It’s my lucky day

I totally lucked out and haven’t yet been kicked out of holidailies. Because of this good good fortune I am going to really really try hard to get these entries written. And not just written, but properly written, so that they aren’t sucky.

You know how I said I’m not going to talk about work? Well, maybe if I just tell you a little story that has nothing to do with my place of employment, whatsoever. Today was the department Christmas party at this place that I don’t work at. And you know what? They used the word “Christmas.” Multiple times. We even have a tree! And there was food and fun and gifts! And you know what else, the food, it was really really good. Like, these people (who are not my coworkers) cooked real dishes. No one took the easy way out and showed up with a bag of chips! They even had dessert.

I think this place that I’m not working in is possibly the best workplace on earth.

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At least I made it to the 20th!

This is probably the longest I’ve managed to stay in the holidailies game. Tomorrow morning I’ll be kicked out. See I’m way behind in my posting. If I had posted every single day since the 7th, I should have 13 entries by now. This entry is my 9th. But really, I don’t think I’ve been able to keep up so well with holidailies in the past. Plus this time I have excellent excuses!

See I have this thing I like to call a job. That’s right, a job! I haven’t been able to say that in so long, and now here I am, saying that I have a job! In the morning I wake up and stumble downstairs and get dressed for my job! And I drive to my office building, where I park my car (free parking!) and go inside to my very own desk. It’s all very exciting. Most of it, at least. My monitor is brand new and smells like new plastic. (Exciting!) But my keyboard is recycled and they didn’t bother cleaning it and whoever had it before me drank coffee and ate lunch while typing. (Not exciting.)

Today was the second day of this job of mine. So far it’s exciting and fun. Oh, and that’s all I’m going to say about this job, other than the fact that I am very happy about finally having one, lest I get dooced.

Also, not really a distraction, but more news – today I got my Permanent Resident card. It’s totally official looking, and even came with its own “protective sleeve.” This card is so cool and shiny. The only thing not neat about it is my picture. The photographer said he wasn’t sure if I was allowed to smile (they don’t let you smile for your passport here) so he didn’t let me smile for the immigration photos. So now I have this really pretty pink Permanent Resident card with a grouchy looking picture of me.

So even though this is my farewell to the portal (maybe I’ll get lucky Jette will get lazy about round 2 tomorrow…) I do plan to keep up with holidailies at home. Wish me luck.

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Five Random Things

This post brought to you by the wonderful Karen.

So I guess the deal is that I have to “Write 5 random facts about yourself, and then list the names of 5 people whom you in turn infect. Also, leave a post to these people letting them know they have been infected.”

Do you know how tempting it is to keep from copying Karen’s five things and tell you all about the haircut I got last month? I’ll resist and try to come up with something more creative than that.

And just so you all know (again,) sometime this morning Mayer pooped and the whole main floor of the house stinks.

1. There are certain sounds that I cannot handle. The scraping of silverware on a plate or bowl and certain temperatures of ice being scraped from a window. If ever I hear those noises, I need to take counteractive measures. No, really. To counteract the screeching of these sounds I need to scratch my fingernails on something that is the opposite of screechy. Most often that’s just scratching them on my thumb.

2. I also won’t touch most doors with my bare hands. I’ll use my arm/elbow if it’s a push door, or if I have long sleeves on, I’ll open the door with my hand, covered by the sleeve.

3. Morning hasn’t started until breakfast has been eaten.

4. I love Christmas. I think it’s important to buy a new ornament every year so that you have some sort of “history” on your tree. I think theme trees are sterile, unless you’ve been accumulating your themed ornaments over the years. I know some people like to put up their trees with different themes every year, but that just means that you’re buying new ornaments every year. My goal in Christmas decoratorship is to be forever rid of glass balls.

5. I keep complaining about the poop because it’s the only thing I can smell. Jim won’t let me clean the litter boxes, so if I’m home alone and he isn’t, there’s no one to clean the boxes. Why won’t he let you clean them, you wonder… I suppose now is as good a time as any. I had wanted to wait until the first twelve weeks were over, but it seems I am impatient and cannot do so.

I’m 8 weeks pregnant!

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