Oh.. and another thing..

I know I know – Another post so soon. But seriously..

I’m currently on my lunch break. Trying to force myself to eat whatever this crap is that I made for lunch. – It’s so bland and blech – So I thought – Hey maybe some salt will fix the issue. So off I go – making my way to the back of the office – Going to get some salt. Guess what?

We don’t have any salt!

We have 3 different kids of pepper – but no salt.
We have maple syrup – but no salt.
We have citric acid – but no salt.
We have 5 bottles of wine – but no salt.
We have a bottle of metamucil – but no salt.

But hey – The next time I feel like getting smashed while cleaning out my bowels, while enjoying freshly peppered pancakes – I’ll be set.

But right now – I’d really just like some salt.

The window cleaning saga continues..

Being the good employee that I am – I was cleaning the window’s the other day and while I didn’t come across any chocolate smears. I did find something else – something worse.


Yup.. Someone had obviously pressed their lips up against the window while wearing a considerable amount of lipstick. What the?

Was someone kissing the window? Just trying to frustrate me?

I don’t want to know.

What I’ve been trying to articulate for years..

One of the deepest ways a woman bears the image of God is in her mystery. By “mystery” we don’t mean “forever beyond your knowing,” but something to be explored.” “It is the glory of God to conceal a matter,” says the book of Proverbs, “to search out a matter is the glory of kings” (25:2). God yearns to be known. But he wants to be sought after by those who would know him. He says, “You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart” (Jer. 29:13). There is dignity there; God does not throw himself at any passerby. He is no harlot. If you would know him you must love him; you must seek him with your whole heart. This is crucial to any woman’s soul. “You cannot simply have me. You must seek me, pursue me. I won’t let you in unless I know you love me.”
Captivating – John & Stasi Eldredge

There you have it guys. Now you can quit with the whole – I’ll never understand girls thing. We want to know you actually care before we let you understand us.

Some random thoughts and photos

This photo proves that once upon a time I was smart. Nevermind the fact that this photo was strategically posed to position me to look like a nerd.
Proof I can be domestic. That’s some nice diced tomatoes you have there Steff.
Sweet as.
Today.. I stumbled across something that I found quite hilarious. And you thought my lame attempt at a blog was blog – Here you can check out.. and I kid you not. Real Estate Blogs. Yes folks, how sad indeed.
It’s a pity he’s taken. I think we work well together.
This post goes out to Linus – because he thinks I’m the second most random person he knows. I’d actually like to know who the most random person you know is. I’d like to know who I’m up against – because as much as you all think being random is the lowest form of wit – I like being a teeny bopper and succumbing to the peer pressure that general teens are exposed to.

Things that make you go.. Aww.

A little girl just came into work with her mum who had to pay some rent.
This little girl climbed up onto our chair – then onto the table.. And proceeded to dance on top of the table singing at the top of her lungs.

“Ooo Swervaaaaaaahhh… Dallayyyddoooo.. Mah, mah mah”

So so so cute. Nevermind the fact that I will now have to clean the table she danced all over. This has changed my previous opinion – and given me some hope – that maybe children are cute after all.

However. The little rotter who put chocolate all over the window.. Is still a little rotter. Only SOME children are cute.