Sometimes I wish I could use this blog as a forum to vent about specific co-worker situations. (I mean, I've semi-done that once, awhile back.) (I'll be honest: it felt amazingspice.) But, I am kind of hesitant to push the boundaries. In this economy, a girl can't be too cautious when it comes to safeguarding her job security. So, I'll keep my luscious lips sealed. All I can say is, TGI-effing F. In other news, I'm exhausted today. Because I am sporty as well as girly, I stayed up until the wee hours last night, intently watching the late basketball games. I'm running the bracket pool at work, and I take great pleasure in circling my own wins with a nice red pen. Oh, what? You want to see my what ? (I'll show you mine if you show me yours.) And here is where I plan to spend the next five or six hours: Yes, there is a beer in the corner. A beer for Ber. I will cheer for Louisville with hubs, a mega Cardinals fan, because I am a supportive wife. ...
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