I thought it was Monday all day long. I played hooky yesterday. Stayed home from work because I just needed to stay home. When I returned to work today I had to keep reminding myself the it was not Monday. Time had skipped over Monday smack dab into Tuesday. And to make matters even more confusing, it was no longer April. It is now officially May. Can you believe it? MAY 2012. School is almost over for another school year. It's going to just d.r.a.g.
I'm thinking about organizing my blog a little differently. I'm going to get I.T. girl to help me on the techno side. She is occupied now with end of the year projects. She has 20 more school days left that are filled with projects, papers and tests.
Tonight I went alone to a meeting. I took a deep breath and stepped out of my comfort zone knowing I would be walking into a room of strangers. And I did it. But it was so awkward. Word of the day: AWKWARD. The first woman I met at the registration desk actually stared at me. I introduced myself. Announced that we had never met before - trying to help her relax in case she was racing in her mind to find my name. Instead she just stared at me and said, "No................. I don't think we have." No, we haven't. I just told you that. Ugh. Thanks for the welcome.
I won't get into every AWKWARD detail. There were plenty. I just have to ask you if you know the last time you met someone new, introduced yourself, made polite conversation and THEN took it another step and introduced that new person to another. And another. And included the whole "group" in a topic.
I tell you what - I'll make SURE I'm the party starter at the next event.
I'm glad I went to the meeting. It was awkward and I felt self conscious. But I did it. And the next time it'll be easier.
Enough of that.
I thought today was Monday. And I had an awesome photo I took this morning.
Title: Pretty Good for a Monday.
But today is not Monday. It is Tuesday. Hmmmmmm
Oh why not. I'm going to show the photo anyway.
This morning I opened a brand new jar of peanut butter. Ahhhh. Nothing like a brand new jar with that smooth untouched surface. You know what we used to call that when I was little? Anytime we opened up a fresh jar of peanut butter, or jelly, or mayonnaise, or butter in a tub you had to say out loud: LIVING ROOM'S CLEAN.
No, I don't know why.
That's not normal? Doesn't everybody have a saying when they open a new jar of spread?
Oh come on. Tell me what you say in your family. I can't wait to hear.