… or so the subject of this email says. Yeah, not really my thing. I don’t care for blondes all that much. Now, if you had redheads, maybe we can talk.
Anyway, today is Mother’s Day. Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms reading (one, I think), and Happy Freedom Day to all the non-mothers out there. I had to call my mother and grandmother and tell them Happy Mother’s Day over the phone, because my knee aches so bad that even going to the kitchen for something to drink is ultra painful. Last night, at work, I had to climb up and down stairs to use the bathroom because the one on my floor was… unacceptable. I hate it when work bathrooms are so utterly disgusting, you wouldn’t bare your ass to it for fear of catching something. Obviously someone had a major lunch fiasco and plugged up the toilet.. and this is a toilet I thought could never ever be plugged up due to the sheer amount of water suction this thing employed. But when I walked in, there it was… water all over the floor and other visuals I don’t wish to pass on. I turned around, painfully, and went up a flight to the exec level, where I know the bathrooms had to be clean.
This morning, when I woke up, my knee ached so bad that moving it felt like bone crushing bone in there. Oh yeah. Fun times for all. š
