Snake in the office!

SNAKE SNAKE SNAKE!  

Thats what I kept yelling... 

As I came out of our Friday meeting to go potty...

there was a brown SNAKE in front of the ladies room door! 

Just slithering around.  So... I screamed, repeatedly!

As I screamed, Mr. Snakey tried to get away down the hall.

Brent and Daniel came up the hall, smiling.

Brent started stomping at it.

So Mr. Snakey slithered back my way, NO!

Glenda came out and tried to step ON him, in her heels.

He wrapped up on her foot - eek!

Brent stepped on him w/ his big man shoes...

Snakey curled up onto the toe.

MAYDAY! 

Glenda:  "i know, i'll get the raid!"

So, a puddle of raid later, Mr. Snakey was still alive.

Note:  Raid does not kill snakes.  

Brent took the can and smashed it on the lil snakey's neck till he

died...  like 5 min later!  SICK!!!  

To all those animal rights activists...

Mr. Snake was in our environment, so he's free game yo!

What makes you smile?

I just read this FABULOUS article by Jeffrey Gitomer, the sales guru of all guru's.  This reminded me of an encounter I witnessed last week at LAX that really warmed my heart and made me smile! 

Coming home from New Zealand was so sad, very sad for various reasons and I was tired, all cried out that my vaca was over and poopy faced after 2 flights totalling 17.5 hours and 7 hours of idle time. 

So I was riding the shuttle bus from one terminal to the next, waiting for my stop.  We were stopped and a woman ran by our bus, waiving, trying to catch the bus behind us before it pulled out.  She was frantic.  I don't think the bus behind us could see her coming but our sweet bus driver saw her and started honking madly and wildly waving his arm out the window to our bus at the one that was now pulling up alongside us.  He stopped the driver, told him to hold on, ran out our doors to the deflated woman standing on the curb at the rear of our bus.  He told her that he had caught the bus and grabbed her bag, she followed into the road between our buses and he loaded her bag on for her.  Gave a happy waive to the other driver and hopped back on our bus.  Wow.  So very thoughtful!  It really made my heart flutter at his kindness.  A smile spread across my lips and I couldn't stop.  

I was amazed, in LA and at a busy, traffic jammed airport... unselfish service.  I looked up at the sunshine and palm trees and was so grateful for that man and his act that completely uplifted me.

Sad Face

It's 7:37am - Saturday in Australia... and I'm not there.  

:(  boo.  Just sayin.

 I am SO trunky from/for vaca mode.

First there was the vaca coma, then the vaca hangover,

now... I want to throw my life in the wind and be rootless and fancy free!

 Help!  Seriously.

Post-It Overload!

Do I love post-its or what?!  

I just found colored one in Walmart's school supplies and bought 5 new kool packs!  Mayday!  

My desk of post-its is a wreck!  ha.  

Lists, I also have a plethora of those - too many to count.  

I think I love post-its so much b/c you write down each topic of necessity on one, cross off the lil list and bam!

Throw it away!  I love throwing lists away!  

What's your addiction?

Snakes!!! What's the deal?

Who likes snakes?  CERTAINLY NOT me.  Yuk!  You know how those emails go around showing some amazon snake that's sucked down 1/2 a human whilst he sleeps?  Yeah, yikes.

So how then, am I now the snake charmer?  i.e. Harry Potter, LOL.  Olivia has this snake, Raula that was in her classroom as a teacher and it's been in her bedroom for the last couple years, unloved by children's hands.  Olivia loves to freak people out with this snake, hold it over into the shower that Bryn is taking, put it on a rocking chair during a party, unbeknownst to guests looking to sit.  Ridiculous. 

Raula has gotten quite large and sheds her skin frequently.  So a couple weeks ago Olivia jokingly says, "hey can you pick me up a rat".  Me:  um, No.  Then I get to thinking - Olivia is always doing nice things to help me out... how can I deny her one request.  So off to Petco I go. 

Happily they put a medium white rat in a To-Go box and off I trot.  Olivia texts me:  'make sure to drive slow, once the rat was a little rowdy and the box tipped over and it got out in my car'.  MAYDAY!   I get to her house and she's still at school.  I can't figure out how to open the cage so I set the rat-in-a-box on top of the cage and leave.  (washing my hands for good measure of course). 

I text her I couldn't open the cage, she frantically texts back:  'so where is the rat?'  I say, "oh shoot, I left it in the box on your bed, I forgot about that when I went to wash my hands!"  She is maniacal, 'WHAT!!'.  Ok, so Olivia teases a lot, and it's really hard to get her back.  Now I've got her!  But then sweet Chelsa relents, "JK, I left it on the cage, not in your bed".  Olivia:  'NO!!  The snake will smell the rat and flip over the box and the rat will escape into my room!!!'  Freak. 

I have to go back in the house, get her roommate to help me figure out how to open the cage.  Olivia texts: 'could you be a dear and get the dead skin and the log out before tossing the rat to it's death?'  Me:  HellstotheNO I am not reaching in a snake cage of which the snake now knows it's dinner is within reach.  Crazy git!

So I "breathe in for luck"... turn the spotlight on the snake to distract it, pull the screen back, lunge in - grab the log - shake the snake off the log- jerk my arm out, shut the cage!  PFHEW, Unscathed.

Another deep breath

Grab the rat-a-la-Take-Out box, carefully open the top, pull the screen back - move the spotlight around to distract Raula - CHUCK the rat into the corner of the cage - slam the top shut!!  haaaaa 

In 2.5 seconds that dumb rat runs over to say hi to his new housemate and is instantaneously SnAtChEd up into a spiral death grip!  Poor Snow White was bent backwards, arms flung out as if he'd just sung his last opera.

That's all I could watch.  Olivia told me I can't name the dinner anymore.