Diary of a MILF in Progress

I owe a good thing today, don't I?

Amidst the ice storms and the crap-ass economy and the fact that I am so freaking hungry that I could eat my total daily points allotment before noon everyday and the knowledge that my husband is going to be cursing the Super Bowl all damned day on Sunday (what with him hating the Steelers and all) and finding out that MD is excluded from the online needlework contest (after I had designed, knit, and photographed a new poncho), there are some shining moments.

• I had a review with my boss this morning, from which I emerged totally unscathed
• The aforementioned lunch at the Greek place
• Some dude from the customer service department commented that it looks like I've lost a lot of weight, so the last six months with Weight Watchers have not been for naught
• The aforementioned poncho turned out really nicely, so I might be able to sell it for a decent price
• The Elder Son called me downstairs to the TV room last night to demonstrate his new disco dance/break dance moves.  I only wish I had captured it all on video.
• Happy hour is only a day away

The sacrifices I make for my career

There's a board meeting coming up in about 6 weeks.  The members have indicated that they don't want to do dinner at the hotel after the first day of committe meetings, so I asked our meeting planner, Rick, (aka, my new gay boyfriend) for a list of company approved local venues.  I narrowed the list to the two closest ones that I like (steakhouse or Greek), since I don't want to hear bitching about having to spend 30 minutes riding to get to dinner, neither of which I've used for board meetings in awhile.  I even indicated to Rick that he should choose which one sounded better to him (he's been to neither of them), just in case his schedule allowed him to accompany us.  Instead, he followed up with a request that the two of us do a 'site visit' for lunch tomorrow, since he needs to confirm that the semi-private room is acceptable as a venue.  Hmmm, I get to eat some souvlaki or spanikopita, and the company picks up the check?  I can handle that assignment.

It's the Soshi SunTech RTS3 with the built-in data back and parabolic strobe reflector

I've been thinking.  Which is kind of scary in and off itself, I suppose.  But here's what I'm thinking- I'm kind of a downer sometimes, even though I try to find humor in the periodic insanity of my life.  So, I'm inspired by one of my favorite scenes in the Sorkinverse (4:30-5:30 is the part that kicks my ass), I have decided that I need to find One.Good.Thing to look at every week.  I'm trying to decide on a snappy title (Good Thing Thursday?  Yeah, I know, don't quit the day job.)

Things were pretty craptastic for our fair Dana at this point, and at the nadir of her day (an exploding strobe may seem pretty minor, but it was indeed the breaking point), all she needed was that one.good.thing.

So stay tuned.  Somewhere in the midst of my snark and my whining and my bitchiness, I can find my own Isaac Jaffe moment to put it all back into perspective.

If all I do is lie, can you believe me when I say I am lying to you?

This has got to be the funniest thing I have ever seen about the believability of internet videos.

Seriously.  I don't even care anymore whether this dude really is going around the world and dancing like a dork.  The original video made me chuckle, and the explanations make me laugh even harder, so it's all good.