Saturday, December 30, 2006

I love carrots

The morning started off with a bang when I heard the girls' door close at 6:12. Queen decided that it was high time to awaken, so she took her sister with her on the trip. So I had two people up at the crack-arse of dawn to keep in their rooms and finish a case dealing with the return of certain seized property that was seized by the government during an investigation into the steroid use of at least 10 professional baseball players. Exciting times right there at 6:20 in the am.

And then the news of Saddam's execution.... mind you, I am no Saddam-lover. I do not condone the actions that occurred. However ... I just can't explain it.

However, all of this flurried activity allowed me to get a jump start on the work that I was unable to finish last night because you see...

We have been invaded by the inlaws.

Yes. It is "Christmas weekend" here at our house. That means I get to go shopping this morning, come home, and cook a meal for lunchtime.

But there is a carrot dangling in front of me to spur me on...

A night of 'booking it with the babes! I cannot wait to see the group of crazies tonight and have some good times!

So it WILL be a good day ... once I get through the rest of it.

2 Comments:

Blogger The "Mind" said...

Have fun. At least you have a light at the end of the tunnel. ;)

10:09 AM  
Anonymous Robin said...

Love being your carrot woman..
thanks again for the perfect present :) You know me so well...
as I am just like you.
I agree with the whole hanging thing..I mean really..and they had to show it up until the actual minute they were pushing him off the ledge. Nice thing to wake up to:)

11:49 PM  

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