First, I should tell about the day of my birthday. When I got to work, it was like a teeny "Miracle on 34th Street" or something. I got to my desk and, lo and behold, there were balloons, birthday cards, and presents there! I told the gang at church that I felt like Sally Field at the Oscars. (You like me! You really like me!) Most all of this was from my boss and one other employee, but still it felt good to be appreciated. My boss said that if I had to be at work on my birthday (I had asked off but was denied), then at least it should be a little special. My favorite gift there was a keychain my boss got me. It had one of my favorite sayings on it: "I refuse to have a battle of wits with an unarmed person!" She said that when she saw it, she thought it was so me that she had to get it. I can't imagine what she means by that.... ;^)

Church that night was fun, too. Liz made me a wonderful cake (chocolate with cream cheese filling and raspberry sauce), and Matt gave me a couple of really nice books, a beautiful Celtic book of hours and an Irish cookbook. Kidney and bacon soup, anyone?

Last night, Brian took me out to dinner at a lovely Indian restaurant, Tandoor (the first Indian restaurant I had ever been to), and to see Master and Commander, and Matt came with us. It was a really good movie, but because we ended up getting to the theater just as the trailers were starting, we had to sit in the front row. At first I thought, oh cool, it's like an IMAX, but by the end of the movie my neck was hurting a little. I'll probably go see it again when I can sit a little further back, to get all the details. After the movie, we ended up at Common Grounds for a little while. A wonderful evening, all in all.

Work was actually tolerable this week, mostly due to the fact that the main trainer is back from India and people are asking her questions now instead of me, and I can concentrate on my regular work. Management has finally figured out that the "team" thing is not working, and has given us individual quotas to meet by Wednesday. Those of us who meet our quotas by end of day Wednesday are supposed to get the 4-day weekend off. I'm on track to do that, but as I told a friend, I'll believe it when I wake up at 9AM on Friday. Anyway, I'd really like to have the weekend off to catch up on housecleaning and search the 'net for a new job, so everyone keep their fingers crossed and send up a prayer if you're so inclined.

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