I don't know what is wrong with me this morning. Well actually I do know what is wrong with me...PMS. I am eating everything that is not nailed down and if it is made of chocolate... all the better. Our co-op student made no-bake peanut butter cookies and I can not stay out of them. Damn her! They are really good though and I am not really a peanut butter fan. They taste like peanut butter fudge with oats in it. Will have to get the recipe.
Big holiday weekend is here and we are trying to do what we can to not have another drowning. Keeping fingers crossed that parent will put their kids in life jackets and will keep an eye on them at all times.
We have this new thing that pops up on our computer everyday called the town crier. It is used to post information that normally clogged our email....retirement announcements, birthdays, meetings, etc. Well this morning it pops up and the following message was listed on it.
"If you CANNOT read this message, please send an email to (block for privacy) as soon as possible so we can get the problem fixed."
Someone in our district office isn't taking there Ginko Biloba because their brains obviously aren't functioning on all cylinders. If you can't read the message then how on earth are you going to respond to it? With the mood I am in today I really felt like writing back telling her that I couldn't read the message and watched them try all day to fix the problem.
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