Resurrected

It's been a while since we've honored blog world with one of our adored one-sided rants. What has happened to all our rage, ladies? Never fear, my rage is back! All it took was a few months in a certain Florida town, and viola! I'm angry enough to blog about it.

How To Annoy Me

Suggesting my baby is spoiled because she has a bedtime and a routine.

Dwight?

Dear Disgruntled Mother of 4,

I’m sorry to have let you down by being a non-blogger. I hereby repent and share with you my most recent funny.

If you’re into The Office, you might be interested to know that I work with Dwight’s personality twin. It’s like if Dwight and Dwight’s clone had a love child, it would result in this person. We’ll call her Dwight the Second.

Dwight the Second is Greek, pretty protective of “her clients,”into Star Trek and waywayway more serious about her job than anyone I know.

We like to play tricks on her (nice ones, of course…nothing mean). The most recent joke is making me pee my skirt every day at work.

We’ve started sending her faxes from different locations from her future self, and she keeps getting confused and making comments in passing about them like “I think I’m going to be the new country manager of Europe,” or “things are going to change around here.”

The first fax:

Hello E-

This fax may seem a little odd to you.

Actually, I am you, from the future.

This fax is coming to you from your future office!

I am warning you.

A lot is about to happen. Be careful.

Details later.

Future E-

He he he. Stay tuned for more updates.

Dear South,

Barack Obama is NOT a Muslim. Please stop trying to convince me he's "in hiding."

Also, your chicken-fried steak tastes like butt.

All the best,
KT

Hoping for 2060-ish

Justin and I watched Bucket List this past weekend (Yes, I know it has been out forever, but our DVD options are limited to red box) In one part of the movie it discusses that most people, if given the option, wouldn't want to know the date of their death. I laughed and said, "That is crazy, how would you not want to know if you could." Justin replied, "I don't think I would want to know."

I would want to know because it would change how I acted. I mean, folks, if you were told you had 6 months to live who wouldn't quit their jobs/school and hang out with loved ones and go see places in the world you had always wanted to see.

That's what I think, what about you? If you could know the date you were going to die, would you wanna?

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