Women Changing Their World

I got up this morning with a terrible headache. I don't know if it's just sinus or I drank too much wine last night. I went over my normal 2 glasses without eating any supper. Well I ate some triscuits , does that count? By the way, they were delicious. I tried a new flavor. It's called Fire Roasted Tomato with Olive Oil. YUM! If you haven't tried it and like triscuits (good source of fiber for me!) go get some. Here is what the box looks like. Besides eating triscuits and drinking wine last night, I helped my son finish a school project. He had to make a Roman Soldier out of a 20 oz coke bottle. We just gathered things from around the house to decorate it. My son is very creative and came up with unusual things to use. The top of the soldier's helmet is a toothbrush head. How cool is that? His shield looks really cool too. What I really like is what he used for the armor. It's duck tape in strips layered to look like armour. I think he did good. Here are ...

So I'm sitting at my desk and a forklift pulls up to my door with a giant desk on it. I thought, oh boy I'm getting a new desk. Now you have to imagine this picture. My office is up in the rafters, like a catwalk kind of thing. There's a 3.5 ft wall that you can look over and see the entire cube farm below. So, imagine my surprise when a desk comes rising above the wall right outside my office. Pretty amazing. Of course the desk was not for me. It was for my boss who moved to a new office that has a window where she can now see all other offices down the catwalk to make sure we are working and not socializing. (I don't really think that is why she moved, of course, who knows) I would like a new desk. I am using a metal army issued desk left over from WWII. It has bullet holes in it and smells old. I have a matching bookshelves. I wish I had a picture to show you. Obviously I do not bring my camera to work. I do have a shot of the catwalk from down below to give you a...

I wanted to give up dates for everyone on a few recent posts. (Actually I'm just too tired to think of anything creative and fun to read) Here we go: Not Speaking to Mama : Some readers have asked if my son is talking again and how long it took. He did manage to breakdown the very next day and asked me; "What are you cooking for supper?" He has been his normal teenager-mumbling-under -the breath-self ever since. No Show on the Snow : People have asked why we shut the school down if there was no snow. I guess you have to live in the South to understand this one. Since we rarely get snow, when it does happen, we are not equipped to handle it. There are no snow plows, sand trucks, salt trucks, chains on tires...things like that, so everything shuts down. What happened in this particular case was jumping the gun a bit. There was a threat of it (about a 100 miles away), so the schools thought they would close before it happened. I think it was just wishful thinking on their pa...