Purple Haze

so,

Purple Haze is a really good glass of beer.

Allow me to review my day.

06:00 Awaken after an unprecedented (recently anyway) 8 hours of sleep, still feeling completely exhausted. I am woman, I am invincible, I am TIRED.

08:04 Arrive, slightly late as usual, to my office, just ahead of the woman who has sat next to me for (hey Shammy how long ago did you leave? ) - um, let's call it almost two years, and yet never spoke to me until today (more on that later)

08:29 Realize that I put 2004 on a work request and THAT's why everyone is calling with ten thousand questions on it. D'oh!

09:00 Copy of the playoff brackets slapped on my desk by teammate, with invitation to give five dollars to the building bookie. (Doesn't every company have The Guy Who Runs the Pools ?) Thanks, no thanks. I really don't give a rat's posterior who is going to the dance.

10:00 Attend project meeting via conference call that I should be running but for some reason can't focus well enough to contribute to. Literally phone it in, very lamely.

11:00 Recieve flowers from Irish hubby as per annual tradition. High point of day, probably. Uh oh, it's all downhill from here. Woman who sits next to me breaks code of silence to compliment flowers (did I mention she walks by 10,000 times a day and is always staring at my screen to check what I'm doing, like I'm looking at porn or something?)

11:30 Go out for lunch with team to celebrate L's birthday. Look around at group and wonder if it will be the last time we all go out to lunch together. Note that the despair is back in all of our voices after a 3 month reprieve. Will people in a VERY different time zone be doing our work next spring?

2:02 Escape, knowing I haven't completed my to-do list, nor have I "logged my time".

2:45 Realize that it might actually be (oh my God don't say it too loud or I'll jinx it) SPRING soon and that I can take the kids out for a walk.

2:53 The little buggers have worn me down from "you need a warm coat and a hat" to "yes you can wear sweatshirts and take your scooters but you have to wear your gear." (Mr. Foreshadowing will be joining us on our walk.)

3:12 At top of hill, point out that "no, you can't ride the scooter down, you'll end up going too fast, then you'll fall and you'll get hurt."

3:14 Approximately 67% of the way down the hill, daughter begs, is allowed on scooter, and immediately goes too fast, falls and gets hurt.

3:15 Mr. Foreshadowing waves and whistles as he walks away - his work here is done.

3:16 Daughter finally stops crying while looking at digital pictures. I am silently cursing the fact that I didn't get a video clip of her falling, because Johnny V would have spit Mountain Dew out his nose if he saw it. Trip, forward, roll thunka thunka roll. (My poor baby. No blood but her ass is going to hurt tomorrow.)

4:00 return to kitchen, gag while I open a corned beef (why is the blood so SLIMY in those things?)

4:05 Realize I have neither buttermilk NOR those seeds one adds to Irish Soda Bread when one makes it once a year.

4:20 talk to UnHelpful Help Desk Man at Roadrunner who has me change my inbound mail server name even though I *CAN* receive, but I *CAN'T* send. Hmm.

4:40 Hang up on UHHDM, ignore his suggestion to re-create my id. Unplug modem completely.

4:42 Plug modem back in, recieve and send mail. "Turn it all off and then turn it all back on" works again!

5:01 Realize daughter has 30 math problems to do and never mentioned it.

5:05 Speak to Mr. Carly, who calls before he leaves work. My contribution to the conversation is "Buy. Beer. For. Me." Help with a math problem.

5:10 Beg Irish Mother In Law to arrive at 6 pm, not 5:30

5:20 Help with a math problem.

5:30 Corned beef should be done, is not even close. Open Purple Haze. Help with a math problem.

6:00 Corned beef should be done, is not even close. Finish Purple Haze. Help with a math problem.

6:30 Corned beef should be done, is close.

7:00 Corned beef is done. Irish soda bread doesn't suck. Yay!

8:00 Help with a math problem.

8:10 Help with a math problem. (you get the idea...)

9:03 Help with last math problem.

9:15 Open another beer and watch lamer than usual Apprentice.

It's just a thrill a minute here..... but it really is good beer!