What Made You Smile/Laugh Today?

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He just had a phone interview for a new job. Wearing nothing but underwear.

It worked though, he has a casual interview/meeting for coffee on Saturday, because the HR guy happens to be in our town for the weekend. And on if all goes well, a proper interview will be next week.

Yay for him. For us. And for his magic interview underwear. (And the magic sex we had mere 10 minutes before the HR guy called him. Hence the underwear.)
 
A Job Offer. In Australia.

A drunken text from my mother. I am still trying to decode it.

Sweet! Congrats! Drunken brain vomit needs to stay far from that lovely smile you are making. Hmmm... can you just lie to yourself a wee bit and decide its just your Mom congratulating you too and then delete it? Or turn it into a madlibs sort of game and swap words in until its something smile making for you?

For me today, sunrise on a beautiful morning. :)
 
Sweet! Congrats! Drunken brain vomit needs to stay far from that lovely smile you are making. Hmmm... can you just lie to yourself a wee bit and decide its just your Mom congratulating you too and then delete it? Or turn it into a madlibs sort of game and swap words in until its something smile making for you?

For me today, sunrise on a beautiful morning. :)

Sunrise? What is this sunrise of which you speak?
 
An e-mail of a friend with a list of ridiculous management bullshit terms that he hears at his job. He decided to e-mail his colleagues with the list, asking for additions. I had a hard time not laughing out loud!
 
Sunrise? What is this sunrise of which you speak?

And this ... "morning?" What is that?

A worthy addendum to my query, indeed.


I didn't expect my post to get such a rise out of you! Sheesh...I guess it is kind of like a sunset on rewind? Gosh, hard to explain I guess.

Morning is simply that time of day where the coffee steams and dances marvelously into the cool kitchen air and tastes the best... and you don't have to flip on light switches to see well. Does that help?
 
I remember a veteran stunt performer's explanation of a high fall, standing atop the platform, looking way, way down.

"First you're here..."

He gestures to the platform.

"Then you're there..."

He points to the box rig below.

"Simple."

It doesn't seem simple. It seems like an impossible feat and a very long way to go. But watch someone fall. They are up on the platform...then they are on the ground. It happens in heartbeats.

With days before the novel officially launches, I feel the ground rushing toward me. Has it been three years of sweat and work and worry? On Sunday morning, it will be here. The impossible task...done. Simple.

I'm still here, working like a maniac, but I am also giddy. It's good to take that leap. I've missed the rush.
 
I didn't expect my post to get such a rise out of you! Sheesh...I guess it is kind of like a sunset on rewind? Gosh, hard to explain I guess.

Morning is simply that time of day where the coffee steams and dances marvelously into the cool kitchen air and tastes the best... and you don't have to flip on light switches to see well. Does that help?

Sounds like right about noon, to me. ;)
 
Over the weekend I got a chance to exercise my vocal chords at a Toastmasters event with a rousing introduction of some VIPs over the PA system. It was fun. After the event was over, I was introduced to the daughter of one of my colleagues in leadership. I'd say she was about 12 and delightfully cheerful. She had been in charge of starting the background music for the intro, so we were teammates, sort of. Anyway, yesterday I saw her mother at a meeting and she told me that her daughter has mentioned me a couple of times since, each time saying "He's so distinguished looking."

The beard stays, no doubt about it. :D
 
"He's so distinguished looking."
The beard stays, no doubt about it. :D

Pics please, MWY ~ or it doesn't exist! :D


Bwahah... wait! Ryan's a painslut?

Ewwwwwwwwww! Makes me want to give up sadism! :eek:

Again ~ He's a Furby..."Ewwwwwwwww" is appropriate.

Waking up in my own bed cuddled up with my massive teddy bear.. One of the best feelings in the world.

Mmmm...great feeling! Hugs for you! :rose:

Mine?
The house smells like meatballs & gravy. All home grown ingredients ~ can't wait for Sunday family dinner "a l'italiano"!
:D
 
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The idiot dog (who weighs 80 lbs and is a border collie/husky mix) trying to sit in my lap. I smiled, I laughed and I inhaled dog fur.
 
Spent the *entire* day organizing/deep cleaning The Man's house... I managed to finish the kitchen and living room.

No more dirt, no more dust, no more clutter, and the mail is organized by sender (personal, medical, corporate, insurance, etc) for him to tackle as he sees fit. The kitchen is organized to make cooking easier/more intuitive, and one stack of bookshelves got properly sorted/dusted. (and I scored 4 new books to read!) I've been wanting to do this for months, and am thrilled to have gotten a head start before the weather turns gloomy/wintery. All that's left now is the hall, master bedroom, two bathrooms and a few closets.

Then a long comfortable (but serious) chat while sitting out in the garden, a shower, massage, sex... Picked up Chinese food on the way home, watched a bit of TV,hot bath & a book.

Sigh... I might actually sleep tonight.
 
Spent the *entire* day organizing/deep cleaning The Man's house... I managed to finish the kitchen and living room.

No more dirt, no more dust, no more clutter, and the mail is organized by sender (personal, medical, corporate, insurance, etc) for him to tackle as he sees fit. The kitchen is organized to make cooking easier/more intuitive, and one stack of bookshelves got properly sorted/dusted. (and I scored 4 new books to read!) I've been wanting to do this for months, and am thrilled to have gotten a head start before the weather turns gloomy/wintery. All that's left now is the hall, master bedroom, two bathrooms and a few closets.

Then a long comfortable (but serious) chat while sitting out in the garden, a shower, massage, sex... Picked up Chinese food on the way home, watched a bit of TV,hot bath & a book.

Sigh... I might actually sleep tonight.
Sweet dreams, my friend. :rose:
 
I'm pretty sure what I'm going to want - and have - for breakfast tomorrow: French toast.

All because I ran into a Foodspin (department in Deadspin) article titled, "How To Make French Toast: A Guide For People Who Are Not Insane". (NOTE: the url for this page is simply //deadspin.com/foodspin, so if DS changes the article, y'all are gonna be SOL.)

The article is long, and funny, and provides a wonderful description/instructions on how to properly prepare French toast... and rips places like IHOP, which totally funk up the whole reason French toast was invented to begin with.
 
I'm pretty sure what I'm going to want - and have - for breakfast tomorrow: French toast.

All because I ran into a Foodspin (department in Deadspin) article titled, "How To Make French Toast: A Guide For People Who Are Not Insane". (NOTE: the url for this page is simply //deadspin.com/foodspin, so if DS changes the article, y'all are gonna be SOL.)

The article is long, and funny, and provides a wonderful description/instructions on how to properly prepare French toast... and rips places like IHOP, which totally funk up the whole reason French toast was invented to begin with.

If I beg nicely enough could you please send some over this way?

It is almost impossible to find decent french toast over here and I would be forever grateful. :)
 
If I beg nicely enough could you please send some over this way?

It is almost impossible to find decent french toast over here and I would be forever grateful. :)
It would probably dry out en route... but read the article, dear. It's very very VERY simple, and even in NZ, the ingredients should be readily available.
 
It would probably dry out en route... but read the article, dear. It's very very VERY simple, and even in NZ, the ingredients should be readily available.

I cannot cook, use toasters, kettles or anything else kitchen related. It's too dangerous. Last time I burnt one of my breasts (i was fully clothed) and I still have the scar from it. I also have burn scars and knife cut scars over my hands from my attempts at anything kitchen related.

I will pass on the atricle to my flatmate, thankfully she is not scared of kitchens. :)
 
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