31 May 2012

Who Gives a F^@# About an Oxford Comma? – Me!

current state of mind: amused

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
This is our lives on Holiday
~ ‘Holiday’ by Green Day

I’ve been in Texas for a week. This trip is not precisely what I had originally planned; but it’s been refreshing all the same. Something about this place is good for my soul. I have had the privilege of seeing friends and family – all while clearing my head of the stressors that have recently plagued my days. Thursday is day 2 in the Texas office. I enjoy seeing the people who normally don’t grace my presence due to distance. Plus I got an added surprise and was able to see some peeps from other locations as well. Yay for that!

Last night I switched households here, moving closer to work and shortening my morning commute by 50%. Since my usual AM drive takes about 7 minutes, the 45 minutes it took me yesterday at 6am was beyond unacceptable. This morning was a leisurely 15 minutes with very little traffic. Granted, the impromptu hail storm was a surprise; but I wasn’t complaining since I already intended to make a hail damage claim next week.

This morning, my new Hostess and her Little Lord (LL) were rays of sunshine. It is no secret that mornings are not my strength, so it was a pleasure to be greeted by a smiling baby boy crawling away from his momma who was waiting with a clean diaper. As if that weren’t enough, her two dogs were also enthusiastic about seeing me this morning. Granted, I shower them with attention when they come near me, so it is not entirely surprising that they were hanging about while I got ready for work. Oh, and the Master of the House fixed my bumper which had popped a little out of place from a high curb incident. How blessed am I to have such wonderful friends? I give thanks every day.

PERSONAL NOTE: I had fun last night! Wish we could hang out more often!

CONFIDENTIAL NOTE: I still think it’s a mistake; but ‘Time is the beauty of the road being long’.

Eidetic Vision

Main Entry: ei·det·ic Pronunciation: I-'det-ik Function: adjective : marked by or involving extraordinarily accurate and vivid recall especially of visual images - an eidetic memory Merriam-Webster's Dictionary, © 2002 Merriam-Webster, Inc.