New Coworker in Town!

I can't believe it's been so long since I've written!!!
For the longest time, I was petrified because I no longer worked with Creepy Coworker. And let's face it people, most of my material came from observing him. But have no fear: there's a new interesting coworker about whom I can write.
Her name is Charlene. We love Charlene. She's the craziest woman EVER - but in a good way. She gets mad and spouts off strings of curse words like a woman with tourets. It's amazing.
Today, I had taken my break and gone to Academy to get some things for our upcoming office softball tournament. While I was there, I felt my cell phone vibrate in my purse, but was unable to pick it up before it stopped vibrating. And before I could even look to see who had called, the vibrating began again. So I picked it up, and of course, it was Charlene (who will henceforth be known as Crazy-In-A-Good-Way-Coworker - aka CIAGWC).
I answer the phone, only to hear, "Now what the shit kind of good does your cell phone do you if you don't ever hear it ring? I mean hell, you get a damn cell phone and put it on vibrate! What the hell does that do? OK, now I need you to pick me up some shoes while you're there. But I don't need any shoes, I've been on academy.com and saw these white and orange Reeboks for 29.99 - item number - wait, are you getting this because I don't want to have to take this shit back!"
So I finally break in to tell Charlene that she needs to get her own shoes, but she cuts me off:
"Now you know I just got paid today - And I'm damn sure gonna pay you when you get here, so don't act like I don't have any damn money!" I need a size 10, and a - oh, wait. I think Carol wants a pair too - hang on a minute...ok, make that a size 10 and a size 8."
So I'm laughing at CIAGWC, and I finally tell her that I give and I'll pick up her shoes while I'm at Academy.
She seems pleased at this, but adds quickly: "Oh, and I need a hat too. You know I gotta look good for the game. We don't have to win, but we have to look good."

You gotta love her!!!!

Grey's Anatomy...

...in T-minus 27 minutes and counting!!
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I Love...

I love this time of year. I love that I can walk outside with or without a jacket on and not feel too hot or too cold. I love that there's an ever-present breeze and an abundance of sunshine. I love that we aren't to the time of year yet where we have to mow the yard every week. Seriously, BEST time of year...

I love conversations with my buds: How Karen calls me her P.I.C. (partner in crime), how Lisa and I are constantly coming up with new names for Japan (ex: Japanamania, Japanica, Japanamaniamanica, etc.), how I can call to vent to Allison and Amy and end up cracking up about our "issues."

I love how Kevin surprises me now and then with PDA's and home-cooked meals. I love that he had steak and macaroni waiting for me when I got home on Thursday night. I also love how predictable he can be, and how I was not caught off-guard when he proclaimed Thursday to be "Co's dish night" since he did the cooking. I totally expected it...

I love drives to and from work at my new office. There is nothing like getting off a long day of work and being greeted by the ocean. I love that there are always people walking/biking/skating up and down the seawall, looking so happy and at peace. I also love being home 25 minutes after I leave work. I'm still not used to that...

I love that I have family nearby. That my grandpa pops in for coffee and a quick visit. That every Sunday, I can count on seeing my grandparents at church. That there's always an open invitation for dinner at my parents' house. That my brother comes by now and then to watch movies and chat.

I love general feelings of newness: new season, new office, new job, new coworkers, new scenery, new attitude.

...I'm sure that I won't be this way for long. Probably by tomorrow, I'll have something new to gripe about. But what an awesome day today is :)

Are You FREAKING Kidding Me?

LONDON, England (AP) -- If Kanye West were to walk into the British Raj's dining room and order dinner, it would cost the rapper about $17.50. But since the restaurant is delivering -- from Wales to New York -- it's going to cost a bit more.

For a feast of onion bhajees, chapati breads, biryanis, pappadums, a specially prepared fish dish and vegetables on the side, the bill will top $3,900, plus travel and accommodation for the restaurant's head chef.

The meal was requested for West and seven guests by a music promotion company, the restaurant said Sunday. The company had previously ordered food from the restaurant near Cardiff, Wales, for an after-show party for a Snoop Dogg concert in London.

But this is different. Normally, they don't deliver outside a 3-mile radius of the restaurant, which is about 150 miles west of London.

"I was horrified when I heard about this request because of the distance involved," said the restaurant's head waiter, Tarik Mohammed. "It's a long way, and our reputation is on the line. We are doing every thing to make sure the food gets there safely and every thing is aboveboard."

The meal will be prepared, cooled, shrink-wrapped and packed in dry ice in the British Raj's kitchens and -- along with head chef Kaysor Ahmed -- will be helicoptered from Wales to London's Heathrow Airport on Tuesday.

From there, the chef is to hop a flight to New York -- monitoring the food's temperature all the way -- clear customs, and head for Manhattan, where the meal is to be served during a meeting Wednesday.

The fee was arrived at by estimating the restaurant's takings for two evenings, the time Ahmed will be away, Mohammed said.

Weekend

So Kevin and I recently added movie channels to our cable/internet/telephone bundle. More because Time Warner's offering a "free movies for a year" special, than for our burning desire to have a zillion channels available to us.
Never have I seen "You've Got Mail" playing on 8 channels at once before. Oh but it did. This weekend. RANDOM.
Last night, I found myself watching "Million Dollar Baby." Awesome show, but let me officially tell you that you should not watch it if you are the least bit emotional. I found myself hiding my face behind a pillow - much like I would do in a scary movie - waiting for the sadness to unfold. So tragic.

My brother's constantly telling me that I'm a movie-maker's dream. I feel all the emotions that I'm supposed to feel during movies, but in the most extreme way. When I watch a scary movie, I'm absolutely hide-my-face-scream-out-loud petrified. And then I spend the next few weeks/months/years feeling CERTAIN that a killer's living in my house, waiting for the exact right moment to get me. When I watch a sad movie, I get emotionally attached to the characters. And then I feel a loss when they die, and I do the red-face-eye-makeup-running sob cry when it's over with. It's what I do.

I should totally be a movie critic...