I heard so much about it

I had to work today so I didn't get to see the festivities live but I heard a lot of chatter about Beyonce.

I liked it, she did good, a little dramatic with the facial expressions but then it is Beyonce.  For some reason the whole time I was watching this I kept thinking about how it's the same person who did this:

it rained all day

Ok, I'll say it, there isn't much to do in South Florida on a rainy day.

This is the activity I came up with for today.  I literally cleared my shelves and started from scratch.  It took me all day.

That top shelf doesn't look like it's enjoying the weight of jeans, pants, shorts, long sleeve t-shirts, and sweaters.  I have to put my valuable up high though or else the detective climbs up and shoves everything off the shelf to make room for his daily nap.  At least now he's limited to shoes, underwear, and pajamas to stomp all over.

Now the question is do I continue with my cleaning streak and attempt to tackle the bathroom or do I call it a day and enjoy the rest of my Saturday night?

this makes me cry

The best part of putting my itunes on random of my whole library is that I am reminded of things like this.

For some reason I have the album from this whole performance, which features a lot of hilarious sketches.  This one however just always makes me happy and sad at the same time.

"I call it a film, NOT a movie"

which do you prefer?

They are having a mad employee appreciation sale at work right now and I do actually need sunglasses.  The question is, do I stick to the old standard and get aviators or should I trust Sarah's choice and get these:

I ended up getting the aviators but I have until Monday to trade them in for the others.  I just don't know if I can really pull them off.

Thoughts?

It's been a while

Or maybe I've just gotten immune to it and no longer even notice.

But this morning there was no ignoring it.  The blount was staring me straight in the face.

He made me laugh

I pulled up next to him in traffic the other night and he was just looking at me and smiling.

I want a nice doggy to ride around with me like that.

Maybe when Jon and Joe move down they will let me take Zeus around for rides in the car.  He's be the perfect doggy for my passenger seat.

the possibilities are endless

I finally found a decent cheap black cardigan (at H&M of course) which opened up my wardrobe for work by like ten times.  The rule is that we have to be wearing black pants and a black top, but if we're wearing a black blazer or sweater, we can wear white or baby blue underneath.  While they did send me and amazing black blazer, I don't feel like I own anything that looks appropriate underneath it besides the white button down they sent.

But now that I have a cheapo cardigan I can wear all my cheapo dress shirts.  And bowties!!

Oh the accessories I shall wear.  It will be a glorious new age for me at work.