So, I think I figured out how to access gmail and bypass our filter (at
least for the time being). So... I'm going to give this email posting thing
a try. We'll see how successful it turns out.

Anyhow, I'm in Tampa for work. It's hot and humid and my office is in a
salmon colored stucco building that people around here consider to be
"big." A few observations about the area:

* people are horrible drivers. I was coming in from the airport and the
speed limit was something like 65 and people were going 50. FIFTY in a
65!!! Even just thinking about it now gets the road rage gremlins
grumbling. BossLady describes it as DWE - Driving While Elderly. I thought
that was clever.

* there are these little buggy things getting their mojo on all over the
place. BossLady calles them "love bugs" and I can see why. They're
attached at the... well, you know. So when you park your car about 20 of
them are already doin the nasty on it by the time you get out... and if
you're lucky you can get into the building to where ever you're going
without them making their way into your bra. I wasn't so lucky.

Oh shoot. So BossLady just came in and suggested I head out to the airport
because there's a thunderstorm moving in (low and behold there's the
thunder). So, testing complete.

So now, not only is Xanga blocked from work, but so is gmail/hotmail/yahoo/aol and all other personal email sites.  That really does suck.

So today I get a call from BossLady and I'm whining about how I'm being forced to hire an idiot cronie of our President again just because he says I have to do it... and her response is, "Oh good!  If he's bugging you today that means he's not bugging me.  Yea me."  If Itty No. 1 hadn't been sitting here I'd have told her to kiss my ass.

That reminds me though, actually that's a lie, Chun's comment on my last entry reminded me... did I ever tell y'all about the time Itty dropped the F-bomb?  In context.  Yeah, sorry Chun, my little brother beat you to the punch on teaching my kids swear words.

I asked Itty No. 1 to draw a picture of our family because I wanted to personalize a storybook with her pictures, and she drew this picture with a mommy, a daddy and 3 itty's.  I asked her who they all were and she pointed them all out; "This one is me, I'm a princess, this one is you, you're the queen, this one is Daddy, that one is Baby Itty No. 2 and that's my baby brother."   She's been on this kick lately about wanting a brother.  I asked her, "what if God decides not to give you a brother... what if you get another sister?"  She very seriously told me that we'd just have to give her back because we don't need any more girls... then she proceeded to pray and remind God of the fact that we don't need any more girls in our house.

Oh, by the way... husband has decided that we should wait to move to CO until the new DOD facility down the road gets closer to opening.  I'm going to kick him in the teeth.