Day 49 - Great Start

First off, I was a bit late this morning. Not in relation to every other morning, mind you.

Rather, I simply arrived at 8:20 the morning my impressive and intimidating CEO requested I arrive at 8:15.

Do I now have the mark of four fingers on my cheek? I do.

And you punks thought my job was all easy going, hunky dory fun. It's like any job. Only I don't have a union or an HR department to cover me...

So I woke up a bit angry after last nights Boston Celtics v. Chicago Bulls playoff game...For the record, I'm a big Bulls fan and have been since childhood so I have strong feelings here and I am furious...Mainly because I really don't like the Celtics but especially because the Celtics PG Rajon Rondo went all Mike Tyson's Punch Out on one of Chicago's token white guys...

(To be clear: This is not a race issue. This is a "Hey you punched that guy in the mouth and you didn't get in trouble!" issue)

But that anger has given way to a slight bit of happiness since PayPal has decided I won my dispute. The dispute involved the purchase of a pair of Reebok's that looked like someone spilled a box of Trix on them...Only Jawanna Scott never sent them to me while conveniently charging my card. While I am truly bummed out that I never got these Reebok's (Which were amazing) I am happy to get my $50 back.

So what else can I discuss? Oh yeah, you guys like to read about the kids.

No one is going to school today. Ethan has a doctors appointment that his Meemaw is taking him to (Jackpot! Taking the kids to the doctors is terrible). Summer is off today. Owen decided he didn't want to go to school without Ethan...Because they're 4 and not 14 the bosses let this happen.

Now I'm trying to figure out what to do all day...

Oh, by the way folks...Got my first email from a lady who followed the instructions I laid out in a very early post called "The Explanation" and she is 5'6, 120lbs, brown hair, and brown eyes...and I'm just happy one girl finally succumbed! Will anything come of this email? No, mainly because I operate on a "Don't Do Anything That Could Result In Your Being Murdered Craiglist Style" mindset. Do you know how mad my mom (and employers) would be if I got killed trying to get a drink with a girl? NO THANKS.

Also, if you're wondering whats going on with that other blog for Richmond.com...I don't know...I sent in samples and am waiting to hear back although I can admit my samples may have pushed the envelope a bit...so we will see...