Over Heard While Making Lunches: “How do you want your sandwich cut?” “Di-angle-ily.” “Really? Cause, I hate it when my angles dangle.”
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Over Heard While Making Lunches: “How do you want your sandwich cut?” “Di-angle-ily.” “Really? Cause, I hate it when my angles dangle.”
I’m currently procrastinating getting ready for work, [insert shock here], so I thought I’d follow up yesterday’s post with things I have tried to rectified my current “ball dropping” situation. 1. Run around waving my arms in a clockwise direction 2. Ate cookies for breakfast 3. Blogged 4. Emptied out the entire Tupperware cabinet and...
Careful there. With such proactive steps, I may have to recruit you to come work with me in state government.
Okay, here’s my professional opinion…STOP with the new projects (like the tupperware cabinet) and work on the things you’ve already started. Work would maybe be a good idea. But it’s all relative.
haha Sounds just like my day!
I love that you posted this. Seriously. Makes us all go, “Yup! Been there!” and then we can laugh over wine. Oh wait, also, have a glass of wine. 😉
go procrastination! And I agree with Rachel… Finish your preexisting list before you start heaping more on there…
Lets make it interesting! Forget about finishing things. Lets start organizing winter/spring/summer clothes and then stop just after you’ve got everything in piles…
I just stumbled into your blog via dooce and I’m loving it! arms flying around in a clockwise motion…that’s great. Good stuff!!
I am currently dropping the ball in my life. The following is a list of things currently wrong at DRY Ink headquarters, (divided into categories for your viewing pleasure): Missing: 2 library books a 1st grade reader 1 ballet leg warmer 1 camouflaged belt 1 orange little league bat Behind on: uploading files for work...
Honey, give yourself a freaking break. You keep all your own balls in the air, plus everyone else’s. You’re bound to drop one from time to time. Contrary to popular belief, you’re only human. It’s OKAY!!!
P.S. No dirty jokes about balls in the air allowed.
I feel your pain, Eirka, it’s the same story around here.
Jeez Rachel, you take all the fun out of life! *wink*
…balls in the air…hehehe
As long as you’re not ‘dropping balls’ as in growing some I think you’re okay. While we’re on the subject of dropping- where do YOU need to drop 5 lbs? I mean really! I do not look like you do and I’ve only had 1 kid! As for losing stuff around the house, I am convinced that every house has a black hole- either that or little people who come out at night and steal stuff but that’s creepy. Either way, like Rachel said- you’re only human (except for that decorating-goddess blood that is running through your veins) so take it easy on yourself. Love the mudroom by the way. I can tell that it makes excellent mud.
I do the stress in the shoulders thing too. It’s a bitch. Also the unexplainable breakouts. Grr.
Y’all are all too sweet, thanks, and welcome Leaf nice to hear from a sister in stress.
Anyone looking for a blow by blow recap of Sunday with Bossy, Velveteen Mind did it.
While traveling down a certain some what busy road on my way to work yesterday, a loverly lady in the right lane next to me decided she needed to be in my lane. I was reaching into my purse on the passenger front seat for gum, but luckily I was raised right by the hero...
Dude, you scared the crap out of me. I thought this was going to be a post about you getting in a wreck. I’m glad you can drive good, damn it. And you can call me to brag if you want. :o)
I raise to you a glass of milk. (Isn’t that what the race car drivers do??) Maybe I need some tips from you.
And Erika would like to thank all the fine folks at Ford for puttin’ together such a great truck, it was really runnin’ fine today, and everyone at Diet Dr. Pepper, and all the support from Target, and especially the Pottery Barn crew, and ….
Thanks Ann, and thanks to Jeff for handling my acceptance speech, it’s always nice how he’s willing to help and keep the sponsors happy.
Really? ‘Cause I just love lettin’ the ole angles a-dangle!
Why does that image get me a little … warm? Sumpin about the word “dangle?”