see if it is working
• Spin around in desk chair until dizzy
• Check emails
• Decide paperclip chain will hinder work during the week as it takes time to undo that little contraption so take apart this masterpiece
• Find a mirror and make funny faces
• Clean out desk drawers
• Check emails
• Eat early lunch
• Do some stretches as can't stop yawning
• Walk some laps around building
• Check emails
• Take everything off desk in an effort to rearrange everything to make it work better -- end up putting everything back in the same exact place
• Check emails to make sure didn't lose connection to computer during major desktop renovation
• Try to think up a game to play on the calculator
• Consider giving self pedicure but think better of it and go back to walking around the building
• Find 3 month old cataloge to browse
• Check emails
• Start to make grocery list but can't remember what's in fridge at the moment so scrap list
• Try making elaborate origami design as found on internet out of grocery list
• Call home to find out what everybody is doing when you are not there
• Check emails
• Start googling people you know
• Make elaborate to do list with priority symbols, etc
• Redo to do list and arrange by category
• Check emails
• Take everything out of purse and rearrange
• Find kind soul to talk to
• Can't get word in edge wise with kind soul but can't seem to be able to get away
• Make like you hear phone ringing in office and make a run for it
• Check email
• Go back to mirror and notice straggly bangs which encourages cutting bangs with desk scissors
• Think about walking around again but think better of it after wondering where kind soul is and wonder if kind soul would notice bang trim
• Do lunges up and down the hall actually looking for kind soul to talk to
• Email hubby telling him you are bored only to find out they are having all kinds of fun
• Wonder one more time the purpose of working on Saturdays
• Check emails
• Dread working tomorrow!

Have I left anything out?

Arthur?

So, I am talking to my boss excitedly about a new delivery we received today.  Being of significant value, we needed to get a dolly and transport the items to a more secured location.

She got up from behind her desk and moaned, stretching and began walking very stiffly.

Having been stiff this week myself from working out, I thought maybe this was her problem also.

It was NOT.

ME: Oh, have you been working out too?

Boss: Umm, no..

ME: ? (puzzled look)

Boss: Honey, this is what happens when you get old.  Arthur comes to visit.

Me: ?

Boss: Arthur-ITIS

Me: .....

Currently thinking...

that this is the best stuff ever.

Vent-a-way

Just ran across this interesting blog: True Mom Confessions.

These are anonymous confessions from real Moms.  Who knows? Maybe it's time I vented too! 

Go take a peek.

TGIF!

Yippee!  This has been a loooong week.

It's Friday and we have NO kids this weekend.  What will we ever do?

And let me introduce my Holly:

She is the SWEETEST puppy EVAR!  She is a 14 week old Maltese and she is my very own girley-girl. 

She lets me do her hair and dress her up in her little outfits.  My favorite is the white and black leopard print with pink trim and pearls.  Real surprise there,  huh?

She is the perfect cozy loving lap dog with a bit of sass on the side!  Danny got her for me.  Just ONE more reason why I love this man!  She is PERFECT for me...

She is doing EXTREMELY well, although she is not perfectly and completely house trained as far as the poop goes.  I am saying this to prepare you for this next tidbit.

Last night all the kids were home and from upstairs I heard this conversation:

"Is this a berry or a dog turd?"

"HUH?"

"Is this a BERRY?"

"I dunno, check it out and let me know..."

"Okay"

(HOW can you confuse a dog poop and a BERRY?)

Be careful what you ask for

Last night was a night for ME.  Yes, you heard that right ladies and gentlemen.

Danny took the 2 younger boys out for the evening and since Shane has exams AND had drivers education (don't worry, I will alert the state of Texas when the streets are unsafe) I had a portion of the evening alone.  I am a firm believer in the fact that you have to take care of yourself in order to take care of everyone else too.  I haven't had any ME time in a while.

I did my nails, facial, etc...

After picking Shane up from his late drivers education class, I SO wanted to just have a bubble bath with my current book, a sip of wine and then go to bed. Ahhhh!!! 

Having decided this was my plan, I asked Shane to watch the new puppy (yes, that's a whole different story for later I haven't even delved into here on Bunny Burrow). 

I got in response, "Huh? The puppy?  Tsk... I gueeeeesssss I can watch her, but I'm taking her upstairs with me because I'm tired." 

I asked him not to let her just snuggle up and go to sleep so she would sleep all night and not wake up at the crack of dawn needing to potty. He said even though he was tired he would try to keep an eye on her.  He reluctantly takes the puppy, slowly trudges upstairs and goes to his room.

I guess I need to let you know at this point that Shane's room is right above my bathroom.  Oh, the peaceful steamy aroma relaxation therapy was calling my name!  I stick my big toe in the tub and hear a loud THUD. Hmm.... They were just playing around. Right?  That's a good thing!

For the next 20 minutes I hear Shane running and jumping and yelling high pitched noises playing with the puppy as well as drumming and patting his hands on the floor to get her to come and her responsive little yippy bark. Let me reiterate, I mean the next 20 minutes in its ENTIRETY right over my  head. 

So much for that peaceful part...

I dry off and put on my favorite pj's and go upstairs.  I hear a scuffle and ALL OF A SUDDEN, you can hear a pin drop.

"So, how was she?" I asked.

"Oh, her? She was fine I guess.."

"She stay awake?"

"Umm, yeah.  I don't think she fell asleep."

All this Shane says laying down on the bed with the puppy furiously attacking his socks which still happen to be on his feet.

"Okay, then. Thanks for that..."

"MmHmmm," this being said without looking up from his book.

Well, I guess I DID ask him to keep her awake -- didn't I?

Currently wondering...

why my lunch appointment stood me up today.

Didn't they know how cute I looked?

Dear hubby,

Be glad you married me.

Afterall, it very well could save your life some day.

Love,

Your always thinking of you wife

Happy Anniversary...

to me!!!

Today marks 6 months of wedded bliss to my one and only! He is truly the best thing that has ever happened to me.