Currently, I have found myself in the uneventful times after all the family Christmases, New Year’s Eve parties and festivities have all passed. Getting back into the groove of my monotonous job and doing some self evaluation–yep that’s me–
I’ll try to keep this as interesting as possible, but if you find this extremely boring, that sums up my current life.
I’m reading three books at the same time–A first for me, but it has helped my A.D.D.-type self. I never can seem to finish what I start, but I’m liking all three. They are: The Book on Leadership by John MacArthur; The Path: Creating Your Mission Statement for Work and Life by Laurie Beth Jones; and One with a Shepherd: The Tears and Triumphs of a Ministry Marriage by Mary Somerville.
As far as resolutions go, I didn’t make any. I have been working on my personal life mission statement and trying to eat better–but nix on the resolutions. I went out on a date to a Chinese restaurant a couple weeks ago with Michael and ate my fortune from the fortune cookie! It was a defunct fortune and was hidden way up inside the cookie…hope that’s not indicitave of anything…
Today at work, I was talking about how I’ve had my dog for 16 years, and how he was such a great dog. Meaning to express that I had known my dog longer than my husband and how my dog is such a faithful friend, I told my coworkers, “My dog is more faithful than my husband.” Somehow, I don’t think that came out quite right. I tried to reverse what had been said, but no luck! It’s stuck for the inside joke of the day–even though I’ve tried to assure my coworker’s of Michael’s faithfulness.
Mums the word on the Ohio State game. They obviously forgot there was a game to play and didn’t even show up!
And now I’ll leave you with an interesting observation. It’ll probably be the most random thought you’ve ever read on xanga, but nevertheless, a random thought that went through my head today (if it’s actually worthy of xanga, that’s up for debate, but I’m doing so regardless). Am I the only lady in America that has a phobia of running into people I know in the restroom? It’s like I don’t want anyone to know I use it. Or if there is a lingering odor, I would hate for them to think I CAUSED IT. I think all women secretly have this phobia–it’s just one that’s never discussed. My theory, anyway.
I’m sure everyone is riveted.
Now if you ever wonder again about my xanga hiatus, you’ll know there’s not much news. 
