Gold Plated Cookies
We just got back from Whole Foods. I have to say, what a fiasco. Not only was there the normal Saturday crowd. The Sample Lady was there. That poor girl was just being mobbed. I mean mobbed. I didn’t have a cart and I still couldn’t fit into the bakery aisle. It appeared to be pieces of cheese cake being sampled. One little old lady, dressed all fancy, was diving in for more with 2 pieces already in hand. How embarrassing for her! Vultures! You’d think Sample Lady was passing out gold plated cookies.
The Hard Part About Coming Home For Lunch
I have had the luxury over this past year to work close enough to my apartment to eat lunch at home. It’s great! Really! I get to check email, feed the cats (there are two), watch TV, clean, and all sorts of things. The problem is that it takes me completely out of work mode. Take today for instance:
I get home and find that I have actual comments from people visiting this site! I got excited about that, so I forgot about eating (apparently I wasn’t hungry enough after five hours at work with no break) and started noticing a few things I had added to my blog that I wanted to change. Like my categories… more like was I drunk? So I ditched that, changed a button, realized I hadn’t eaten, shoved a leftover burrito down my throat, and I still wanted to post this entry. I’m sure this is not what I had originally wanted to say, but now I’m running late! See what happens!?! Gotta go!
What Am I Doing??
I’ve been up for over an hour, and I have not done anything. Looks like the start of another productive day!
“I’ll Give You Love, I’ll Hit You Like A Truck, I’ll Give You Love, I’ll Teach You How To….”
Erotica (Radio Edit) from the album GHV2 - Greatest Hits Volume 2 by Madonna. A great song. I am so into it right now! Nothing like listening to music randomly. I always hear something perfect.
