Friday, April 22, 2011

Friday, Padres, and a little Cough to boot...

Good Day My Dears...

Yesterday, I had EVERY INTENTION of going to work out when I got home from work. But then, Alessandra asked if I wanted to go to the hot tub. I mean, how could I turn that down? I'm building a friendship here, and isn't that FAR more important than making my buns and abs turn to steel? It was a nice little hot tub sesh. Afterwards, my friend Chris came over and we watched American Idol. Goodbye, Stefano...I will miss looking at your cutie-patootie face and thinking to myself, "If only he was 12 inches taller, I'd REALLY be into him then..." As if I have all the chances in the world to meet him and better yet, date him(??)...I think my single life has made me delirious...and yet still, very picky.

This morning, I went to Starbucks. I've been going to this particular location for about 8 months now. I order the exact same thing (sometimes, a slight variation): Grande (or Venti depending on how much sleep I got the night before) Pike's Place (which is just regular coffee) and a Reduced-Fat Turkey Bacon Breakfast Sandwich. Never fails. That's what I get. FINALLY....this morning, I step up to the register, ready to give my order, when she looks at me and says, "Turkey bacon, right? And a coffee? Grande?" I smiled with appreciation. It's about dang time someone remembers! Or maybe that's just a sign that I go to Starbucks too often? 

I'm going to share something with you. You may or may not want to hear. It's kind of gross (to most, not to me). In the time it's taken me to type out this blog, I have coughed and hocked up 2 full sized loogies and spit them in my trash can next to me. You're probably asking why I felt the need to share this information. I don't have a reason. Other than the fact, that it's quite possible I'm getting sick. Michelle does not get sick. Michelle is a firm believer in positive thinking for my health and it has somehow worked thus far. (Why am I talking in the 3rd person?) However, Roomie has been coughing for weeks now. And me, being the ever so confident one, has been drinking out of the same drinks, sitting very close, yadda thing you know, I'm coughing myself to sleep and hocking up loogies while I write my blog. End of discussion. Moving on.

Tonight, I'm going to another Padres game. HR lady came up to me yesterday and said, "Would you like the company tickets for the Padres game tomorrow night? Someone can't go anymore." Why yes, HR lady...yes, I would like the box seats. Thank you very much. Score for me and Roomie.

It's Friday...that means I have absolutely zero drive to work today...How 'bout you?

Enjoy that weekend, my lovelies. I know you'll miss me terribly...No? Is that just me? I think I'm delirious...time to drink my coffee.



  1. oh how i dream about starbucks peeps knowing my order - being able to yell out: the usual, sam! or greg or tammy - whoever really. because i'd know them all, and they would all know me.


  2. Hey, have a wonderful Easter! Will miss those Easter baskets and egg hunts (sigh).



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