I groan about the defensive driving course my company makes me take every year, but last night when a FJ Cruiser going the wrong way on the highway smacked the dodge neon head on and started flipping towards us at 70 mph...it was my following distance that allowed us to live last night. #grateful.
You ever have that time where you go to pick up a small child who is crying at 2 AM, you scoop them up in your arms to comfort them and you are hit with a stream of vomit in the face? You are fighting your own gag reflex and remembering its not good to drop the mini Linda Blair while acidic muck is now beneath your feet. Yeah, that.
Today's the first day of me in my new position. I'm pretty much catching up on old work and was surprised that with the new responsibilities that I'm rolling into, I also get a new office, more vacation time, and other things that come with full time employment. So...that's awesome.
Just made 20 minute cinnamon rolls out of Pilsbury crescent roll dough. Unrolled it, threw some brown sugar, cinnamon and butter on top. Rolled, baked 15 minutes. Whipped some cream cheese, butter, powdered sugar, vanilla and cinnamon into a frosting. Slapped it on. NOM!
So I might've just gotten a call from the temp agency. They want me to come in for a test today. A bilingual test to see how proficient I am in German. Um. Yeah. That. You guys know that that is my native language. Right? Right? Also, my horseradish is not nearly as spicy as I'd wanted.