The stoners, the screamers and me

Okay, quick updates:



My friend Hannah came to visit at the end of Feb. Highlights:
Had a great time with Hannah.

Swam with Manatees. Too bad the slidshow won't load. Stay tuned.

Went home, tried to do too much. Highlights:

My friend Beri had a sweet b-day party and I am still receiving thank you calls about the starbucks mug I got her. Seriously, the rock!



Tried to complete my big project and failed miserably. Got an angry phone call from CEO and just let it slide. (He was just frustrated rather than mad at me.)



Asked to change jobs. No more research. I'm tired of the drama on the team. Got an a-okay from the higher ups (not involved in research. As far as they are concerned, I'm just super busy with analysis.)



Headed out to Denver. Highlights:

Party for Brett's b-day.



Met up with Granddad's cousins Bill and Zola. Still as sharp as ever but can't hear well. Great storytelling!



Coors Tour. Need I say more? -Yes actually. Tried their new Zimas. AWESOME. They are light and taste like propel fitness water.



Stayed for a few days after the fam left. Headed to Boulder (the stoner city). Nice shopping though.



Looked at a house with Brett and Angie. It's pretty sweet to say the least. Hope that they get it.



Headed back home. Highlights:

Almost freaked out on a guy in line for bagels. Had the nerve to step in front of me while I was waiting nicely for the lady to take my order. He shouts out his sandwich and the proceeds to the front of the line to pay-without his wife and child. After I get my measely bagel, I had to wait while they shouted around me about sodas and the kid had no idea what to order. As I waited to pay the man behind the counter took pity seeing that the other guys sandwich was STILL COOKING, and I went on my merry way.



THEN, Southwest has open seating. You check-in and you get a number for your position in line. A1-60, then B 1-60, etc. Two lines form on either sides of the poles that are numbered and separated with space for 5 people. The pole at the head of the line says 1-30 or 31-60, then in the middle they say 1-5, 6-10, 11-15....... Seriously. You only have to be able to read numbers and count to 60 here.

These two ladies decide that they only need to line up on the appropriate side. I am A34. They are A55 and A56. Unfortunately, I can't say anything. It's just too bitchy. So I wait and pray that the flight attendant taking tickets is anal. Thank you God for delivering. Those ladies just about freaked when he told them to step aside until everyone with a lower number was on board. I just love justice.



Direct flight to Tampa.



Got home and joined some friends at my apartment where they stayed with me. Mutual friends through X. Girls are big party animal/drinkers. Side benefit: the met a bartender at Bennigans across the street and met up with him two nights ago to go out. -Leaving me behind with the way cuter bartender. Oh yeah. He's a hottie.

Drawbacks: had three peeps in my apartment when I returned and a backseat of my car. full. of. sand. Well, no more overnighters unless they know my middle name and have met my parents. Sheesh.



Still Tuesday and we were at chili's before bennigans. I get a call from teh CEO's assistant. He wants to talk NOW. So, while my friends meet, take pictures with and get autographs from a freaking NY YANKEE, I am out in the car trying to talk down my angry CEO. (Jason Giambi, the freaking designated hitter.)



Got two hours of sleep last night due to working on big project while one of the girls went home with a Dr. Nice. Classy.



Now I am back to work and hope to get in an early nap so I can go visit the cute guy behind the bar. Soooo very tired.