Love is...

...whispered 'I love you's'

...silly texts from the sister

...hugs from the Momma

...rainbows

...having someone take out the trash

...smiles from The Child

...my Beloved

...kisses from the puppy

...silly jokes

...Tigger heart socks

...self check out lines

...Him

...forgiveness

...jeans that fit just right

...Dr. Pepper

...the smell of Mamaw's house

...the fire pit in mom's backyard

...the promise of a weekend

...big laughs

...friends - the ones that live far away and the ones you see every day

...spell check

...knowing someone loves you - no matter how crazy it gets

Happy Valentine's Day! I love YOU!

Until next time....

Excuse the Mess

I don't function well in chaos. I like order and cleanliness. And life thinks it's fun to make me squirm.

Our Houston office is under some much needed construction and it's a HOT MESS! I've spent days in an office surrounded by jackhammering and sawing and MORE SADNESS!!! I go home every night with a pounding headache covered in dust. I'm miserable. But I can laugh. So here's some highlights:

Bird of Prey vs. The Feather duster: So our office is in massive turmoil and I offered my office to our Police Officer so he wouldn't have to sit on the floor - seriously. Well, the next day I get in and the stuff on my desk has been moved around which I don't think much of. Well, I go to move some paper and I find the piece of a feather. And I panic. It's a large bird of prey waiting in a corner to peck my eyes out! (For the record - animals in my work space is not unheard of) I run down the hall and find the first person I see. "SCOTT!! I think there's a bird in my office!" He already knows I'm crazy - so it's okay. So we head down to my office and he picks up the feather. He says "I think this might be a feather duster! I think they cleaned your office!" Sure enough, the layers of construction were gone and we compared our feather to the duster in the cleaning closet and it was a match. Thank goodness - I get to keep my eyes! :) I see a feather and I immediately think my eyes are in danger. I might need medication.

No sir!: The downstairs restrooms are both being redone which means the only restroom available is upstairs. In Zombieland. I hate Zombieland. When I was told this was going to be the case, I jokingly said I was just going to hold it. The first day, I opened the door and the light was out. I HATE when lights are out in Zombieland. I flick the light on and see a BIG HUGE ZOMBIE ROACH! And I left for lunch and found their restroom quickly. Now I'm extra paranoid. If the lights out - I'm not going.

So when my boss said he could use my help in Atlanta - I was very willing to jump on the pocket plane and head that way. No jackhammering here! HOLLA!!

Until next time......

Coming Home

I know, I know - I've been home a while. I've been home so long - I'm gone again. :) But I'll give you a few more items from my San Diego trip.

Our resort had little make up mirrors on the wall in the restroom which I appreciate! But because it's me - so mine had some issues. It wouldn't face the right way; BUT my mother did not raise a fool and I showed that mirror who was boss!

We got to come home VERY early on Thursday and as I'm walking to the lobby for our ride at 4am - I took this shot of a very quiet golf course.And then a cute little bunny hopped in front of me - and I almost died. It takes a lot of self control to not scream at 4 in the morning on a dark golf course when a rabbit crosses your path. At least for me it does.

Pepita and I were very happy to be home and we even came home with a very lovely SkinMedica beach bag! We had a lovely time in San Diego and we're currently hanging out in Atlanta. Good times!

Until next time...

Meeting, eating and rolling

Day 2 of our San Diego adventure meant meetings all day with some yummy food thrown in. Breakfast was done on the patio and it was COLD!! I thought California was supposed to be perfect weather! THIS is NOT perfect weather! THIS is FREAKIN COLD!

So we ate really fast and were all in our seats early. :)

And while lunch was still a little chilly - it was also VERY gorgeous.

Before dinner, the crew met for "Team Building". I hate team building. We listened to a motivational speaker that used Fire Walking as an example of how to be brave. So my overactive imagination spent the rest of the day fretting that our promised 'team building exercise' would be that. But thankfully it wasn't and thankfully it wasn't so bad.

It was a three part process. Each team was given a tricycle to build - the fastest team won. Then we were given items to use to decorate our bikes - the most creative team won. And finally, one person from each team got to race said bikes around the courtyard of the hotel - the fastest team won.

After our race, we were told the bikes were being donated to local children's charities which made us all say "awww!". Then they brought the kids out - and we all cried. Seriously, who gives a room full of women a bunch of liquor and then parades a bunch of cute little kids out?! Yeesh. The kids and their families got to have dinner with us - mostly the parents ate, the kids were too busy riding around the room. :) It's a beautiful thing.

It was a lovely day with no fire walking. ;)

Pepita Does San Diego...sort of

Pepita and I got to spend a few days in San Diego last week while we attended SkinMedica's annual sales meeting. We didn't actually SEE San Diego - we drove THROUGH San Diego....I think. We spent a few very cold days at the Rancho Bernardo Inn where I got to meet the people I've spent months emailing.

Here are a few highlights from day 1:

On the way to the airport! Pepita and I don't love early.

San Diego!! From the bus.

Our view. Not bad at all!

We had a long day traveling - Pepita needed a rest.

Apparently company gatherings mean open bar. Who knew?!

Night, night!

But wait! There's more.....

There's no crying in football...unless you're me

I'm not all that athletic. Big shock, I know. I also do not spend a large amount of time watching sports, I don't really care. My attention span is spastic. And I have irrational attachment issues and a very addictive personality.

But it's the playoffs and you can't go anywhere that a TV isn't tuned to the latest game.

Tonight we decide to try Capt' Benny's seafood. It's a sports bar shaped like a boat that has a TV hung on all the walls tuned in to the Saints/49ers playoff game. As Daniel talks about the teams and the playoffs, I immediately decide the 49ers should win. The Saints were just in the big game, it's the 49ers turn - and they're playing at home! How exciting for their fans! (Note how irrational my choice of team is based on: who's turn it is to win? who's beloved fans are filling the seats? who's colors will I look best in on Super Bowl Sunday when I attend the ONLY football party I ever attend? See? Irrational. I should also mention this loyalty usually only lasts until the next game I have to watch. I go through this process every preSuper Bowl game I end up viewing. )

So we watch the 4th quarter. And I'm a nervous wreck! I keep covering my eyes and getting all anxious for a team I've been watching for all of 5 minutes! The 49ers are leading until they aren't - which makes me cover my eyes and cringe. Seriously. Then they have some BEAUTIFUL plays and WIN!!

And I teared up. This makes my Beloved laugh. A lot. ("are you seriously crying?!" he says) Then I see the player who ran in the winning touchdown crying and that only increases my tears. I'm a sympathetic crier. And I get so excited for the local fans and the cute little coach and precious players who seem so excited!

Daniel offered to let me go sit in the car. :)

And this is just one example of why my attachment to sports is a bad idea. A very bad idea.

Although if the 49ers make it all the way to the big game - I have a pair of red shoes that will look just darling!

Until next time....

Coming soon!

Big Girl Job 2.0 will require some traveling in the next few weeks so me and this gal are hitting the road! Our first traveling adventure will take us to San Diego, California. Look out Cali! Pepita and I are coming your way!

Until next time.....