“Snip-snap, snip-snap, snip-SNAP!”
— Michael Scott, The Office
“I hate beet salad. The thought of popping one of your beets into my mouth makes me want to vomit.”
Angela, to Dwight
“I think she might be trying to poison me.”
— Michael, to Pam, on Jan
“THAT’S WHAT SHE SAID!!!”
— Michael to Jan
Private note to my kids: Sorry I was ignoring you earlier. I really needed to talk on the phone. Really. I’ll pay attention to you all weekend. We have three days. Except I’m not going to any birthday parties with you this month, only your dad is, so you’re all his for one of those afternoons. Sorry. Love, Mommy
Private note to my husband: Thanks for making dinner. Again.
Private note to my PTA friends: I find PTA challenging at times, ie always, yet I keep coming back for more.
Private note to Zip: Does that make me a masochist?
Private note to the Internets: Yesterday, the Surgeon General OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA, Rear Admiral Steven K. Galson, M.D., M.P.H., shook my hand. Can you believe it?
kisses,
WM