My Favorite Things

Now that Christmas is coming up I am going to share some of my favorite things:
1. Saint Hedwig's Church is where we're getting married - this is nice because of Harry Potter - oh yes, and Z really likes it
2. My ring
3. Partial honeymoon in Charlotte, part in Charleston, Sarasota and DISNEY! Does it get better than Disney? No, I don't think so.
4. My ring
5. Harry Potter 7 part 1 is out in Theaters
6. My ring
7. Christmas songs on 4 radio stations - if you keep switching, you never have any commercials!
8. My ring
9. Flounder - aka my car, which right now smells like cigarettes, due to some idiot throwing out a flaming butt and it landing somewhere in my car and stinking up my interior for a month now
10. My ring

High Importance!!

You know when you get an email sent with high importance? It used to make me jump until I found that some people send EVERY email with that red exclamation point. This does not make sense to me. I don't think these people remember the little boy who cried wolf. I have two of these people in my life and am now able to recognize the emails for what they are and no longer feel the need to drop everything I'm working on when the email comes in to leap into action.

Really?

My first back to work after vacation I will remember forever and always. Word had gotten around about the engagement and everyone was coming up to me with their well wishes. There was one person who thought she would go one step beyond everyone else. She tried pulling my ring off my finger so she could try it on. Yep, for real. I really wonder what would make someone think that would be okay. I think I will never know.

Nail Magnet

In the past six weeks three of my tires have been attacked by nails. It's not my fault, of course. I'm not sure what they did wrong, but they have apparently made an enemy in their 13 months of life. It's a good thing Z can plug tires! I was a little apprehensive this time when the power drill came out and started making the hole bigger, but all worked out!
How did I know I had nails, you ask? Well, it's simple really; I have an air gauge in each tire that tells my car the pressure. As I am a very anal type A personality, I check them every day and notice when the air pressure goes down by 1 PSI. Then Z gets the call - "I think I have a nail in my tire". After the first one he thought I was kidding. After the second he thought I was crazy. After the third he accepted that he will be forever and always stuck with the task of fixing my messes.

Follow the Leader

My mother and I were going to both be less judgemental. Probably she's doing great. I decided I'm just too good at it to stop. Today would have been a test for even the most patient of people.
After work I stopped at the mall to get some clothes for vacation. I went into the fitting room and was the only one in there, out of twenty stalls. Perhaps thirty seconds later someone else came in and ended up in the stall right next to me. Another thirty seconds after that another woman came in and ended up on the other side of me. Yep, for real.
My next stop was at the drive up ATM. I pulled in and there was a beige car at the ATM with their door open and a woman hanging out squinting at the screen. Beige car, senior citizen, bad sign. First she did a balance inquiry. That took a bit. Squint at the receipt. Apparently okay to get cash, card went back in. $20 later, get back in the car. Note the checkbook. Put the cash in the wallet. S L O W L Y put the car in gear, pausing briefly in reverse, then oops, that's reverse! Shift all the way to drive. Pull away hesitantly. Look back in rearview mirror to see the four cars waiting not-so-patiently in her wake. Hahaha, yes, very funny.
My last stop was another drive thru to get a strawberry smoothie, yum! You guessed it, another senior citizen. I pulled up and she was ordering. It's possible she had never ordered food at a drive thru. After three minutes of her ordering her two items (I saw on the screen when I pulled up) she was finally okay to continue. It sounded like she had about fifteen questions for the poor restaurant worker. I pulled up behind her to wait in line. The two cars in front pulled up, she stayed in place. One of the two cars pulled away, again, she stayed in place. Ok, time to beep. BEEP! Not really, just a light tap. She pulled up to window number one and paid. Then she asked where her food was. Polite restaurant worker indicated she should pull up to window number two, as had the cars in front of her. Window two, here she comes! There was a transfer of ketchup, then the ketchup was handed back. Not sure what that was all about. Then it was my turn, too bad I couldn't show her how it's done.
Get me home, I can't take any more!

Connecticut

As many of you know I spend a lot of time in my car traveling from the Cape to Delaware. I have this problem of being too observant for my own good. One of the things I notice is license plates. Over the years Massachusetts has changed the format for our plates. They started out green, only the back plate was required. Around the time I got my license they changed to red plates, and two became the requirement, front and back. Three numbers and three letters turned into four numbers, two letters, turned into a mix. I think my favorite series are the M00 series. 123 M00 always brought a smile to my face. One good thing about Massachusetts is that we don't have temporary tags, when a car is registered you get real plates right away. Ah, the joy of having prisoners do something productive.
Some states have palm trees and crescent moons, some have sports teams, others have NASCAR drivers; I've seen NY go back to the original yellow/orange, there's the ever popular NJ yellow plates that you see as the drivers either go flying by you or cut you off; the Virginia drivers you can always witness on the side of the highway with the red and blue flashing lights behind them. Ontario will be the one in the slow lane reading the map as driving.
If you've ever traveled through Connecticut, though, I think they take the cake. What other state would let 123 WTF pass the test? I don't know wtf they were thinking, but it's always good for a laugh!

New Job?

Today was an exciting day at work. It was normal until lunch time, then we found the running toilet! A friend at work actually found it, but I was lucky enough to be involved! One of the toilets in our restroom was flushing non-stop, one was blocked and the third was just hanging out. We went in and kicked at it and tried the "jiggle the handle" trick. The next attempt was to try to flush the other toilets. One half worked, one continued to hang out. After a few minutes we figured out that our attempts were not really doing anything and we called the lucky maintenance man on his cell phone to step in and do his magic. I guess a job in plumbing is not in our near future.