Saturday, April 08, 2006
OK. I haven't been completely honest about where I have been.
Yes. I was in and out of the doctor.
Yes - our school had graduation (2 weeks ago) - which always keeps me busy.
Yes - we start a new term on Monday - which keeps me busier than graduation.
BUT - I must admit. I have a new obsession. Writermom has her Flickr - I have - the gym.
I must admit the blog lags will only get worse as fishing season arrives.
Please know that I am not ignoring you - in this case I am trying to put my health first (doctor strongly suggested) and I am taking it very seriously.
So anyway - that's where I am - trying to win the second round of the Biggest Loser contest at work.
Just wait - I'll probably end up pregnant and lose!
Friday, April 07, 2006
When I was 10 years old I woke up in the middle of the night staring at a shadow of my Miniature Schanuzer and I was scared out of my wits because in the dream I just woke from my dog was 8 feet tall.
I had a similar feeling this morning, only I wasn't scared - I was PISSED.
I woke up thinking that I had been fired from the musical in which I was the star. Now mind you I have NEVER starred in a musical (unless you count the part I played in Writermom's music video in college set to the tune of Prince's - Let's Go Crazy) nor do I even work at a school that has a drama department. How I came to star in a musical where the Campus President was director I will never know. I do know that I haven't had that feeling when I woke up in years.
It's a good thing I don't sleep on the job!
Sunday, April 02, 2006
Yes. It's 11:14pm in Iowa.
I am suffering from Daylight Saving Time lag. Slept late. Not good.
So Hoosiers - how are you coping with your FIRST change in time?
I find it amusing that the Hoosier state decided to stay on Eastern time, when the 2 areas in the state that were already practicing DST were on Central.
OH yeah - and the White Sox are on their 3rdh hour of the weather delay. Mr. Chep is still up waiting to watch the end.
This letter was from Writermom and inside were boxtops.
Now I don't have a PO box assigned to Chepner, nor do I have proof of "Chepner's" existence.
Two days ago I went to pick up my mail at the PO box and I had received a notice of mail being delivered to "Chepner's Boxtop Challenge" and for MY PROTECTION I had to come in to the post office, bring proof of identity (2 ID's) in order to receive my mail.
My question is this. How on earth do you prove the existence of a fictional person?
I went to the post office and explained to the nice man behind the counter what my intentions were - and he was more than willing to help.
For a minute I was afraid they were going to hunt down Writermom and arrest her for sending cereal box tops!
Guess Dental Dad should leave addressing the envelopes to WM!