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Dec. 12th, 2003 11:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
weaktwosThe past few days have been rather grand here in Phoenix. A lot of my coworkers whose company I genuinely enjoyed had taken the plunge to move out here to our office. The terrain out here has a certain beauty to it. I suppose if I ever had an attractive business opportunity out here, I might take it. Most notably, one of my best coworkers ever works out here. We have such a sympatico working relationship, it's great.
He's born in the year of the bunny. Yes, say it: Bu-nny!
Yesterday I worked in the office. It's the new frontier of my place to work: all fresh, new, exciting, creative. Then I was fortunate to participate with the Phoenix clan in their white elephant gift exchange. I included a piece of tradition from our office: a hidden pair of Frederick's of Hollywood lace panties. Much to my chagrin, the executives got it and kept it (our gifts can be stolen twice in the exchange). So much for that.
But it was fun to play pool with the folks and exchange witticisms.
Today I woke up late, took my host's big Rhodesian Ridgeback dog for a walk/run. He was a fun companion, and he adored the attention and exercise. Then I took a drive,ran some errands, and joined my old partner in crime and his family for Thai food in Phoenix. His children are smart, precocious, and with a sharp wit, that they have not yet learned to wield gracefully. They are little scorpios.
Children are amazing creatures. Full of so much potential, but still limited by their lack of growth. The youngest was tired, yet so desiring to stay up late and work on his new lego toy. He was cute. I don't know how, should I ever have a child, I'm going to keep a straight face. I wanted to laugh, but laughing would seem so callous to him. Ah, to be so young that Legos are my biggest worry, my most seductive "mistress", if you will.
Was that my biological clock going off? I hope not.
We drove by a restaurant in Phoenix: Grilled Expedition: A wood-fired adventure./b>
Please. A wood-fired adventure? Something tells me that the marketing will surpass the flavor of the food. It also sounds like something the wicked old witch would ask Hansel and Gretel: Would you darling, plump children like to go on a wood-fired adventure?"
"Ja! Ja! Ve sure vould!"
He's born in the year of the bunny. Yes, say it: Bu-nny!
Yesterday I worked in the office. It's the new frontier of my place to work: all fresh, new, exciting, creative. Then I was fortunate to participate with the Phoenix clan in their white elephant gift exchange. I included a piece of tradition from our office: a hidden pair of Frederick's of Hollywood lace panties. Much to my chagrin, the executives got it and kept it (our gifts can be stolen twice in the exchange). So much for that.
But it was fun to play pool with the folks and exchange witticisms.
Today I woke up late, took my host's big Rhodesian Ridgeback dog for a walk/run. He was a fun companion, and he adored the attention and exercise. Then I took a drive,ran some errands, and joined my old partner in crime and his family for Thai food in Phoenix. His children are smart, precocious, and with a sharp wit, that they have not yet learned to wield gracefully. They are little scorpios.
Children are amazing creatures. Full of so much potential, but still limited by their lack of growth. The youngest was tired, yet so desiring to stay up late and work on his new lego toy. He was cute. I don't know how, should I ever have a child, I'm going to keep a straight face. I wanted to laugh, but laughing would seem so callous to him. Ah, to be so young that Legos are my biggest worry, my most seductive "mistress", if you will.
Was that my biological clock going off? I hope not.
We drove by a restaurant in Phoenix: Grilled Expedition: A wood-fired adventure./b>
Please. A wood-fired adventure? Something tells me that the marketing will surpass the flavor of the food. It also sounds like something the wicked old witch would ask Hansel and Gretel: Would you darling, plump children like to go on a wood-fired adventure?"
"Ja! Ja! Ve sure vould!"
