Hot Dog Day

So today is Hot Dog Day. It is a good day. Word on the street is that there are three different kinds of pasta dishes. I am salivating I am so hungry. I seriously love this day.

It is also basket day. Basket Day is when employees make baskets and we buy tickets and put our tickets in the basket(s) we want to win. Mostly people make themed baskets – beachy baskets, gardening baskets, Bath and Body Works baskets, etc. There is also usually a free vacation day “basket” (aka Styrofoam cup) – last December I won that. Of course, I used it to go to Kansas, but still – it was the thought that counts. This month, Dot and I made a basket. We called it the "Date in a Bag" basket. The subtitle was "For those long and lonely Friday nights, try...date in a bag!". It had a Blockbuster gift certificate and popcorn, movie theatre candy, and hot cocoa. I taped magazine pictures of Angelina Jolie, Brad Pitt, Jude Law, Penelope Cruz, Usher, and Elvis onto cardboard and put them on coffee stirrers so they would stick out of the basket. I think it is a hoot.

Unpacking at our new place has been a pretty successful experience so far (aka no more lacerated fingers). I’ve met a few of my neighbors already, including Ms. Smith. Her dog’s name is "Money". He stands on his hind legs and jumps around a lot. His name is Money. She laughed when she told me his name, like she new it was a hilarious name. I already love her.

I am sorry I have been a poor lj updater. We don’t have internet at home yet and I have been busy at the office. But today my boss didn’t come to work because she is having car trouble and she didn’t want to take the bus to work. Yesterday she met me at my apartment off the bus and we walked to work together. It’s only a 20 minute walk, but when we got to the office she stood on our tile floor with bare feet and moaned. I wonder if, when I’m 50, a 20 minute walk will make me moan. I am glad I don’t have my mother’s genes. I do not want arthritis. I do not want bad hips. I often times wonder if my birth mother bemoaned all of her ailments like my mom does now. I also wonder if she is dead now. I also wonder if she had birthing hips, like me. Good old birthing hips.

I updated so hot dog day would come sooner. We have exactly 25 minutes left until hot dog eating starts. I am very excited and happy.