I shoveled the sidewalk today after approximately 2 inches had been dropped last night. Not two minutes later MoNa showed up with another blanket. You might be thinking, "Blankets, what a warm, thoughtful gesture!". However, MoNa is the wonderful acronym for Mother Nature and the blanket in question was about 3 more inches of snow...
Lately, I have been complaining about all the bad things that MoNa has brought into my life. Things that I would have no control over. At times she can be confusing, mean, test my lack of patience and just make me completely speechless and jaded. The other day however, I saw MoNa in a completely different way. I realized that despite all the bad days that may come my way, it just so happens that on those very days, when I am in the worst mood, she always seems to see the positive and pick me up. So, I am using the post to thank MoNa for shining the sun and blanketing me with the warmth of knowing that it really is a good day and that things will work out in the end, with a little time, patience, motivation and hard work :)
Monday, February 7, 2011
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Oh Sponge, My Sponge
I have this disgusting habit of making a poor man's mocha every morning at work. (Side note: A poor man's mocha is simply coffee with a packet of Swiss Miss hot chocolate mixed in.) Here's the disgusting part, I don't wash out my mug when I'm done. I never actually drink all that I make, so it is allowed to sit there overnight and fester ;) It smells BAD the next morning...
So, every morning I walk to the opposite end of the building hoping and praying that the scent trail I leave behind doesn't make anyone else puke but me. Yesterday we got new sponges and I had the privilege to introduce these new sponges to their new meaning in life! Before ripping open the package I noticed "Instructions for use:", are you kidding me??? Really? How dumb are we becoming that we don't know how to use a sponge?
Step 1: RINSE. I rinsed the new sponge and if I might say so myself, my hand and that sponge made some music together.
Step 2: WRING. I'm supposed to wring the sponge. I wrung with all my might, following the twisty motion dictated in the picture provided.
Step 3: WIPE. Well, I didn't so much as wipe, but rather scrubbed my mug...
At the end of all this, what was I supposed to do with the green, fibrous, rough side? I scoured the package and did not see anything describing the green side. Maybe it's for decoration? Any thoughts? (sarcasm, folks, sarcasm...but there are probably real folks out there wondering that...)
So, every morning I walk to the opposite end of the building hoping and praying that the scent trail I leave behind doesn't make anyone else puke but me. Yesterday we got new sponges and I had the privilege to introduce these new sponges to their new meaning in life! Before ripping open the package I noticed "Instructions for use:", are you kidding me??? Really? How dumb are we becoming that we don't know how to use a sponge?
Step 1: RINSE. I rinsed the new sponge and if I might say so myself, my hand and that sponge made some music together.
Step 2: WRING. I'm supposed to wring the sponge. I wrung with all my might, following the twisty motion dictated in the picture provided.
Step 3: WIPE. Well, I didn't so much as wipe, but rather scrubbed my mug...
At the end of all this, what was I supposed to do with the green, fibrous, rough side? I scoured the package and did not see anything describing the green side. Maybe it's for decoration? Any thoughts? (sarcasm, folks, sarcasm...but there are probably real folks out there wondering that...)
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