
Thursday, January 29, 2009
The Anti-Emily and Anti-Liz Meal

Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Best week of work ever....NOT
Tuesday - Ok day
Wednesday....
Oh Wednesday! I get up, dutifully check my work voicemail, office opens at 10:00. Get ready, face the perilous roads, slip and slide on ice, get a call when I'm on Ross from my nice coworker Nick, also out on the perilous roads.....oh, our group decided to work from home today! Did they call us? NO. Did they e-mail us? NO. Am I supposed to be psychic? Apparently that answer is YES. So, I sit here in this office alone, angry, about to run around and scribble X's on the faces of their loved one's pictures. Not Nick's though. He's angry too. Oh, and they changed the opening until 1:00. Apparently you are supposed to keep calling after you get the initial voicemail? Really? Umm, ok. It's like going to back to junior high and calling your friends or the boy you like 5 times in an hour.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Does Dodger need this?
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
How cute is Mrs. O?
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Work - aka what a beating

Saturday, January 3, 2009
Nature Walks
Thursday, January 1, 2009
A Tale of Two Trees
My pet and me
Tracy, very excited about her new presents! Haha, just kidding. Actually the camo suit was Jim's present, and Phil wanted me to model it, but I refused and instead Tracy was conned into it. Then Phil made her take a picture with the gun. I told her they are going on facebook for sure!
We went to my dad's that afternoon and I helped my dad with the cooking. We had beef tenderloin for dinner and it was so good! We spent the day hanging out, watching basketball and cooking. After dinner, we got to the last of the present opening. Some might refer to my dad's tree as a "green tree"...no cutting down a tree for him, but in reality this is what our trees have looked like the last 8 years or so. Kind of funny. It is hard to imagine that tree once fit into my Mustang, but it did. I got it for my dad for his birthday one year when I was in high school. I think Phil had to crush himself into the front seat WITH the tree. If I had pictures of our stockings from years past, I would post them. Dad would use a tube sock for my brother and our tights for my sister and I. It was quite the sight!
Dad's Tree


