Beach Bums.

Jon & I managed to escape out of town for a weekend at the beach, and let me tell you, it was just what the doctor ordered -- a much-needed break from everything (my dogs, who stayed behind, might beg to differ)... And even though I'm back at work and it's already Tuesday, I'm posting some of my weekend pictures as a little pick-me-up. It's hard to look at sunny beach pictures and not be happy, right? Well, not so hard if you think about the fact that you are no longer there, but whatever... At least it was good while it lasted:

Peyton Manning, I think I love you...

A Present! For Me!? Gee, Thanks...

I walked outside this morning to find this lovely little present awaiting me on my doorstep, no doubt from my new little black porch kitty -- or so I'm guessing since it was laying front & center with stray feathers everywhere and a little cow lick on the bird itself.

On the one hand, I'm flattered, Kitty, I really am. On the other hand, poor little bird.

I got your "Sweet Sixteen" right here....

Guess who's currently winning the office pool for the NCAA Tournament here at work? That's right -- this bitch! 2 years ago it came down to me and one other guy (I didn't play last year, fortunately for them), and he's currently running a close second now. But you know, for someone who doesn't even like basketball and only does enough reseach to fill out my bracket with just a slight air of knowledge and confidence, being ahead at ANY point is worth the 5 bucks it cost to buy in -- just to say that the guys almost got beaten by a girl. Ha!

Of course, now that I gloated, I'll lose. Oh well...

Touche'.

This discussion came from me trying to reason why I should have a caffeinated Diet Coke at work while on the dreaded diet (we're supposed to limit the caffeine intake):

Kelly: "I've really gotten hooked on Diet Dr Pepper lately, but that's a Pepsi product, so it's not in our vending machine."
Sharon: "You know you can get Diet Dr Pepper WITHOUT caffeine, right?"
Kelly: "Ew. Kind of defeats the purpose, doesn't it? I mean, that's like smoking a cigarette and replacing the tobacco with hay. It just doesn't yield the same effect."
Sharon: "Eh, good point."

Mike Is a Drama Queen.

With my LASIK surgery coming up on Wednesday, I was just perusing the good ol' world wide web for pre-op information and came across this "Ask Lasik Doctors" site. There's this one thread started by this guy, Mike, is a major drama whore. I realize I haven't had the surgery yet, nor did I walk in his shoes, but still... It's obvious that everyone who replied to his post tried to be gentle with him when they really wanted to just say, "DUDE, CALM THE FUCK DOWN!" You really have to just read it for yourself (just make sure you read all of it for the full effect of his unnecessary nervous breakdown). At least, it entertained me for a bit. ;)

And Mike, if this ever gets back to you, well, I'm sorry. But it's true. You were a total puss.