being female in the workplace

Today at work this bigwig (who didn't know me from Adam) came onto our floor looking for Steve, who sits around the corner from me. When he discovered that Steve was not in his office, he looked around and found me sitting in my office. He said to me, "Do you keep Steve's appointment schedule?"

Well, I half chuckled and said, "No." What I SHOULD have said was, "No, but would you like me to make you a cup of coffee?" If he didn't bat an eye and took me up on the offer, I would hand him the coffee and say, "By the way, I am Steve's boss. And you owe me $4.00 for the coffee."

flavored air

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new shoes for Geddy Lee

I would like to insert here a special shout out to Jason Sanghi and JJ Darling, my coworkers who worked tirelessly to find my blog even when I told them it was impossible. Apparently it IS possible, but only to those who are exceptionally and generally savvy.

Last night I had a dream that the band Rush came to play a set for my daughter Rebekah's birthday party. (She is spoiled even in my dreams apparently.) Rush agreed to do the mini-concert for free, so I decided that it would be nice if I bought Neil, Geddy, and Alex each a pair of shoes. The dream mostly consisted of me looking for the ideal shoes for them in the mall. I would find said pair, turn my eyes away briefly, and upon looking back would find the shoes gone. I never did find that elusive pair. Here are some ideas of shoes I think the Rush members would like.

Jerry was Santa for our community club. Here I am on his lap.