I love Savage Chickens. So many times it is dead on describing what’s going on in my life…like today’s cartoon…and how it applies to me at work…
Please click on the link in the title or on the Savage Chickens link in my blogroll. You won’t be sorry.
Here’s my holiday advice, free of charge. If you buy a smashing new jumper (the American meaning, a short dress…not the English meaning/a sweater) that’s all pretty and Christmasy plaid and looks outstanding with your new favorite red Old Navy turtleneck, and you’re slated to read a lesson during the “Lessons and Carols” Christmas Eve service at your Dad’s church, don’t wear red tights. Seriously. I caught sight of myself in the window at the chinese restaurant where we ate after church (the only place in town open) and let’s just say Santa’s Elves have got NOTHING on me.
Further, should you try on said jumper and think “Oh, it’s a bit tight here and there but that will just hold all of me in nicely and the plaid will hide my Michelin Man physique…” You are wrong, my friend, wrong wrong wrong.
Imagine my joy when, in my short plaid too tight jumper and BLINDING red turtleneck and tights (just say a small prayer of thanks that I took off the red shoes in favor of black ones, since the red shoes have a tendency to slip off at the wrong moment…oh, and they’re RED), the decision was made that those doing readings would sit in the choir loft…facing the congregation.
Well. At least I didn’t mispronounce anything in my reading and didn’t fall off the stage or onto the poor, now blinded people I was sitting next to on the pew. Happy Christmas, y’all. I think I need another cuppa tea.
As taken from the inbox of my email just this morning…
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— Forwarded Message —
—- Cora wrote:
> Do not ignorbeb me please,
> I found your email somewhere and now deacided to write you.
> I am coming to yoaur place in few weeks andb thought we
> can meet each other. Leat me know if you do not mind.
> I am a nice pretty girl. Don’at reply to this email.
> Emabil me direclty at qqcei@SpringMailSite.info
Date: [Thu, 17 May 2007 10:31:16 -0500]
From: Nancy A. Lassiter
To: Cora , qqcei@SpringMailSite.info
Subject: Re: Would like to chat with. you
Hi there, Cora!
Unfortunately I can’t meet you until you learn how to spell, work on your
grammar, and stop emailing people that you don’t know just to earn some money
off someone or try to plant a virus in someone else’s computer.
Have a nice day.
Nancy A. Lassiter, BA, CI/CT
“Forecast for tomorrow; a few sprinkles of genius with a chance of doom!”
Yeah, I know, I probably just opened my self up to a flood of either abuse or virus laden email. Thank God for my sardonic wit and Norton Anti-Virus.
I may have to go out and investigate that one…