I know this happens to everyone (at least I hope its not me)....but when I am sitting in my office talking on the phone, please do not stand in my doorway just staring at me waiting to get off. Go down the hall or do something else, or even just stand in the hall but please for heaven's sakes do not just stand there staring at me.
I don't do it to you.....because its rude.
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
First let me just say that I moved 5 weeks ago and have unpacked 5 boxes. I'm not kidding. Part of it is due to sheer laziness, part of it is due to the fact that I get home from work and frankly don't feel like unpacking, part of it is that it is too overwhelming, and part of it is my new obsession----
I never got into it last season- I think it must have come up against another show I watch but I felt like it might be right up my alley. (I've been looking for a good thriller kinda show to fill the hole that Alias left...) I finally rented the first season on DVD the other week and since then it is ALL I have watched. It is SO GOOD...not to mention the fact I am totally in love now with Milo Ventimiglia and the guy who plays Mohinder- I should figure out his name if I am to be his wife I guess.
Its so good, but slightly scary at times too. My boyfriend and I have had 2 HUGE fights this week and one of them was because he would not drive to my house at 1:20 am when I called him freaking out after a particularly scary Heroes. (The other one involved him wanting to teach me a lesson about how hard sanding is...whatever.)
Anyhoo, I have 12 more episodes to go before the season 2 premiere Monday- wish me luck. I see no unpacking getting done in my future.
(As an aside- my boss is doing the same thing oddly enough and today came to me and said- "So how far along are you?" When I told him he says, "Oh, I am a little ahead of you. You are going to freak out when blah blah blah happens" and then proceeds to tell me what happens. Thanks.)
Monday, September 17, 2007
First you must understand I did not grow up with dogs. We had a couple of cats growing up but none that I remember missing too much when they "ran away". We never had a dog and I grew up with the idea that people who had dogs in their houses were not normal....(stay with me).
In college I even remember saying once that if I ever had a dog it would live in the backyard to which my friend yelled, "You're one of THOSE people?" And, at that time I was. Somewhere in the last 5 years or so I have become a dog person. A sleep on the bed with me dog person. Whenever I see a dog I have to pet it, or talk to it, or start crying if I pass it on the road. I love them.
As you know I received a puppy as a Christmas present this year. It took a few months for me to be ok with it, but now I have become that lady who talks to her dog like it was a person.
My dog has recently become obsessed with playing catch with the frisbee. I mean OBSESSED. If we are inside she brings me the frisbee and puts it at my feet and then backs up and just stares at me. Today I went home for lunch and she sat by the door just waiting. I finally looked at her and said, just like I was talking to a person, "I'm sorry. No. I am eating." And thats when I knew- I'm that lady. Like it or not.