Happy Friday

I'm in such a good mood today, thank you very much. It's Friday evening--love Friday evenings because there isn't a rush to get things done, dinner, homework, baths, scouts---it's just so much more relaxed. I got a butt load of stuff done at work today, though it still looks like something exploded on my desk. The office closed early for the three day weekend and it is simply amazing how much stuff you can actually accomplish when bosses aren't asking for this or that. Damn them.

One thing I like about my job and the one I had before is the friends I've made. I have three people in particular that I met through work, interviewed for stories and have become great friends with. TL and his family are one. We don't get to email as much as we used to but I heard from him and his sis's this week--love those people. I'm incredibly jealous of TL though--next March he's doing a marathon in...wait for it....Antarctica! Yes, he's taking my dream trip, well, except for the running part : ) This summer he's running in Rio. He's also ran a marathon on the Great Wall. How awesome is that? Despite the fact that he lives on the left coast we're family--his is as screwed up as mine : ) We are the only sane ones in our families, OK, a couple of his sisters are cool and my brother is cool but otherwise we're kindred spirits.

Another of my friends from this job is coming to my conference. She is just way cool too and we hit it off right away. She's one of those people that you meet and feel like you've been friends for years. My other friends are actually from two jobs ago, same type of business, and I love them to death too. They come to town once and year and even The Hubs enjoys hanging out with him. I think it's because he and one of the women were separated at birth, eerie how much they're alike.

I cooked dinner tonight : ) OK, I do it occasionally but have discovered if you put some Motown in the CD player and sing and dance while you're cooking it goes much better. I just hate the coming up with what to cook part, that really sucks.

Oh, I got poison ivy again. Dammit. I should have known better. I weed eated this past weekend (is that even correct grammar? or should be I used the weed eater? ) You'd think, being as allergic to the stuff as I am, that I'd be able to recognize and stay away from it. But nooooo, not me. I got a shot, big shot, in my ass today in the hopes of clearing it up before it gets worse. I still have the scar on my arm from last year or the year before when it got bad. I get this crap at least once a year. (Oh, and also thank you very much, when I went to the doc this morning I've lost like 15-20 pounds compared to when I got on the scales at my mom's a few months ago.)

The reading for Donut's wedding has been written. I wrote two different things and she took that and blended it with some of her own stuff. I hope I can get through it without crying, but I seriously doubt it. I'm all set though, we've got a hotel room that night and after the wedding and The Boy dances with her they're heading to my folks house (cos my Bro and SIL are going to be out of town) and we get to hang out and have fun. Whoooohooooo : )