Outstanding what?!
I got an email a few days ago from Slipper and she said that we all had to go to a meeting. The Merit Awards, actually. I thought we were getting some team award. Pretty fresh. I put it on my calendar. The day comes (yesterday), and I get down to the meeting a little late. True to form, I spend a few minutes wrapping up stuff and then heading to the gathering.
Sitting there by myself (see what happens when I come in late), the ceremony goes as planned. I feel wierd sitting there by myself, but that's life. They announce service awards. I wonder why we were all asked to come. We normally go anyways, right? I wait for the Team Award. We don't get it. Hrm. Service Award. Don't get that either. I wonder where my group was. And then they start talking about the Technology Award, and mentioning that the winner used it in tutoring.
In my infinite wisdom, I'm thinking, "Who else does tutoring on campus?" Wait...I'm the only one on campus that really does that. Then they keep talking about the person. My ears start to get red. Hot red. Oh shit. That's me.
There are over 200 people sitting there, a lot of people far more talented than I, and of course, natch, a lot of people who I'm far more foxier than. I joke. Not really.
They call my name and I go up to get the award. I feel strange. I should have dressed up, I told myself. I should have fixed my mop head. Oh well. I get a plaque. And surprise, a check. W00t.
Pretty cool for just doing my job.
So here we are at 23 weeks. Intriguing. Moving and stuff. I debated about telling people only because I thought it was going to be a neat little secret to keep to myself, but nah, it's all over the place. My appointment went well yesterday, and the doc said, "Halfway there!" Yikes. She's right.
Can I introduce you to my best friend? Here she is. The pillow, not the lady, you dork. Anyways, see how happy the lady is? That's how happy I am when I get to sleep with El Snoogle! Even Husbandido loves the Snoogle. Did I get paid to do this commercial? Of course not, but if LeachCo wants to kick down some endorsement funds, I'd be happy to accept them. If you have a gnarly acting pregnant lady around you get her this pillow. Seriously.
I'm looking forward to summer coming down the pipeline. It's been nice to enjoy such good weather these last few days, but it's going to be even mo betta when it's quiet, I can get work done, and I can have my ass handed to me by Buff Bagwell, my brother, in Scrabulous. Jerk.
Anyways, back to work. Where's that student who went to get lunch? She's taking forever. Better bring me a snack.
Voodoo
Comments
Congrats to you! Do you have your award hung up on your walls of your office? You rock!
As for the snoogle, enjoy it! I never had one, once you get in the home stretch, I warn you, nothing will help the uncomfy nights. And woo girl, summer pregnancies esp when it's HOT= no fun. At least not for me. Eww my feet were so swollen and not cute. Sausage toes. But don't let me rain on your parade. Maybe you like hot and sausage toes.
Posted by: Dina | May 13, 2008 09:32 PM
Congratulations!
Posted by: sabrinasmom | May 14, 2008 10:50 AM
Grats on the award! Hey, wasn't there a "Flipper" or some other pseudonym for a mini-Slipper? I recall a hysterical airport story from a long time ago. I could be wrong too ...
Posted by: macroach | May 14, 2008 09:01 PM
God, I forgot the name myself...I think Slipper was the kid's name, and Tripper was mom's name.
Either way, another side story was that Tripper (I'll have to look that up) said, "We wanted to call Husbandido! But we didn't have his info!" It's on the emergency list. Great. I guess I know how it's going to be when the world is falling down. LOL
Posted by: voodoo | May 15, 2008 12:00 PM
Snoogie was our bedtime companion from about 17 weeks on; it was the only thing that kept me on my side! Had HORRIBLE leg cramps though!
Posted by: bev | May 24, 2008 11:14 AM