Present.
Not often enough, but I've also been working on being cluelessly endearing, so that takes up some time, too.
Long morning--meeting lasted two hours, and when you add in the time to set up and clean up, it was three. Got here, had to park on the EIGHTH floor! My usual spot on the third was filled, as was the spot that is usually vacant around the ramp on 4th. Fallback position is ALWAYS the eighth floor, so I can remember where I parked. And I can usually always guarantee myself a spot close to the elevator.
So, here now and there's much to do today, and little inclination to do it, other than some odd sense that it should be done. Go figure.
And I need to do some serious shopping during lunch--tomorrow being the birthday of a certain wife of mine. Not sure what to get for the woman who has everything and is married to me. I wonder if a card of sympathy would be in order?
ANYway, time to do more ::shudder:: work--please do check back in later this afternoon. I'm not sure you'll see any more than what you see already, but you never know.
Posted by Terry Oglesby at January 25, 2006 11:25 AMHappy birthday to Reba!
Posted by: Kathy at January 25, 2006 01:22 PMThank you on her behalf! I just wish we had more time to do something a bit nicer for her but we have all kind of kidthings to do every night this week. ::sigh:: Oh well, at least she still has the marvelous gift of me!
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at January 25, 2006 01:25 PMChocolate works for me. And whoo-boy do I understand about kid things getting in the way. I'm so lucky that hubby's and mine birthdays are so close together.We then celebrate together and we are very loose on what day we pick.
Posted by: Sarah G. at January 25, 2006 02:04 PMI'm thinking an ice cream cake from Dairy Queen in lieu of straight up chocolate. Mmm--ice cream.
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at January 25, 2006 02:06 PMIce cream cake - how sweet!
You could do like Jordana did and list the number of nice things about Miss Reba that is the same number as her age and put that in a card. And then tie a ribbon (loosely!) around your neck as her "present".
[You can always claim that you're trying to be thrifty.}
Then again, most gals would go for a diamond necklace.
Posted by: MarcV at January 25, 2006 02:47 PMBetter yet--I'll post nice things about her here, and hope she won't be nearly so mad at me when she finally discovers my dirty little blogging habit!
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at January 25, 2006 03:54 PM