easter 2005

I'm still "recovering" after a long weekend. Lots of running around with the kids and visiting family for Easter. Saturday we took the kids to a Sesame Street Live show, then out to Fuddrucker's. Easter Sunday the kids were up bright and early looking to see what the Easter bunny brought them. I'd stayed up getting baskets and goodies ready for everyone. We went to Rodrigo's parent's house and then to the kids' godparent's house where my whole family was at. Click here for pictures. I was really tired yesterday but was comforted by the thought that not many people would be showing up to the bank the day after Easter. Well, not many people went but we're having a nice visit from an auditor. Heh, heh. Needless to say, we're all on our best "we're being audited" behavior. I was trying to make pleasant conversation with a regular client today. I knew he was a preacher or minister (my friends and I refer to him as "the meanest priest in the world") and asked him how his Easter was. He told me that he is Greek Orthodox and didn't celebrate Easter. Oops. He went on and on about how I've talked to him every week for months now and I didn't know what faith he was. Oops again. Now he's invited me to their Easter celebration in May but wants to give me a tutorial first. He started off with a little lecture in Julian dates. Triple oops. I think I gave our auditor lady a good chuckle, though. Anyway, I hope everyone had a good Easter. I also hope I keep my foot out of my mouth from now on. Good night.

feeling: dumb
watching: local news
what I should be doing instead of blogging: putting Alec in bed

business cards

I am a very important banking person and so earlier I received a new batch of business cards. Very boring, plain, bank-like business cards. I was reviewing them and they come complete with company logo, my name, and about a million ways to get in touch with me. White and navy blue. No cute font. I couldn't help but notice that there is room below my name for something else. I asked my manager, "Couldn't we put like a daisy or something in this space"?


her: (blank stare) Are you serious?
me: Yes, it would look really cute. Or a butterfly or something. At least some really cute font.
her: (giggling) We work at a bank. (blank stare)
me: (thinking) and?
She just laughed. I guess they're staying that way. I later thought about the type of people that actually go there and realized that most wouldn't like to get a card with little flowers on them. Ugh. Maybe I'll add a dollar sign. Or a bull (you know, for "bullish" but wearing a bow to make it cute). Ok, now I'm just being ridiculous. Good night.

feeling: thirsty
watching: The Tonight Show
what I should be doing instead of blogging: picking out clothes for tomorrow

bad trait

I don't think this is a good trait of mine but I've always done this. I always point out how people look like other people or characters. I've done this for as long as I can remember and I don't do it to be mean, but sometimes it comes out that way. Of course I don't say it to peoples' faces (unless its a completely flattering resemblance) but when I tell my family, friends, or co workers, they always laugh. At work, there's a guy who works at our branch a couple of days a week and I refer to him as Cousin Larry (from Perfect Strangers). Just today "Hagrid", "David Bowie" and "James Earl Jones" showed up to make transactions at work. Here is a list of some of the people I can remember working or going to school with:
"Chicken" (Prissy from the Foghorn Leghorn cartoons), "Zoolander", "Waldo","Scar", "Frida", "Picasso", "Elf", and so many countless others. My family is not spared either, I think Brianna looks like a baby chick so I've always called her "Pollito" and I think Alec & Rodrigo look like Topo Gigio.
I also tend to make up stories about people or jump to conclusions, rather. It doesn't help that my besy buddy at work, Liz, does the same thing. Together we have "determined" that a lady is having an affair (when she really just had a hair appointment and her family was looking for her), people have drug problems (sniffling with a cold), a guy has mild Tourette's, and various people suffer from severe psychosis. The last two I really think are true. I would think all this was really mean if we actually went and told other people, but I think this just makes time pass a little quicker and makes work more enjoyable. Liz, by the way, is engaged to "Matt Damon". Does this make me horrible? Oh, when will I grow up?

feeling: immature
watching: The Contender
what I should be doing instead of blogging: taking out the trash

book meme

I just found a new book meme while going through blog explosion. I copied the meme but accidentally closed the window and now don't know where I was. Sorry to the blogger for not giving credit but as soon as I find it, I'll post it. Anyway, here it is . . .

Here are the instructions:
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
5. Don't search around and look for the "coolest" book you can find. Do what's
actually next to you.

Well, its too bad that the last instructions state to not go looking around for a cool book because the closest to me is not the coolest. Anyway, the book closest to me is Bridget Jones's Diary and here is the fifth sentence:
"I just started having paranoid fantasy for no reason about Daniel having an affair with someone else and thinking up dignified but cutting remarks to make him sorry."

Ok, your turn.

feeling: sick
watching: Dora the Explorer
what I should be doing instead of blogging: putting away laundry

livestrong

I've been wearing my Livestrong wristband for a while now and I've recently noticed that EVERYBODY is wearing one. This was the subject for a local radio station's morning show. I got to work that day and was telling my co-worker about it. She told me that she'd even seen the wristbands at a gas station. I couldn't believe it. I had just seen a story on the news that said that a local school had prohibited students from wearing this wristbands because it disrupted the classrooms. What? Why are so many kids wearing cancer awarness bands? Anyway, I ended up seeing some at the gas station and they stand for "Girl Power". I also saw some at a drug store. They were called "Dream Bands" and are in a variety of colors. Pink is for dream, lilac for hope, and so on. There are also some other bands that stand for "low carb lifestyle" and other things. I was shocked. Lance Armstrong started off with such a good idea and a worthwhile cause and now all these people are selling them just to make a profit. Kids are just wearing them to see who can collect more colors. Then the other day at work, I was helping some lady explaining some stuff to her. I got the feeling that she wasn't listening to me and then all of a sudden she asks me, "Are those the sex bracelets?". Huh? I tried to explain to her what it meant and who Lance Armstrong is but she kept talking about some article about kids wearing different colored bracelets where each color represents a different sexual act and if someone pulls that color off, they have to perform that act. Those are the thinner "jelly" bracelets like the ones Madonna used to wear in the 80's. I tried telling her that but I think she don't think she believed me. Great. Now some lady thinks I'm some kind of perv who had all the other colors snapped off. I like my wristband and what it stands for but I am seriously considering not wearing it anymore. Oh well. . . . . .

feeling: relaxed
listening to: Radiohead (Karma Police)
what I should be doing instead of blogging: washing dishes