An Ounce of Decorum, PLEASE!?!?!?

Someone told me this morning that I look tired.  And that someone wasn't my mom, my sisters, my husband, or even a friend.  It was one of my male co-workers.  Someone who I consider more of an acquaintance than anything else - someone I know BECAUSE I work with him.  Someone I would never, under any circumstance, relate any personal or intimate details of my life to.  Someone who spends lots of time complaining about the fact that I am in the position I'm in, who has always asked for things that are not appropriate to his position, and who, two seconds before telling me that I looked tired, tried to give me advice about my job that was unsolicited and totally unnecessary.  Immediately after the the word "tired" left this guy's mouth, I wanted to lunge across my desk and claw his eyes out.  It literally took every ounce of energy I had stored, to get me through another hellacious day at work, not to wind back my (until that moment) limp hand and slap the smug bastard square on the cheek.

Friday Funday (Freedey Foondey)

I know that many of you have been just dying to know how to say, "Can someone please pass the ketchup" they way that the Swedish Chef would.

For your info, it's: " Cun sumeune-a pleese-a pess zee ketchoop"

You're welcome.

*If you're not laughing out loud right now, please have your sense of humor checked out by a professional IMMEDIATELY!*

Thanks to StumbleUpon, an awesome new website that has random stuff about your interests mailed to you regularly, you too can come up with fantastic phrases a-la Swedish Chef by visiting this website where you will find a translator tool for translating English into Swedish Chef, Jive, Valley Girl, and Pig Latin.  Yeah, Pig Latin!

It's pretty awesome. Have fun wasting time with this little piece of web genius!

Happy Friday and Happy Early Presidents Day to Everyone! 

Or, as I like to say:

Heppy Freedey und Heppy Ierly Preseedents Dey tu Iferyune-a! Bork Bork Bork!

Steak, The Plaza, Hot Fudge, & Frankie Valli: our V-Day Celebration in NYC

Forgive the long post title...or don't.  Your call.  I think it perfectly sums up the amazing weekend Greg and I had in celebration of Valentine's Day (albeit a few days early).

A few weeks ago, I got a weekly e-mail from TravelZoo with the top 20 travel deals of the week, which included a deal on stays at several Starwood hotels in NYC for very deeply discounted rates.  Anytime TravelZoo features anything in NYC I check it out - because I love to get a deal, and because we live so close to NYC that going there for an event is like getting away without the hassle of driving a million miles or sitting in an airport waiting for delayed flights.  I booked a room for one night, and prayed like crazy that it wouldn't snow the weekend before Valentine's Day.  Unfortunately, the weather forecast called for snow Friday night and Saturday, so I ended up working all night on Friday - but for almost no reason since the snow we were supposed to get never really amounted to anything.  Someday I'd like to be a weather forecaster...what other job can you have where you can be wrong 50% of the time and not get penalized for it?  Not a bad deal.

Longest Day...Ever

Today is moving slower than molasses being poured from a jar in the middle of January.  So...left to my own devices, I have started looking at tons of webpages to find inspiration for my house.  Specifically the kitchen.  Which isn't horrible, but needs some little touches to make it more like something we would have chosen had we actually designed and installed stuff ourselves.  Basically, it needs some lots of pizzazz.  Here's some pictures of what it looked like when we bought the house:

This is what you saw when you walked into the kitchen from the dining room.
Take note of the awesome border, window treatments, green laminate counters, and sweet clock.

And this is the view from standing with your back to the window.
The border really stands out in this picture.  And makes me so grateful for the work we've done so far!