Need to Brag

Today we went live on Satan's retarded stepsister's project. (Yes, that is the nickname she has acquired). And we actually started getting orders today. How many orders were there for her design? Zero. Zilch. Nada. None. How many orders were there for our design? 5. And she threw an ever loving fit when we proposed it to her. Then 30 min later wanted all of it. Go Figure. I think she has multiple personalities. Too bad I won't get to see her face when we tell her our success and her failure. LIKE WE TOLD HER IN THE FIRST PLACE. But she know printing far better than we do. Loser!

And then my sweetheart customer helped me pull one over on D. I can't used their first initials because all of my customer's start with an S. Sooooo... there is Satan's retarded stepsister (SRS) and my sweetheart (pea- because we are two peas in a pod). Pea got D so good today. Glad I wasn't within striking distance. We told him this problem exploded and upper management was not happy. Of course Pea and I had solved the problem with no worries. It was only a $27,000 error that we avoided. I should keep track of how many errors I talk the customer into keeping. Hmm.....

Friday - my next project goes live. I have training calls every day this week. Including a webinar at 8:00 am tomorrow. Better get to bed so I can wake up early and get to work before it starts. The fun and games are about to really begin when this account goes live. Lots and lots to work on.

One last thing. What is this thing growing in my garden? It is furry like a kiwi. But not. And no, it isn't a ki-cumber.

Can't Sleep

It's hot in my house or at least I'm hot. I'm sure it has nothing to do with the fact I have been standing over the stove frying bacon and sausage for the Father's Day Brunch tomorrow at the Elk's Lodge. As Ladies VP, I'm in charge for the moment. Our President's dad had open heart surgery this week, so I have been writing newsletter articles, coordinating volunteers and such.

I hate father's day almost as much as mother's day. I am fatherless, sonless and will be husbandless tomorrow. T has to work tomorrow - poor guy. I really wanted to get him a compost tumbler, but couldn't find the deal I wanted. So I settled for some new work shirts.

My sister had her baby shower today. I didn't go. Can't do it. My mom left me a voicemail this morning. I erased it after, "I know today is difficult for you..." Yeah, you can stop right there. Just leave me alone and don't try to understand how difficult it is for me. You are in the glow of a new grandbaby right around the corner.

Yesterday I had another IUI for my one follicle. This is the last month before moving on to IVF. Right now, T and I are both so burnt out ttc, that we might take a break. Being on a schedule for over a year has taken a toll. It has sucked the romance out of our marriage and made it a chore. We need a break from the expectations, the dr appointments and the crazy drugs. We need a chance to find each other again. This new schedule isn't helping either. We are always running in opposite directions.

Keep praying I am pregnant this month. And Pray for Stellan.