Life is ridiculously chaotic of late, what with AE’s baseball games and Miss T’s gymnastics and my attempts at training for San Francisco and the usual work/laundry/dinner/bedtime routine, it’s just a little crazy up in here these days.  So instead of a coherent blog post you get a scattered mess of random.  Which is different from the norm because…eh, shut it.

Weekend in brief

N and I went to Dallas over the weekend for the Big D Marathon.  N ran the half while Val and I did the 5K (my first official, timed race).  The weather was great for running, and even though I’ve been having problems with my left ankle it went really well.  Plus we hadn’t seen Val in quite a while, so it was great to catch up.  My parents had the kids all weekend so it was a win all around.

Glad it wasn’t me

One of my coworkers forgot his wife’s birthday today.  He was telling me about a conversation he had with her this morning, and man – she caught the poor bastard red-handed.

SOL coworker:  So I was giving her a hard time about lunch plans – ‘Just tell me!  Should I pack my lunch or are we going to meet somewhere?  Come on, just decide!’ and she goes ‘Well, I figured we could go out since it’s my birthday…’ and then I was like, D’OH.

Me:  Um yeah, d’oh.  Haven’t you guys been married for like 20 years?  How could you forget her birthday?!

SOL coworker:  I don’t know!  This is never happened to me before!  What do I do?!

Me:  I recommend sending flowers to her office.  Like, now.

SOL coworker:  I think I will.  Oh, this is bad.  This is very very bad.

Me:  FAIL.

SOL coworker:  Epic.

Break time

I’m really glad that I have several trips on the horizon, because work is becoming ridiculous.  I don’t know what the deal is, but the work is UNENDING.  I get one thing off my plate and three more take its place.  Phone calls, bizarre inquiries, last minute proposals and cluelessness abound these days.  Do you know what I would like?  I would like ONE DAMN DAY where I don’t have to rush rush rush from the second I walk in the building until the minute it’s time to go home.  A day where I can drink my coffee before it gets cold, a day where I don’t feel like I have to eat lunch at my desk.  I know these days aren’t just a myth because I used to have them from time to time.  I would like to place an order, please.

File under Things I Never Thought I’d Say:

“You can’t poop when you’re perched on the edge of the toilet!  Get your butt in the hole!”