Friday, April 2, 2010

adventures from the office

Okay, today should have been April Fool's Day. Nothing funny happened to me yesterday at all. Nothing.

But today? They're stacked up on top of each other.

To start the day, Xavier came over with his mother, as he does on Fridays, and to his delight, discovered that Gail was home for the day. They played a couple rousing innings of baseball in the living room, after which X informed me that he got a home run. In my little living room.

Then he was in a stubborn mood, and didn't want to eat breakfast. He only wanted to watch dinosaur videos. "I don't want bweakfatt. I only want dinosaur 'bee-ohs'. I want to watch them. I NEED to!" Gail, of course, wasn't having that, and after a long negotiation, he agreed to eat breakfast if he could watch one video. He's fascinated with them still.

I had to leave while he was still in his mood, so I kissed him on his head, ignored his complaint about lack of said videos, and headed out the door.

It's Good Friday today, and lots of people have taken the day off. I commented to a coworker about how quiet it was around here. "Yes, it is quiet," she agreed, but then pointed at herself. "Except for all the voices in my head." I CRACKED up laughing, thinking she was kidding, but she just kind of smiled at me in a funny way. Awkward...well, then. I decided it was a good time to get back to my desk.

I was cruising along, getting things done, and decided to turn on some tunes. I like a little music while I work, so I use Grooveshark, which is perfect for me. I don't need to download anything or put in CD's, I can pick the music I's great. I can pick out my songs, x out of it, and the next day, I can reload the same songs I had the day before. I just plug in my earbuds to the speakers so it doesn't disturb anyone.

I went fishing for my earbuds in my purse and couldn't find them. I started taking everything out because everything I want is invariably on the bottom of the purse. If only you could have seen the look on my face when I pulled out a ziplock sandwich baggie with two slices of fresh mozzarella cheese in it. Seriously. I know I put those in the fridge yesterday when I was done with them. I swear. I have no idea what they were doing in my purse. Doing a little traveling and sightseeing, perhaps, à la The Borrowers?

I looked at them, debated with myself for a minute wondering if they were still good, but then I decided I wouldn't chance it. I dropped the watery, warm cheese into the trash, and kept looking for my earbuds. I got all the way to the bottom (and that's a looong way) and still, no earbuds. What the heck!?

Finally I thought to look in the little zippered pouch that I keep my doodads in (chapstick, fingernail clippers, etc), and, Voilà! There they were. I plugged them in, stuck the one earpiece in my ear, and an hour later...realized I still had not turned on any music. This whole age 50 memory thing is not all it's cracked up to be. At least I was not rocking to the (invisible) beat.


Nezzy said...

Oh baby, I don't need the earbuds, I've got the music in my head...all the time, so I just go with the flow and boogie to the beat!!! Heeeheheh! Funny how some days and uneventful and then!
Have a wonderful Easter weekend.

God bless and enjoy your fantastic Friday!!!

Becky K. said...

That was a great laugh!

Loved the cheese in the purse part.

But forgetting to turn on the music? That was me. I would so do that!

Becky K.

daisymarie said...

I laugh only because I can relate...