Don't Fuck with a Muthafucka's Mango Chutney
Soooo. Yesterday was my first day at the new job, which is freakin' spectacular, let me just say that. It is sooo beyond exciting to be able to work with people who are under the age of 40, and who laugh and smile a lot, and who know how to spell the word "vertical." I am training for the rest of the week, and then after that, I'm on my own, which rocks. I finally feel like this whole go-to-college/go-to-work thing has worked for me. I'm in a position that I like, that I can grow with, and that is everything that it said it would be. By the way, if anyone ever wants to know what NOT to do when they get out of college and are offered a position, give me a call or an email. I'll be glad to tell you.
That said, let me move on to the exciting thing--my mama surprised me and she's coming out this weekend. She is on Spring Break, so she is coming to take me shopping in SF, and we're going to cook a lot and stay up late and watch horrible Lifetime movies and true-crime dramas. I am thrilled! Matt is even looking forward to it, because Mom is bringing him a Southern ham hock to make a pot of beans out of (you can't get ham hocks out here), and then, well, Mom will distract me and he will be able to get a lot of work done. The sucky thing, however, is that we need to clean the house, which is not in the worst condition, but not in the greatest either. So I have to go home tonight, and clean bathrooms. Hmmph. Matt is home all day today, and could be cleaning, but when I just asked him what he was doing he said "Ummmm....reading and watching Molto Mario" which is really not two things which one should combine. When I pressed him about his cleaning habits, he said that he had "created ant armageddon" as with the rainy season, we have inherited a bunch of six-legged friends. That is all. So I am going to go home to a dirty hourse littered with the bodies of deceased insects. Lord.
Well, I should go. I need to run to Trader Joe's on my lunch break and buy something quick to fix for dinner. I also need to run to the dry cleaners and pick up my skirts and three cashmere sweaters, and if there is one little thing wrong with those sweaters, so help me God, I will....words cannot even express what I will do.
Have a good un!
That said, let me move on to the exciting thing--my mama surprised me and she's coming out this weekend. She is on Spring Break, so she is coming to take me shopping in SF, and we're going to cook a lot and stay up late and watch horrible Lifetime movies and true-crime dramas. I am thrilled! Matt is even looking forward to it, because Mom is bringing him a Southern ham hock to make a pot of beans out of (you can't get ham hocks out here), and then, well, Mom will distract me and he will be able to get a lot of work done. The sucky thing, however, is that we need to clean the house, which is not in the worst condition, but not in the greatest either. So I have to go home tonight, and clean bathrooms. Hmmph. Matt is home all day today, and could be cleaning, but when I just asked him what he was doing he said "Ummmm....reading and watching Molto Mario" which is really not two things which one should combine. When I pressed him about his cleaning habits, he said that he had "created ant armageddon" as with the rainy season, we have inherited a bunch of six-legged friends. That is all. So I am going to go home to a dirty hourse littered with the bodies of deceased insects. Lord.
Well, I should go. I need to run to Trader Joe's on my lunch break and buy something quick to fix for dinner. I also need to run to the dry cleaners and pick up my skirts and three cashmere sweaters, and if there is one little thing wrong with those sweaters, so help me God, I will....words cannot even express what I will do.
Have a good un!
posted by Southern Belle at 4:12 PM
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