I just got a trackback spam for "oral sex for women". What the hell is that?
Tuesday through Friday were all-day meetings at work. Every day. The whole day.
On Tuesday I went out for some celebration drinks after work. It was much fun but I payed the price on Wednesday. If Lovely Wife hadn't woken me up I would have missed the beginning of the Wednesday meeting.
There's a decent chance that if she hadn't woken me up I would have missed a significant portion of that meeting.
Wednesday's meeting was 11 hours and then dinner afterward.
I worked from home until 2:30 today to catch up some of the critical stuff I missed while I was in the critical all day meetings.
I'm wrecked and once again 150 odd posts behind in my blog reading.
The celebration drinks on Tuesday were because I officially got my Project Manager title on Monday. Yay!
We have three dogs now. We got a new lab/Aussie mutt puppy a couple of weeks ago. Pictures soon, I promise.
We have 8 cats now. Stitch, slut that she is, went into heat some time after we pulled out of the driveway for our Spokane trip. She spit out the bebe kats a week and a half ago.
I still have Morrigan's microwave plate.
I'm now three of the top application development projects at work.
And will be adding another next week.
One of those three became an emergency last week - this accounts for two of the four meeting days this week. And two more next week. [sigh]
Three of the five kittens have adoption promises already. All to women who work at the same office.
One of their clients is one of our biggest clients. Small world.
We may be boarding another lab for one of the folks who's taking a kitten.
I'm not sure that trading a kitten for an adult dog gets us out ahead anywhere, pet-wise.
Both of my parents tried to call me on my birthday. They called at home. While I was at work. This bummed me out severely.
I got my favorite selection of tasty beers for one of my birthday presents. This cheered me up considerably.
Lovely Wife rocks.
At the dinner on Wednesday I had enough prime beef to compact a tiger's colon.
There's something oddly satisfying about letting loose a $40 beef shit.
Dude! you need a vacation!
Beer is God's way of saying "You have been good".
Ahh, beer, beef and business meetings.
Two outa three ain't bad.
Congrats on PM, by the way.
:-D
Now get your cat fixed will you???
Beer is God's way of saying, "Have another beer."
With the exception of the beef shit, your life is sounding a lot like mine-overworked, underpaid, too stressed to even book a waxing?
That last line had me ROFLOL! Thanks for that. Sorry it's been so busy; I guess the price you pay when you're good at what you do.
BTW, thanks for the scipt and link - YOU ROCK!!!
Sorry I can't take any cats/dogs off your hands. Can't send you any beer or wine either...NY Law.
But perhaps I can send you a nice NYC trinket to cheer you up. Think about and let me know. After all you only turn 50 once. Heh, heh heh! *evil grin*
In all seriousness, I'll keep you in my prayers for smooth and easy sailing on your project.
PS. At munuviana I learned that due to spamming hell for many of us Pixy can turn off trackbacks starting and extending to any date - see 8/9 entry.