“Haauummmm…” Yep, that’s the sound of me throwing my back out lifting Tootsie Roll candy. The station received its mega shipment for Valentine’s Day and like a dorky kid I ran into the conference room squealing, and decided to grab a box…a very heavy box, and look through it. My job might as well be a war zone…the dangers I encounter. My back was not appreciative. Being brilliant, I decided to take said “back” to Zumba tonight. And for that, it did not thank me.
I am not/cannot be pregnant but I’m pretty for sure I’m having back labor. That’s great news. Dang you candy for romancing me!!!
Today’s lunch time texts from Eldest Girl:
“We should have cheeseburgers and fries 4 dinner yo!!!” – her
“Sounds good.” – me
“Are you down with that? You gonna make dis happen 4 me?” – her
“I’m gonna make something happen for u!! LOL” – me
“Make it happen or else.” – her
“U scare me so, Mafia Girl,” – me
“Dishonor on your family! Dishonor on you! Dishonor on your cow!” – Disney’s Mulan loving girl.
I got to go and work with a bunch of DECA students today. We are adding sound to their State competition presentations. They are so excited, as am I.
I was also interviewed by two journalism students today. I am anxious to see what they write about me. I write about everybody else, I wonder what they will have to say. I’m sure I’m at least 10 feet tall in their interpretation of me. I will have perfect hair, speech, and skin. My words will be eloquent and I am sure to have a cape on underneath my clothes. YES! This is the person that I am sure they spoke with today. Anything less will just be a lie.
I also had the misfortune of writing a story of a dear man who was found dead today, supposedly of a self-inflicted gunshot wound. My heart is heavy for this situation. He was such an intriguing gentleman.