Two Things

Two things for you this morning:

(1) I finally made my secret dish (the dish that I want to wow Frederick with next time that I get to see him... granted he has all of the ingredients and cooking ware). I have had the ingredients for the past 1.5 weeks but just found the time and effort to make it yesterday afternoon. Round One was not too shabby! I think there is room for improvement, and I might end up trying another recipe just to see how it differs from the current one I am using. But with leftovers and not having much of an appetite last night, I brought it into work. People, I think that the last one was picked up and eaten about 10 minutes ago... and it's only 0715. Oh yeah! I will take that as a success.

(2) So Mr. Team Lead is always late, right. He supposedly works 0600-1630. But this morning, he walked in at an all time late.... 0650, just in time to walk in before our manager and get settled in to make the appearance that he had been working hard since 0600. Excuse me, but it sucks getting up and being at work between 0550-0600. But I do it so that I can get off earlier, and I put in nine hour days. This guys puts forth less effort and has every Friday off... because he "works 10 hour days." Ooo. Lord, help me to keep my mouth shut. Or in the words of Relient K, "I've gotta stay quiet-quiet. Don't let it all come undone. 'Cause if I dare open my mouth, it'll just be to bite my tongue... to bite my tongue."

Huh, I lied. Let's make it three things...
(3) Yappy-mouthed women. There are currently two women behind me that are running their mouths, and I have not yet decided how I feel about it. A. I am glad that I choose (... for the most part. I'm not perfect.) not to be one them, or B. It makes me want to be a man. Who would want to be female when most females do that stuff? Blah! Get a grip, ladies. All I've heard is one lady bad mouthing her husband, and the other lady bad mouthing some woman that she knows because she was way too drunk at a wine tasting and was trying to get some from a guy. Huh. Role models, eh? Moral of the story: Your husband might not do everything right. He might even be annoying, but you signed up to love him. So hush your mouths and do so. If he is bothering you that bad... talk things over with him and/or pray about it. And for those that are dissing drunk women, how can you when you just confessed you had too much to drink too. I'm ranting, and I know it. Godly women, where are you?!