A Shout Out

Today, I had a meltdown. Not just a minor "I'm really busy" moment, but a major 'run-to-the-bathroom-and-bawl' meltdown. A 'don't-look-me-in-the-eyes-or-I'll-cry-again' meltdown. The words "I'm giving my notice" were actually on the tip of my tongue when I was talking to my supervisor today. I still feel like walking down to the office manager's office and throwing my water in her face and screaming at her. I've been in tears off and on since about 2:00 this afternoon; I've managed to make three people feel guilty, and a fourth feel bad for me. The fifth person, who gave me some much-needed advice, is who I need to give a shout out to.
Emily "The Mug" (http://emilythemug.blogspot.com/) came to my rescue. After taking a quick look at my red eyes and hearing my quavering voice, she said, "Get your coat on, we're going to Starbucks."
So she listened and I talked... and talked... and whined... and complained. And she just listened and offered some excellent advice. She gave me a hug and just let me cry. She pointed out that stuff at work seems like a big deal because I have so much other crap going on in my life right now. DUH, how come I didn't see it that way? She's right! I feel like I've lost control over my social life, my health, my home life, and my spiritual life. So naturally I lost control over my work life. She helped me understand that I don't need to do everything, and do it alone - it's okay to ask for help and involve other people. She also bought me a vanilla bean frappuccino, which makes EVERYTHING better. (No lie - if you've never had one, go get one. No coffee in it, just pure sugary goodness.)
Anyway, thank you Mug, for being there when I needed you. You are the GREATEST. :)

Welcome December!

I woke up this morning to an appropriate December 1st:

I wanted to crawl back in bed, but I had a gut feeling that I'd be the one shoveling the walks. Score - since I was obviously not going to go running in this crud, I'd shovel the walks and let THAT be my exercise for the day. But no sooner had I shoveled two rows of snow, than a neighbor came over with his snow blower, and two of the neighbor kids brought their shovels over... needless to say, I was done in 10 minutes. Well, I have awesome neighbors, but I didn't get much exercise! So, that left me with two alternatives: I could go back up to my room and do Pilates, or...

Yeah, these guys won. They wanted to go out and play in the snow so bad, that I didn't have the heart to keep them in. The backyard isn't that big, and they can only run up and down the yard so many times before it gets boring, so I put their leashes on them, and off we went! Just a mile or so was all we walked because it was snowing pretty hard. But man, I got some exercise! It's tough to walk in the snow! Most people hadn't been out to plow or shovel, so we didn't have a lot of clear spots to walk. Indy and Bo didn't care - they jumped in the big piles of snow anyway. So we trudged through a lot of snow. It's like walking in sand! I was as winded after one mile of walking in the snow as I was after having jogged at the gym last night! It's pretty, though... I like it when I can just LOOK at it, not have to haul it around or drive in it, hehe.

August Rush

So Mar was nice enough to humor me last night, and go see a movie with my new favorite celebrity-crush, Jonathan Rhys Meyers. It's called August Rush - it's rated PG, totally clean. No swearing (that I can remember) and even in the "love scene" they're wearing clothes. But it was honestly one of the best "feel-good" movies I've ever seen. It's about a musical prodigy who's searching for his parents, and his parents aren't even aware he exists - his mother thought she lost her baby in an accident, and she hadn't even told the father, because they were only together one night. It's cheesy and sappy, of course, but it really tugs at your heart strings - I cried at the end.

Keri Russell does a great job as Lyla, who(as Mar put it) wanders around looking tragic. Very well-put, Mar, I totally agree!

And of course, Jonathan Rhys Meyers does a fantastic job as Lewis the rock star - I can't get enough of the Irish accent.

Freddie Highmore does an excellent job as August Rush, a tender-hearted musical prodigy who's searching for his parents.

The cutest part of the movie - August and Lewis in the park, jamming on their guitars together, not knowing who each other are. THIS is the scene to see the movie for, if not for the music, which is AWESOME.

This would be a great family film, or even a girl's night out flick to go see, and cry over. I loved it.

Really, this crush I have on JRM is so unhealthy. Time for me to meet a REAL guy! :)

Is It Bad That I Don't Care?

Today was the "big game" - Utah vs. BYU. The "Holy War" as my friend Mug refers to it. I heard my mom and dad and brother yelling at the TV, and I was... trying to take a nap. I gave up after a while and turned on "Bend It Like Beckham" so I could look at Jonathan Rhys Meyers. When I heard the game end, I went downstairs and nonchalantly asked who won. Apparently the blue side won. Too bad for the Utah fans... *yawn* I got a drink of water and went back upstairs to look and JRM some more.

Am I being too facetious? ;)

I'm sorry, but not only do I not really get into football, I don't buy all the 'Utah vs. BYU' crap. I guess it's not so much the schools as it is the rivalry. Is it necessary? I wasn't even into it in high school - I went to Alta High, and I thought our major rival was Jordan High. I found out years later that Brighton High was considered a bigger rival. Huh.

Can't we all just get along? :)

Office Mis-hap

So I'm sitting at my desk on Friday evening, just working away, and another secretary comes by my desk and asks if I've seen a Runner anywhere.
"No," I said, "Not recently."
"Well," says the secretary, "If you see one, tell them that the dishwasher in the 12th floor kitchen is flooded."

What??!?!

I see an e-mail go out to the whole office a few minutes later from the receptionist asking for a Runner to get the to kitchen ASAP, to remedy said flooding.
I see Paul (one of the Runners) a few minutes later, heading for the kitchen, giggling. So I follow him, and look into the kitchen to see this:

This has happened before,believe it or not. A few years back, another well-meaning Runner named Bryan flooded the kitchen on the 10th floor by putting Palmolive dish soap in the dishwasher, instead of dishwasher detergent. UGH. That was a hard lesson learned for him. So naturally I assumed it had happened again; only, the two Runners left in the office that evening (Paul and Tim, who came in a few minutes later) load the dishwasher all the time, and they know what detergent to use. So I know THEY didn't cause the mess. I figure some genius filled their glass halfway full with Palmolive and didn't rinse it out - just stuck it in the dishwasher, causing this mess. Poor Tim and Paul were left to clean out the dishwasher, and call building maintenance to get the floor cleaned up.

You guys have the worst jobs in the world sometimes, hehe! I'm sorry you had to deal with this on a Friday night! :)