I had to post this on my blog so I NEVER forget where it's at.  It's just TOO funny, Alan!

So tomorrow is our food day at work.  Tuesday is always best because it's the 'long' day from 8 to 8 and that way we are always nibbling and it just makes the day go fast.  Always lots of laughter and sharing on those days.

Well, I decided to get some groceries on the way home to make 'GREEN' items since that's our theme this time.  Yeah, a Swede celebrating St. Patty's day.  HA!  OK.  Spinach herb tortilla shells to make wraps, some fresh veggies, salad makings, blah blah blah.........  Then I have this great idea to try making a mousse, not an ordinary mousse because I don't do ordinary.  I even had left over champagne glasses from a gazillion years ago to use up for fun.   But no, I pick a Guinness Chocolate Mousse from scratch with green whipped topping!  What was I thinking!?!?!  So after wasting 6 farm fresh eggs AND breaking the hand mixer, along with messing up the recipe so bad a 1st grader would make fun of me, I have FINALLY come to the realization that the kitchen is the LAST place I should ever be.  Well, unless it's to clean up after the chef.  I bow down before the king of food, my husband.  

It was almost comical as I look at the evening.  He's over in his corner just mixing, tasting, blah blah, and I'm on the other side of this tiny area trying to be a master.  I want to show him up.  His tortilla wraps are great.  My mousse is just a comedy of errors.  Told him that we'll be eating Guinness Chocolate Mousse for our midnight snacks for a week whether he likes it or not!  So move over Snack-N-Pack pudding!  LOL

At least I know my 7-layer salad isn't going to flop, or that I'll break a utensil while trying to make it.  

YEAH ME!  LOL 

After ironing my slacks this morning, I decide to actually wear them to work.  Went to work to fix an issue but came back home again because I wasn't scheduled yet.  Messed around with the mini mini notebook idea for a couple of hours.  Went back to work and wandered around there most the afternoon.  And THEN the dryer sheet decides to fall out of my slack leg into the patient's hallway.  

#1 - Thank goodness one of the techs found it (but why did she think it was mine?)  hmmmm

#2 - At least it wasn't toilet paper hanging off my backside.

Silver lining in every situation, I tell you!  And it was a ROUGH ROUGH day.  But I enjoy even this slightest little bit of humor.  You have to!  

Thanks, Jess, for keeping my laundry picked up!  :)

A friend from work called over to my location a couple of weeks ago and said she'd been cleaning out some things of her daughter's.  One of her college art projects came up and her daughter told her to THROW IT OUT!  Well, this friend knows me well enough to offer it to me to enjoy.

So I bring it home, thinking that all these hundreds of beads can be taken off their wires and re-used for some wonderful beadwork on bags or purses, or SOMETHING.  This thing is nothing BUT glass beads and wire.  Now what it was designed or created to be is another thing and we still can't figure it out.  But her trash became my treasure.
But when I brought it home and showed it to my 'art major' husband, he immediately took to the thing and hung it up in our kitchen and told me I wasn't touching it yet.  So here it hangs, uglier than all get out, but I've kept my word and not yanked it apart yet.  
But the story gets better!  Our daughter and mother of three stopped over one morning and stopped dead in her tracks and said, "Mother!  What in the HELL is that?  And get that off your wall!"  Oh, Shawna.  LOL  Yes, she called me 'mother', that's what she calls me when she's disgusted with me.  tee hee  She calls 'em as she sees 'em and I adore her for that.
Someday, honey.....someday.