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Work At Home

(Disclaimer: this is NOT the 'chick's home office. Who the hell would sit directly in front of the air conditioner and freeze their crotch???)

The 'chick is lucky because her job allows her to work from home from time to time. She doesn't do this too often, because she does need to actually be IN the office when she's not on the road, but on days like today, the work at home thing is wonderful.

It's been raining in Nashville for the past couple of days. The 'chick is not complaining - Lord knows we needed the rain desperately. It's not raining at the moment, but it's kind of grey out and chilly.

Working at home means heading upstairs to the bonus room/office space that the 'chick reclaimed from the vileness of Rockboy earlier this year. During the summer, it's really too hot to be up there for long, but it's pretty ideal once the temperature dips below 80 degrees. Right now, as she types, the 'chick is kicked back in a hand-me-down leather recliner (cream colored) from her dad, Emeril is on the TV, and all is right with the world.

How much actual work is getting done, you ask?

Well . . . not a whole lot, but laundry got done and dishes were put in the dishwasher and the dishwasher was run. A plan was written, another one started and some overdue notes will be done.

Part of the problem is that the 'chick has a lack of discipline when it comes to getting actual work-work done at home. She has discovered the theory behind this. The theory is this: Because the 'chick does not work at home on a regular basis, it feels like a treat and when something feels like a treat, she will react to it as such. Which means, there is not as much focus as one might hope. BUT, the question is this - if the 'chick were to work from home more often, would she get better at focusing and getting motivated?

Well, lunch break is over, so the 'chick better get busy and get some work done. Happy Hump Day!

They're Trying To Kill The 'Chick

So, there was a meeting today. In a town 2 hours from the 'chick's "home" office. And there were storms. And traffic sucked. And it took almost 4 hours with the rain and traffic.

And the other day? The 'chick woke up with a stiff neck. This morning? The 'chick woke up with the same stiff neck, only worse. Actually, it was worser. A hot shower helped briefly. 800 mg of Advil helped a little longer, but not long enough.

Anyway. The meeting took all day. Lunch was involved.

Let's just say the 'chick is very, very thankful to be home now.

So, the pictures above. Left - the state of the 'chick's stomach. Right - wishing for a neck brace.

Is the bed spinning to y'all???

Ummmm. . .

The 'chick had something brilliantly funny to post.

Really.

She had it all thought out, thought to herself, "Is ________ (name since forgotten) going to blog about that too?"

And it was totally kick ass.

And, as you may have discovered by now - totally forgotten.

The 'chick kept thinking that it would come back to her, probably at some completely inappropriate time, like 3 a.m., but it has not.

Sorry. In the meantime, please to be enjoying some totally meaningless drivel.
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It's car show season in Tennessee and that means Redneck and Roadchick have been busy every weekend since forever. It's a frenzy of activity, mostly for Redneck, while the 'chick is relegated to dusting the car. This is actually ok - and, the 'chick suspects, is a slightly G-rated version of the car washing scene in Cool Hand Luke. For Redneck, anyway. Bless his heart. Then, the 'chick gets to plop down in a lawn chair and knit or read until it's time to load everything back into the car and leave again. Fun times, y'all.

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And, birthday wishes have to go out to Friendage. The 'chick has not forgotten. Check your email.

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There is apparently a slumber party going on somewhere down the block. How does the 'chick know this, you ask? Is it her amazing psychic ability? Her x-ray vision? No, none of these, Patient Reader. The weather is cool enough for the windows to be open and she can hear preteen voices practicing their cheerleading in some backyard. Lordy mercy, slumber parties used to be fun. Staying up all night, eating a ton of junk food, watching scary movies and then playing Truth or Dare.

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We now return you to your regularly scheduled program.

Think Pink in October

Just a reminder, darlings, from your Auntie Roadchick. . .

October is Breast Cancer Awareness month.

You can click the link at the right to help Save the Ta-Tas.

You can donate money or time to the Susan G. Komen Foundation, all by just clicking on the name.

Ladies, you KNOW how important breast cancer research is.

Men, if you love to play with ta-tas, it's time to pay up.

Save the Ta-Tas has some great and wicked funny shirts for sale - take a look and buy one.

It's for a very good cause.