Things have been so hectic lately that I have not had the time to post anything. We have come through three seperate reviews in the last few months, so it has been a stressful time here at the office. We did excellent in all of the reviews. I thought that would relieve some stress, but it seems like things get more hectic by the day.

I had to take off work Monday for Ethan's surgery and that just made things worse. Trying to come back in and get caught up is just crazy. It seems the more I try to get done, the farther behind I get. One step forward and two steps back. I feel like I have to juggle home and work now more than in any other job I have ever had, and I am not real sure why. I would really like to take a vacation, but I do not have the time to make up a weeks worth of work. I never would get caught up. I try as much as possible not to take my work home with me, so I have been trying to get everything done at work here at the office. Which upsets more people than I can count. So I sit here typing for a few minutes instead of doing some research that desperately needs to be done and watch as my desk becomes mountains of paperwork. I will desperately need to have a few drinks this weekend and am praying that I do not have to be DD for anyone. If I do, you can guarantee Sunday morning coming down may not be so quiet and plesant. I will be kicking and screaming.

madness. confusion. craziness. rushing. never-ending. whirlwind. hurricanes. Katrina. Rita. Bush? Fema. Time out. Break Time! And a way we go. work. redo. review. relearn. review. rewind. fast forward. Stop. collaborate. Listen. derby. demolition. wreck. crash. collision. Coffey?break. free. ready to run. wedding. Do you hear what I hear? surgery. cutting. cleaning. repairing. fixing. wholly. clean.
salvation. lunch time. peppers. shrooms. trivia. sober. safe. loud. chill. new edition. phyllum. class. law and order. family. children. babies. back to school. back to work. time to go home. poker. flush. toilet. TRUMPED.

While Brinton has had his testicle issues, I now find myself with a toe issue. No, I wasn't playing with his balls or anything... Well maybe I was, they were huge! But I have managed to cut underneath my toenail. At first I thought the toenail was lost all together. However, I think I have managed to save half of it, the other half is a goner. It is plenty sore and it hurts like hell, but I guess I'll get over it. I don't enjoy going over the nasty details the way Brinton does, let it suffice to say that I am in pain, it hurts and its nasty.

Well, maybe not this nasty....

Reunion

Well, it's over. Another Labor Day has come and gone.
Every Labor Day brings about the Spencer reunion. The 2 day reunion sustains me enough for a whole year. I was told that I was condemned to a life sentence of always attending. I can't imagine missing even a minute of it, even though as I said earlier, by the end I am sustained for a full year. Each year we miss a few more faces and alot more home cookin', but this year was probably the worst. More stayed home this year for fear that there wouldn't be enough gas to get home or they couldn't afford to pay for the gas to drive down to ol' Clay City. Damn Bush.


On the other hand, Cory finally made it to his first reunion in many years. I think he had about has much fun as he expected. Maybe a little less. However, I know that Eileen was very glad to see him. There is probably a picture floatin' around somewhere. And Misty finally got to understand mine and Morgan's drunken mistake tradition, as well as "line dance" with the whole darn gang. Poor Misty. See what ya missed Cory?


Alchol, Rape and Fire...
At our little shindig Saturday night, Vickie asked me to blog something about her. She said she had been trying to get into Cory's, Brinton's and Rachel's for sometime now. Since, I have the most boring of the three I'll include her in mine (just to liven it up a bit). Eventful shindig. Lots of drunkeness. Have we ever strived for any less? Rachel, Vickie and me sitting around the table. Me getting raped by the mangina (oh wait, not raped... "it's only rape if you press charges") Brinton beyond drunk and T.R. spitting fire?

The more things change, the more they stay the same.

I finally got the word verification turned on. I hate spammers. I don't know of much that I find more disgusting. Well, beside Georgie. Then there is Father Fred. But I thought they turned everyone's stomach.

I should be working. Oh well, why bother it's only three hours before I go home. Coworker 1 today asked coworker 2 where I was and what I was doing. Coworker 2 told her I was "bloggin'" Coworker 1 insists that she hopes I feel better real soon. So do I...

This time of year is always the busiest. Maybe if I would actually spring clean then spring would be, but that would be to much work and I am usually found fussing about the weather around that time of year.