Friday, May 13, 2011

happiness in the form of creamy tomatillo.

This afternoon my mom and I ventured out to pick up lunch, traveling 45 minutes round-trip to make it happen. Believe me, it was worth every minute.

Mom: Oh, we forgot to pray.
Julie: Well, it's lunch.

I love my family.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

a rant.

But this time it's not coming from me.
It takes me a while to come alive in the morning. Which is evidenced by the fact that I don't like to talk for the first thirty few minutes after I arrive at my desk.
It all worked out nicely today because I didn't have to do any talking. I just got talked at.

CW: Why is he asking me this question? I'm not the one who sends this out. And then when I tell him that he says, "oh otay". What the [crap] is that?! Are you practicing for your child? This isn't Little Rascals.


Okay, okay. I'm awake now.