This is where we (sort of) play catch up and I humiliate myself (inadvertently, and again, yes always again)

So my really neat post (that's been coming two weeks now but I've been so lazy that it hasn't happened yet) is going to have to wait a little longer. I was going to upload my pictures to my computer but my camera (no not that camera, yet) battery is dead and my adapter cord won't charge my camera so alas that post will have to wait. (I promise the battery is charging now.)

So let's move on to the embarrassing part shall we?

So this week my co-worker Theresa is gone on vacation. Well, really just today and tomorrow and then we all have Monday off but anyways, I always get sidetracked don't I? Theresa opens the office in the morning and so because she's gone today and tomorrow it was my turn.

Let me just point out that I was all set and ready to go. I was going to get to work at the right time (earlier than normal for me), open the office and be ready for when the other people I work with in the morning got there. And as I reached in my purse to fish my keys out so I could grab my stuff and walk out the door, I fumbled.

There. Were. No. Keys.

I mean I have a rather large purse, so sometimes when you reach in for something you can't always find it on the first try. So I took my purse over to the couch and started pulling everything out.

There. Were. No. Keys.

So I called my husband who had driven my car the night before and he swore up an down that he had put my keys back in my purse.

I'm sorry. THERE. WERE. NO. KEYS.

I kinda (read: a lot) freaked out on him and hung up so I could hyperventilate alone.

He then called back and told me that, oops, he had them, and suggested I ride my bike to work as if that fixed everything and he did nothing wrong.

(DISCLAIMER: To all men reading this. Please don't tell your partner that they can ride their bike and act all happy like you fixed the problem when they have no way to get all their crap there with them on the bike and THEY HAVE TO BE AT WORK IN 20 MINUTES. Because honestly, your partner is not going to make it in time and it's going to make your partner so much more ticked off because IT DOESN'T SOLVE ANYTHING. Please don't then suggest they use a backpack and still bike to work. Also girls (read: me) wear makeup and nice clothes and we do our hair, all of which has to be vastly different when we ride bikes. Please note it takes more time to change along with packing a backpack, making us even more late. Just think things through before you think it's a good option and get all happy with yourself and pat yourself on the back for such a good solution. Also please when you pick us up in our car from work at the end of the day still suggest that it's a good option and still act all happy with yourself and like we're making a big deal over nothing. PLEASE JUST DON'T SUGGEST WE RIDE A BIKE WHEN YOU HAVE OUR KEYS. It would really make everything better.)

I hung up on him and freaked out a little more and called my boss who luckily was already on his way to work. (As a side note to the disclaimer: Men, it's already embarrassing enough that we have to call our boss to let them know we'll be late on the first day we're being trusted with a lot more responsibility but that much more humiliating when said boss has to give you a ride to work, BECAUSE A BIKE IS NOT AN OPTION HERE. Okay, I think my rant is over. Please note that the caps aren't actually shouting, they're just for emphasis because italics don't seem like they do enough, they seem much more like whispering to me and whispering is not what is needed in this case. Longestsentenceever.)

Let my just say that my boss was really nice about giving me a ride and he didn't mind at all, while I felt really out of sorts and like I kind or ruined everything. I know this goes back to me being a control freak and when things don't go to plan (when I plan things out) I'm not very good at surrendering and being okay with things not coming up to the par I set. Also in a job situation I want to show leadership and accountability and even when things (especially when) are out of my control I still take ownership if they go badly, regardless if I could have done anything to change the outcome.

But overall today was good. Work was good (still showed up late) and that's what counts. (I'm working at putting it all in perspective.)

Here's to another really great post soon. :)

This is the title.

I have been pretty craptastic about posting lately.

Yup, still apologizing and still sucking at it.

Okay, had to get that off my chest.

Anyway, camera is still back ordered so I don't look like a loon... yet.

But I did get this over the weekend.

And she's pretty and she's shiny and yes true to form I've already taken one of my knees out with her.

See, there's this little thing called clip-less pedals, which is more of a misnomer than anything because you clip your shoes into the pedals. And I took out my knee trying to unclip while I was trying to stop and yes, also true to form it was very unladylike and involved plenty of swearing. (Don't worry my knee is fine now, just a little banged up.)

I ordered her last week and Isaac and I picked her up Friday and spent three hours while I got fitted and everything adjusted properly for her. And then Saturday we went riding, and even though we only did 8 miles (I blame the bike seat wholly) and I was rather clumsy (what's new) it was really exhilarating being back on a bike again.

I've been knitting plenty lately. See below.

These are cowls, knit out of mohair and I love them but they take a damn long time to knit. Currently they're folded in half which is why they look kinda funny.

And I've recently bought this:

Which I will be knitting into these. (Even though I don't really relish knitting socks.)

(Picture from Stephanie Pearl-McPhee's blog)

And I am so looking forward to knitting rainbow colored socks.

So that's about it for me. It's really quite boring around here but still really good.

Talk to you soon, er, maybe I should stop making promises. :)

And then there was this

12. This Sloth
This sloth kind of feels like you should update your blog more frequently.

This all comes from here: http://www.buzzfeed.com/expresident/animals-who-are-extremely-disappointed-in-you.

Very funny.

Hi

Um, yeah.

I've been gone a while.

Yes I know this might be an understatement.

I didn't mean to stay away this long but, well, I did. Again, I feel like I always have to say nothings wrong, because normally that's not what my silence means. It just means I'm too busy, uninspired, or sick. It's been a mix of that.

Isaac and I finally did our taxes last week. We've been putting it off because normally we owe and so we dread it. But this year? This year we're getting money back. I am so excited about this. Although I'm pretty sure it has a lot to do with the amazing amount of money we spent moving 3,000 miles, twice.

And? I'm finally going to get my precious.

I honestly don't think I can tell you how excited I am. There are no words. But if you see me clutching something that looks like this and laughing like I've lost a few bolts just know. MY SHIP HAS COME IN FOLKS, MY SHIP HAS COME IN. Yes the caps are necessary.

I just have to wait, until our return comes in. In May. The good thing about age is that times goes fast. No I did not say I'm old.What are you implying?

Also I've been nursing a killer cold. Like I've lost at least half of my voice and I've been sleeping like a zombie. Which is saying something because I sleep like I'm dead anyhow. But the waking dead now? I mean I don't even remember my husband trying to wake me up this morning after my three alarms went off and I keep my phone across the room (alarm clock) I don't even remember getting up to get it or turning off three alarms.

But this Sunday Isaac and I drove down to Cape May and walked the beach which was great. It was sort of warm and very sunny and I'm just so glad that by moving we didn't have to give up the beach. I would have severely missed that so I'm very glad that I didn't have to give it up.

And then today my bosses boss took me and my coworkers (this includes my boss and one other coworker, we're a team of three) out to lunch today which was really sweet of her. It was her and my boss' way of thanking me and my coworker for the work we've put in lately. (Before I joined the team I am on it was my boss and my coworker (the word coworker is starting to look funny) so he considers all three of us a team and that he's not really our boss, even though we give him the respect of being so. But yes we pull pranks on him, though it's all out of respect... Um, yeah.) Even though my coworker has put in more work (she pretty much kicks ass) than me but she's salary and I'm not so I don't really have a choice. But anyways, that's neither here or there. There have been changes in our department lately and on top of training me it's been a lot and we've handled it well, so yeah. Lunch. A really nice lunch too.

I can't think of anything else right now so here's to not staying away so long next time? Have a good evening.

I'm pretty sure this is just an East Coast thing... And also, Eric Hutchinson is not a tailor. Just to clarify.

So I've noticed that out here people tend to throw an "s" on the end of words that they say when they don't belong there. I've noticed that they do this... a lot. Or should I say a lots. Or "Hey yous guys." I'm pretty sure that I could go on for a while but I'll spare you. (I only said that because I can't go on for a while, I'm pretty short on brain power right now and really need to go to bed.)

The one time that I do this on my own is when I sing Eric Hutchinson's songs. And with his one song "Outside Villanova" I tend to crack myself up pretty hard. (I need to remember this on days I need a laugh.) Because his lyrics tend to take on some wacky meanings. Such as "And I start to relax as I cut her some slack". I almost couldn't even type that correctly because that is not how I sing it and now have it seared into my head.

I sing it "And I starts to relax as I cut her some slacks". And yes this cracks me up to no end because it's such an odd lyric that I've changed it too. And come on, how is it not funny that he's now making her some pants?

Just me? Hm. Okay.

Promise still sober. I'm pretty sure it's the tired loopy me coming out. This means I should go to bed.

Night all.

Oh and actual song below.

Someone, please stop me now.

Okay, I have something to admit...

I bought another pair of shoes.

I promised my husband that after this past weekend I was done buying shoes but then I found these and had to have them. I should probably mention that they're as comfortable as wrestling shoes (Those are extremely comfortable if you've ever worn a pair. It makes me want to buy a pair... Um, I just said I'd stop right?) and they're 4 inches high. Win, win. Those two things pretty much sold them to me right then and there. Which is why I had to have them. See the admission above.

I'm done now... Right?

Apparently I got a little delirious this weekend...

Sometimes (like this past weekend) I like to convince myself of things that I can do that just aren't true.

Like wear high heels...

I have flat feet. Like FLAT. My entire foot touches the floor. Flat feet + high heels = bad call.

Yes I know this.

But this past weekend I talked myself into believing that it wasn't true. So I bought high heels, wore them around my house all weekend, and then took them back today.

I got these instead. I'll still get plenty of height and be able to walk when I step out of them.

Much. Smarter.

I'm blaming St. Patricks Day.

Is there bad luck in that?