O Happy Day

So this morning, a trucking company called and said they were going to come and get a load of beans. Good. And then the guy asked me, Is Mr. Jaj your Dad? I think if we were face-to-face I would have hugged him. I said, No, he's my Husband. And the guy kind of embarrassedly chuckled as I said, I just have a young sounding voice. So I'm in a good mood and nothing can spoil it.

Not so much with Shaggy. He's off his sugar high. Oh boy. This morning, Zoomer was doing some work and was erasing something...Shaggy leaned in to see what he was doing and the pencil poked him in the face. Shaggy lost it and got so angry with Zoomer. And started shaking and growling and chasing him. I tried explaining to Shaggy that Zoomer didn't do anything wrong - he just got too close to the pencil as Zoomer was erasing, but you can't explain things to Shaggy when he's like that. And that, my friends, is why I limit, as much as humanly possible, the amount of sugar, additives and preservatives that enter Shaggy's body.

Anybody watch The Office last night? It's going to be interesting now with the new girl coming back to Scranton with Jim. You know what's really pathetic? Everytime I watch that show I feel like I've just wasted 30 minutes of my life that I'll never get back, yet I can't stop watching it. Sad, isn't it.