Just walked into the office and setting up my work station.
“To Uncle Juan by Ashley.” I saw this on my desk when I walked into my office this morning. Awe, thank you Ash!
Kate Voegele Tour 2008
Cup with a Cause!
Red Billy
| Tom: | Fiona, you're a nutjob. |
|---|---|
| Fiona: | I not nutjob, I baby. |
| Tom: | If you can say you're a baby, then you're not a baby. |
| Mandy: | don't say that--she's a baby. [skeptical look from Tom]. She's a genius baby. |
| Fiona: | Genius baby. |
Vanilla Latte in this BIG ole’ mug.
Taste the ink. Get it? Like Skittles ‘taste the rainbow’ haha.
An Aunt of mine got a heart attack yesterday and was rushed to the ER. My mom called me and told me where she was taken, so I flew out of the office in a heart beat. The drive there seemed forever since there was traffic. When I talked to my Aunt she said the doctors had told her she could have almost died. Plus she kept cracking jokes in the state she was in. Please pray she gets better. Thanks.
Everyone who knows me know I have social anxiety. I tend to feel uncomfortable, red in the face and my heart begins to beat faster than usual. In the last couple of days I’ve been soaking in information like a sponge; give a comfortable hand-shake, posture, don’t put your hands there, zip down your sweater that points across your chest, stand this way, don’t say this, etc. I want to learn to be better, but I cannot take all of this information in one day. Deal with it.
