So, I was sitting in the employee lounge talking to my mom on the phone. She and I were talking about the fact that I had dressed up as Flo, from the Progressive Insurance commercials. We were about to hang up when she informed me that Dad had something to say. He started yelling “Pick up, Dingy! Pick up, Dingy!” I laughed but did not have a clue. Then Mother said, “From the Progressive commercials — not Mel’s Diner!” I started laughing and kept laughing even after we had ended our conversation. And I was the only one in the lounge, laughing out loud. Dad, I needed that laugh.

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Common questions in a library

I am going through my del.ici.ous bookmarks and found these moving tips and think that they could be a little better.  Of course, I’ll have to add my tips later to this post as I’m in class, and they have slipped my mind already…

Just a thought I’m thinking…
Post Warning: crude humor

If people who believe in this whole global warming scare think that we should not eat meat because of methane gases, well then I’m just confused.  Article Referenced

If I’m not eating meat, then I will probably eat more beans in order to get the DRV of protein. Beans generally lead to, um, gas.  i.e. Methane.  I’m confused.

Click the picture above to view the set of pics from our “Safari.”

Click here to see our first batch of pictures from Walt Disney World.  Even if you’re not interested in our particular photos, you should check out the site hosting these — Deep Zoom Pix — very interesting.

According to Dictionary.com, the word “vacation” means:

“a period of suspension of work, study, or other activity, usually used for rest, recreation, or travel; recess or holiday…”

I actually ran into several British folks on my vacation this past week who referred to their vacation as “being on holiday.” It’s rather charming I think. There was the sweetest sounding guy at the airport, whom I knew from his children’s reaction was actually scolding – effectively.  It was so cute.

But anyway, love, I hate using that trite phrase of “needing a vacation from my vacation.”  It’s so true, though.  My mind is fuzzy. I have mosquito bites and a couple of blisters on my feet — thankfully these didn’t show up until my last day or two. I’m tired. I have laundry to do.  Again, thankfully, again, not too much because Dodd did some while we were there. Yay!

There’s so much to say about the vacation. But not now. Back to work. I’m so cranky.

Mother and Dad are sending me little texts this week while they are on the trip.  Either text saying they’re in line for this or about to go on that tour or eating here and there.  It’s so much fun.  They are on vacation with my aunt and uncle.  Here is one of the pictures they sent. I think they are photogenic.

I am looking for the perfect blog site. WordPress is about the best I’m aware of. But it will not let me post flash/ media object/ whatever. Any ideas?

I can not believe what I just saw. Somebody wanted to borrow something that either we don’t have or don’t give out. He went around the desk and was looking behind the counter. Dude. Bring back my scissors. If you think I’m lying about the other. Whoa. Where you going?

The Giants won! Awesome!!!!!!!!!!!