Seriously, I am one beat down MoFo. I had a pretty great week at work, though. Not once could I be heard to mutter under my breath, 'Oh, yeah, Motherfucker? We'll see how you like it when I walk up out of this bitch and you don't have any business.'
Because I apparently turn ghetto and get a very inflated sense of my worth to the company when I get pissed off.
But this week? Was a good week. I made lots of moolah. Moolah makes the world go round and it makes Contrary a nice level-headed, keeps-her-job kind of girl.
But today? Today I'm OFF. Off, off off. LaLaLa. HA!
Some notes:
To Pookie: Thank you SO much for finding homes for those three terribly cute poop machines puppies. I thank you and our floors thank you. Also, thank you for bringing us all lunch yesterday at work. Thank you for taking Contrary Jr. to the mall at the last minute yesterday so she could get a skirt for the dance which you then immediately took her and picked her up from, thereby letting me sit at home on my ass and thank God my work week was over. Thanks for bringing home some chicken. Thanks for stopping at Wallyworld just for Splenda because I cannot drink sugar in my coffee anymore. Also, thank you for not snoring very much last night.
To Contrary Jr. : Thank you for taking such good care of your baby brother. Thanks for being patient. Thanks for calling me at work practically every day to see when I'll get off so you can have fresh coffee waiting. Thanks for being an all around good kid. Thanks for letting me play with your hair even though you're 16 and much too mature for all that.
To Short Round (the 3 year old): Thanks for telling me that I'm your best friend. I am, you know. Thanks for being the sweetest little boy on the face of the Earth, when you're not being the loudest little boy on the face of the Earth. Thanks for crawling into bed with us this morning and actually nodding back off for a little while so Mama got to cuddle your warm little self.
To Jo: Thanks for reading and posting to the ghost story even though it freaked you right the hell out and you prolly didn't get any sleep that night. You big weinie. Thanks for being there for me, even though we're so far away from each other now. Thanks for being so funny and nasty and silly . Thanks for taking such good care of your Mom.
To anyone who reads or comments here: Thanks for that. I appreciate it, more than you know.
Stay tuned later in the day for some possible meme-y goodness. Maybe. If I don't gorge on Chinese food at lunch and spend the rest of the day napping and wishing I was napping.
Contrar'- what about our pact? The one where we never say nice shit to each other? You know I'm a puss at heart and am allergic to true confessions of your appreciation (it makes my nose run and my eyes water). I will not respond by telling everyone how you've literally helped saved my sanity and my life before. I won't tell them how I have trusted you to assure the safety of my heartbeat (read:my son). I won't do that. I also won't mention how being your cousin has been great and entertaining. However, being one of my best friends... has meant the world to me. I also won't tell everyone that you aren't so fuckin' contrary... you just want to be. At heart you're one of the most loving people anyone could ever know. Especially if they are lucky enough to call you Mommy. Your sense of humor... has brought me out of many "funks". See? I won't tell those things... cause I wouldn't want to make you uncomfortable or nuttin. And, by the way, my Mom... did everything for me.. I was her exhistence being an only child to her single Mom world. I love the old lady and I sort of her owe one (or many). Contrar'- I am blessed in life. And I count YOU as one of my blessings. "I love ya man"!
Now, aren't you glad I didn't tell everyone all that?
Posted by: jojothewhere the hell is the real contrary?girl | February 12, 2006 at 08:51 AM
Stay away from the Mongolian Beef. That is my only bit of useful advice today.
Posted by: Dawn | February 13, 2006 at 08:52 AM
Despite her promise to kill someone if she didn't get some shrimp egg foo yong, I have to report that our Chinese buffet was free of bloodshed, even though they were out of the SEFY.
Shame. Would have made for lively lunchtime entertainment.
Posted by: Pookie | February 13, 2006 at 10:27 AM