Peyton PHlace Politics...

It gets worse everyday....

But I love my new office space...

Away from everyone...

So I do not hear their politicking...

Put in my earphones...

And ride away with Meat Loaf into hell...

or Run with Bruce....

A couple of project managers who's office space is a short distance from mine have found another way to dispel their stress.

They have squeezed a putting green in their small space.

They do get a lot of shit for this...

But I say it is better to hit the golf ball then someone else's.

And I have learned to use a 7-iron....

Probably not the way it was intended....

Good Things Happen...

When you happen to be sitting at your desk...

With your email open....

When you receive an email from your boss asking who needs a new computer...

Yessss! I am getting a new computer...

Luckily mine was fast enough to be one of the first two to respond:)

'Cuz there was only room in the budget for two....

Those slower computers will never get replaced...

I've decided...

Reese's Peanut Butter Eggs are a lot like coke....

As long as you do not start eating or snorting things are just fine...

But once you start...

You cannot stop until your whole supply is gone...

And then...

You run out and hit up the local suppliers to score some more...

And it starts over....

Not that I have ever snorted coke...

I read about that part somewhere...

But I have been strung out on Reeses's ...

I cannot lie about that...

How's Buddy????

I was chatting with LDBoy and he asked about Buddy...

LDBoy: Does G-Man play with him when he gets home from school?
Me: Not really, Buddy does not seem to like to play much.
LDBoy: He likes to sleep, eh?
Me: Yeah - a lot.
LDBoy: oh well...
Me: Did he play more for you?
LDBoy: only after he poops
Me: oh - that explains some stuff

Buddy he is always so excited after he poops....

I figured he just wanted a treat...

And to that I say:

You pooped....we all do that and we do it in the toilet..


Apparently, he likes to  play after he poops.

It must give him a burst of energy getting rid of that extra weight...

He does have some might big poops...
Maybe I  will try the rope tug or the ring pull game again next time he poops...

The treats are jsut making him fat anyway.

Kids say the damndest things...

Even at G-Mans' age....

We just finished Easter dinner and my Mom asks G-Man if he helped cook...

He replied honestly...

G-Man: No. 
Mom: Oh, what did you do while your Mom was cooking.
G-Man: I went to Church.
Mom: Well, I'm sure your Mom went to Church, too.
G-Man: No....
Mom: Phip, you didn't go to Church?
G-Man: She says she went enough while she was growing up to last a life time...
Phip: What he said....
Mom: What???
Phip: Hey, somebody had to stay home and cook this awesome dinner, cause the loaves and fishes trick just wasn't working....
G-Man: So how 'bout them Cavs?

Grounded for Life, G-Man, Grounded for Life....

I am not religious, but...

But G-Man, I did not bring you up to enjoy playing that part so well...

I know it was a re-enactment, but it made me cry.

I guess I should back up....

Last weekend G-Man participated in parts of the Life Teen Spring retreat.

When he told me he wanted to go, I told him he had to make some choices, because I just could not afford another retreat and all the other stuff he wants/needs for Track and pre-college stuff...

But "they" wanted him there...so much that they told him to not worry about paying and to just show up when he could...

So he did....

And he got himself into a role of a guard for a re-enactment of the Live Stations of the Cross...

And he enjoyed it so much that he volunteered to do it again on Good Friday at a parish about 30 miles from home.

The stations of the cross was always one of my least favorite church services growing up.  My parents, on the other hand, seemed to enjoy them tremendously, because I remember being dragged to them quite often - more than the usual once a year Good Friday edition.

Being the supportive Mom I am, I decided to go to this re-enactment that G-Man got himslef into.

I got directions on line that seemed simple enough - but the printer was not cooperating so I went with them in my own Garmon (i.e, in my head).

Well apparently my head does not work so well anymore....

I was driving around Newbury in the dark for a good 45 minutes looking for this Church....

After a phone call to Ames' mom who had her husband google it and relay the right directions to me, I found it....

Right where it should have been...

And I got there just in time to miss the inside church adoration part and to hear the leader saying "step outside folks for the Live Stations"....

I have to admit, the kids did an awesome job.

I was crying just watching my son and his friend beating Jesus.

But they also put together some background info that was interesting and gave the stations some meaning in today's world.

It was definitely not the way I remembered them....

Easter Wisdom

Don't put all of your eggs in one basket.

Walk softly and carry a big carrot.

Everyone needs a friend who is all ears.

There's no such thing as too much candy.

All work and no play can make you a basket case.

A cute little tail attracts a lot of attention.

Everyone is entitled to a bad hare day.

Let happy thoughts multiply like rabbits.

Some body parts should be floppy.

Keep your paws off other people's jellybeans.

The grass is always greener in someone else's basket.

An Easter bonnet can tame even the wildest hare.

To show your true colors you have to come out of your shell.

The best things in life are still sweet and gooey!