Not a Date

One of the best things about having an au pair? The extra pair of eyes on my teenager. We were out celebrating Valentine’s Day with dinner at a Mexican restaurant, and Amanda filled us in on some more details about Miss C’s past weekend when she had lunch with … a friend.

Who brought her chocolate. And brought his little brother because his Mom insisted.

But it WASN‘T a date, you guys.

It wasn’t a date.

Assholes & Coffee

Having a rough day? Me, too. In fact, after two days of being on the receiving end of others’ rants, random criticisms, and good, ol’ fashioned rude behavior, I just pre-paid for a bunch of strangers’ coffee. I’ve found that random acts of kindness are really great for scraping other people’s word-vomit off my soul.

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Cake Torture

My coworker W did not get the memo. His wife — who comes from a family of professional chefs/bakers — is a popular lifestyle blogger who literally has tens of thousands of fans following her recipes, and occasionally, he brings in her stuff.

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Sweet Stuff

Question #1197: What do you like on your toast or biscuit?

I usually eat my toast with butter and fruit jam, although if it’s German pretzel bread, I prefer cream cheese with it.

But if I could, I would put Nutella, bacon, and sliced bananas on my toast every single day. I don’t just like that stuff … I LOVE it. I love it so much that I only eat it about once or twice a year.

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Praise from the Principal

During a parent-teacher association meeting last week, the school principal stopped Martin to praise Miss C’s presentation earlier today. Apparently, she not only did a great job leading her peers during their recent GROUP PROJECT (*gasp*), but “her research, delivery, and language efforts did not go unnoticed.”

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Noted

They weren’t expecting me when I showed up to work for them last May. I found myself in an office full of retired and active-duty military pilots and strategists, all men, none of them communications experts, but they were somehow responsible for implementing the commander‘s vision for a strategic communications team … and I was put there to help them.

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Cheering Squad

At some point, he’s going to learn that most humans do NOT have cheering squads applaud and praise their every move. But that wasn’t happening last night.

This was his reaction when we all cheered his ability to eat dinner with a fork.