Oh my beautiful tart

Ohhhhh, last night S got me my tart from La Madeleine that I've always wanted. It was so lovely, covered with strawberries, kiwi, blueberries, grapes, and tiny peaches. I said to it, "I hate to have to cut into you and eat you, but oh well!" And I could only eat one little slice! Poor S, he was so sick. When he got home from work he looked and sounded terrible. He definitely has a very bad cold. But he was happy to see that I'd brought him some wonton soup and some cheese puffs, along with a bag of little Almond Joys, the Triple H t-shirt (which he put on after taking a hot shower), and a card in which I'd written a poem. He called in sick today which he really needed to.

It is way too cold here. It's going to be 28 degrees tonight. What kind of crap is that? I felt bad for Lucy the rottweiler but she has a little igloo and blanket so I guess she'll be ok. She is a hoot. She is still a teenager in dog years and when she bounded into M.'s house last night she headed straight for the mean cat, Luke, who hissed and swatted Lucy with claws. Lucy just looked at her like, "what's wrong? Don't you like me?" and let Luke swat her again.

I'm here at work, pissed off a little. The Director sent an email saying she was going to the Mexican Consulate and to let her know if we wanted to go. Well, I do NOT want to go b/c I do not want to ride in a car with her and that lying asshole, Deb. H., who everyone knows I hate--plus, they're going so I don't really need to go, right? Well, today my colleague came into my office and said that the Director wants me to go. Ummm, that's not what the email said, it asked us if we wanted to go. Why not just say, "You need to go to this with me." Jerks. So I'm going now, but against my will!!! And I'm going to meet them there, driving my own car and getting mileage reimbursement for it. So there!

Toga note: I got 5 yards of this pretty, shiny, electric blue (my fave color) fabric last night. I took it home and tried to toga-wrap it, but I realized I maybe should've gotten a fabric that's more flow-y if I'm going to successfully say, walk and go to the bathroom wearing it. I'll have to wrap this loosely I guess. Well, I'm technically ready for the party tomorrow night, at least!