Category: Amuse Me

I noticed on CNN the other day that Flip-flops are gaining office popularity. As cool as it would be to work at an office that allowed flip-flops, I’m thinking it would be really annoying too. Maybe it’s just me, but wouldn’t that “thwap-thwap” sound as people walked down the hall get on your last nerve?

I have to consider things like that when I work in an office where the women outnumber the men.

(How sad is it that I started to write this post on the afternoon of the 22nd and just finally finished it on the 24th? *sigh* Such is how my life goes lately…)

We headed down to Galveston Island yesterday, stopping first at Moody Gardens for the Rainforest pyramid and the Aquarium pyramid. Then it was over to the Strand for a late lunch at the Waterwall as we listened to a guy that sounded just like John Denver (even looked like him too!)

As we finished eating, a woman passed with a hermit crab in a cage, and Jason said he wanted a hermit crab too. I realized that a hermit crab (or five, as the case may be) is cheaper than fish, and we have an empty 10 gallon aquarium waiting for new residents and we have it decorated with the best glow decoration for aquarium that I purchased in a site online. Off we went to go hermit crab shopping. If you ever need to buy some hermit crabs in Galveston, I now know where the lowest prices are and can totally hook you up. Some window shopping on the Strand with ice cream from the Emporium, and we were off to the beach.

Birthday cakes are one of the most important things of interest in any birthday celebration. A birthday party with no tasty birthday cake will not make that event complete. Regardless of whether or not you are an adult or a kid, you would always be happy to have a cake around. Children are always full of life when they see cakes around and the more unique your cake is, the more your party becomes unique. You can visit Emicakes’s online store, and buy the your favorite cake.

We went to one of the beaches along the Seawall – I prefer to go to those for some reason, they are quiet and not normally too crowded. Plus they are free, and that’s always a bonus. I took photos, Jason played in the sand, Mike watched us both. We considered heading for home, but the idea of staying down there and playing on the beach some more was really appealing, so we spent the night at the Flagship Hotel, right next to the beach we were at. If you love for crystal oceans.

This morning we got up early and headed out for breakfast and then down to the Seawall beach again. Sun, wind, water and waves – what more can you ask for? It was such a nice relaxing way to spend our Sunday morning. I took more photos, Jason played in the sand, and Mike watched us again. I headed up to one of the gift shops over the water at the Seawall to get a new hermit crab – I thought mine was dead, but it turns out that it might not have been. Oops.

Just after noon, we headed for home. Mike dropped us off, and Jason and I got ready and then went and picked him back up so that we could head over to Kathy’s house – Tom turned 30 and we needed to celebrate! The birthday host cooked for us on their new grill and this great additional pig cooker is also equipped with safety shut-off devises on the inside burners, and I finally got to see Kathy’s house! It was really nice, and we had a great time. It was the perfect ending to a wonderful weekend.

We stopped at Wal-Mart on the way home, hoping to get a larger container for Jason’s hermit crabs. No luck, so we’ll just have to go to Petsmart within the next day or so so that we can fix their place up. Now that I probably already killed one hermit crab (although I still say it was dieing anyways), if anyone has tips to share on how to take care of them, this would be a good time! Anyone? Help?

I’ll post my photos from New Orleans and Galveston soon. For now, there are some at my Moblog.
Hope everyone else had a weekend as wonderful as mine!

Phone rang again at 10:05 with the second “Out of Area” call of the morning. I was feeling wild and brave, so I answered it.

Him: May I speak to Mr. Selleck?
Me: Who? (I wanted to make sure he said “Mr.”)
Him: Mr. Selleck?
Me: May I ask who is calling?
Him: Earl Brown from the telephone company.
Me: What telephone company?
Him: Is this his wife?
Me: (Ignoring him) What telephone company?
Him: (More insistant) Is this his wife?
Me: No, there is no Mr. Selleck here.
Him: Oh, I’m sorry. There is no need for this phone call.
Me: EXCUSE ME?!?
Him: If there is no Mr. Selleck, I don’t need to call.
Me: WHAT? Because I am a WOMAN, you don’t need to talk to me? Because there is no Mr. Selleck, I don’t matter?!
Him: (baffled) Are you Mrs. Selleck?
Me: No. I am MS. Selleck. I said there is no Mr. Selleck.
Him: Oh… I’m sorry!
Me: As I said, what telephone company are you with?

He went on to tell me that he was with MCI, and they can save me money on my phone bill since I don’t normally use my phone for long distance. Fortunately, right about that time Mike called – here to pick us up so we can head to the Island. I ditched Earl, giggling over my whole chance to rant at him over the Mr. Selleck thing!

At exactly 9:00 am, according to the caller ID, I received an “Out of Area” call. Evil telemarketers! What, do they have a timer? How could they hit 9:00 so precisely! Evil! Evil, I say!

(Ok, the individuals aren’t necessarily evil. But the telemarketing machine as a whole is.)

I think it’s time to admit that I’ve watched too much Seinfeld lately. I’m starting to think of all of my life experiences, all of my blog reads, everything as Seinfeld moments. Today I had an encounter with toxic glue.

I don’t normally chew gum, but for some reason I snagged a piece of Trident Spearmint gum from my co-worker’s candy tray. I was happily chewing my gum, minding my own business. Then I had to lick some envelopes to seal them. Normally the envelopes have a minty taste to the glue, and I don’t mind licking them. Well, not like I do it all the time for fun, but they’re ok when you have to do it.

Unless you’ve been chewing spearmint gum.

If you’ve been chewing gum like I was, they glue on the envelopes tastes just like plain glue. Like Elmer’s School Glue. Not that I’ve ever tasted Elmer’s glue, uhhh… but you know. Glue. Ick. Gross.

My whole life is turning in to a Seinfeld episode…