-I am thankful for my friends....man do I have some good ones. Some I have been friends with since birth, some more recent, and some who want to be like me so bad, that they change their major to mine, go to the same grad school and work at the same place as me. I won't name names, that wouldn't be nice, but sometimes she tries to wear the same outfits too.
-I am thankful for my job. I have some pretty kick ass bosses and co-workers. We calculate like its no one's business. Sometimes we sit in a circle and add big numbers and talk accountants speak. It makes us feel important.
-I am thankful for thankful blog posts. Otherwise, I would have no idea what to write about. I have no new ideas, I am an accountant for pete's sake.
-I am thankful for my family. They make me feel better no matter the situation. We are Polish but do nothing backwards. We are German but don't drink our beer in mugs. And a little bit Indian but don't ride our horses bareback to the TP parties. We like wine and guns. Sometimes together.
That's all...back to my broken heart
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Monday, October 3, 2011
Thankful....Monday???
Oh it's Monday. Another sharp pencil, another green ledger pad. I got a new stapler!! Just in case anyone cares, it is red. So much excitement. My co-workers keep coming in my room to see it. Wait a second.....they better not say they are moving me to the basement....
Today, I am thankful for these pictures (sorry, some are small):
Sarah loves this tree. Don't they look good together? GGrrrr, bear hug.
She had to walk away, things were getting obscene.
Finally, we're alone, I didn't think she was ever going to leave.
Sarah, put your leg down!! Wait...is that a different tree? You tree whore.
Your so hot....I love you, you sexy beast
She gets around.
This picture is really hard for me to look at. I can't believe my Mom let me out of the house looking like this, and my teacher looked at me all day and didn't call child protective services. I look like a hobo. A hobo in suspenders.
Oh, slumber parties. Probably taken at 3 in the morning. It's hard to believe we used to act like this....without alcohol anyway.
Ahh...college. We were excited cause we found our way back home after the house parties. Yes, sometimes that was hard to do. And, my going out outfit was a sweatshirt? I really knew how to pimp it out back then.
Hmmm...a lot going on in this picture. Let me highlight your hair. Ok. Hey, do you have any perfume I can smell while I shut my eyes and enjoy this experience. Why, yes I do!!
Here, put these on and I will sit on your lap and act like everything is normal.
We liked to pass them around. Sarah, on the other hand, is not having any of it!
They were really excited we found our way home again.
Quick!! Take a picture!! My ferbie wants to sit on your shoulder. Also, lets throw a condom in there, for good measure. I am not going to say what is in the ferbie's mouth, my Mother reads this.
Have a great week everyone!!
Today, I am thankful for these pictures (sorry, some are small):
Sarah loves this tree. Don't they look good together? GGrrrr, bear hug.
She had to walk away, things were getting obscene.
Finally, we're alone, I didn't think she was ever going to leave.
Sarah, put your leg down!! Wait...is that a different tree? You tree whore.
Your so hot....I love you, you sexy beast
She gets around.
This picture is really hard for me to look at. I can't believe my Mom let me out of the house looking like this, and my teacher looked at me all day and didn't call child protective services. I look like a hobo. A hobo in suspenders.
Oh, slumber parties. Probably taken at 3 in the morning. It's hard to believe we used to act like this....without alcohol anyway.
Ahh...college. We were excited cause we found our way back home after the house parties. Yes, sometimes that was hard to do. And, my going out outfit was a sweatshirt? I really knew how to pimp it out back then.
Hmmm...a lot going on in this picture. Let me highlight your hair. Ok. Hey, do you have any perfume I can smell while I shut my eyes and enjoy this experience. Why, yes I do!!
Here, put these on and I will sit on your lap and act like everything is normal.
We liked to pass them around. Sarah, on the other hand, is not having any of it!
They were really excited we found our way home again.
Quick!! Take a picture!! My ferbie wants to sit on your shoulder. Also, lets throw a condom in there, for good measure. I am not going to say what is in the ferbie's mouth, my Mother reads this.
Have a great week everyone!!
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