Monday, August 16, 2010

Stuff I Need to Get OFF My Chest (Or, in Some Instances, ON)

I was bitter and angry when the Schlotzsky's Deli near our home closed. For the past several years I have suffered bouts of depression and unreasonable anger when faced with purchasing a substandard sandwich. Oh Joy! Adorable Hubby found a Shlotzsky's Deli in Utah only 22 miles away according to Google. There is also a Schlotzsky's in Pocatello, Idaho 183 miles away and seriously worth the drive and whatever social stigma is attached to driving 183 miles to get a sandwich in Pocatello.

There now, I feel much better... unless I think of Kenny Rogers Roasters.

My boys are really good to let me sleep during days when I've worked a graveyard. From time to time though they feel compelled to wake me for some really important news. I don't resent these important moments in the least.

On Thursday an entirely new and earth shatteringly important discover was made in Boy Yard.

Apparently one of these.

Got it on together with one of these.

And created one of....

Sadly, #5 pushed (No I didn't it was an accident) #7 (It wasn't an accident and he HIT me and it was his fault) who landed on the newly discovered land Crustacean (Rolly Polly's are crustaceans, I Googled it.) with pincers and squished out it's kind forever.

Terribly sad, because we all know how rare crustaceans with pincers are. The entomological world and #7 are reeling from the blow.

Worth getting woke up for and not at all resentment causing.

And since we're on the subject of graveyard shifts. I usually get up around 3:00 PM, throw on some clothes and try to get a few things done before getting ready for work at 8:00 PM or often later. I usually leave for work at 8:45 PM, or often later, with wet hair and no make up, and I always drive at 90 miles an hour with the windows open to savor a little of my favorite time of day.

So when I arrive at work having used the open windows as my hair dryer and put on whatever make up I could find in my purse, I kinda look like this.

Smokin' Hot, I know. And, when arriving at Radiology from the ER patients seem really calmed by my appearance. A working girl does what she can.

Why can't I get organized and to places on time?

And speaking of awesome t-shirts and chests... What? Well we are now!

This is the t-shirt/slogan handed out to local college football fans a couple years back.

And this is the much awesomer version made for my Birthday by my awesomely artistic and dashingly manly friend, Paul. His gorgeous female counterpart, Mandi made me cookies and negotiated the always tricky woman's sizing dilemma, earning her an awesome accolade as well.

Now that's something worth keeping on my chest.

All t-shirt modeling inquiries will be handled by my agent, Adorable H Hubby Dawg, yo!


Kristina P. said...

Graves have got to be hard.

And I haven't been to Schlotzkys in years. I think there's still in one Sandy, by me.

Mr. and Mrs. Nurse Boy said...

We have a Scholtzky's down the street... will THAT get you here??

Love your posts! Each and every single one of them!!

Mrs. NB

Suey said...

Oh that Paul. I dread the day he's not in Primary anymore....

Barbaloot said...

Wow...the shirt is um, creative? :)

I can't imagine doing grave yards.

Mummy McTavish said...

You look hot when you go to work... it's no wonder they want you working graveyard shifts, that way there wont be as many people around to be distracted by your hotty hotty hotness.

I love your shirt! Unfortunately there has only been a handful of days that I could possibly have legitimately worn one... all of which have happened within the first month of having each child. Any other time I am a card carrying member of the Itty Bitty Titty Committee.

I don't know what a schlotzsky's is... but if you move here I'll make you a sandwich.

Montgomery Q said...

The creativity of that shirt is all yours. I just implemented the idea.

Doing graveyards sucks. I used to have to do that as an elderly/insane/disabled caretaker and then again as a night auditor for a hotel. I liked the hotel better because I didn't have to change soiled diapers.

Nonna Beach said...

I have never done graveyard shifts but have done 3 P.M. - 11 P.M. I missed out on so much at home I eventually quit, even though the money was really good ! ( I was still working at home to get things done past 11 anyway ! )

That 2nd T-Shirt is just my style !

Debbie said...

Our Scholtzkys closed a couple of years ago two. I still crave it. So sad to see a good place close.

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