Dear Co-Worker

Dear Co-Worker,

I applaud your efforts at healthy eating and brown bagging it. You are not only doing yourself a service but the environment as well. You even remembered to recycle that orange and white box that your meal came in today. Good for you.

NOW IF YOU FLIPPIN' COOK FISH IN THE FLIPPIN' MICROWAVE AGAIN WITHOUT THE AID OF A MATCH OR SOME SORT OF OTHER ODOR ELIMINATOR I AM GOING TO EAT A BEAN BURRITO AND CARPET BOMB YOUR OFFICE.

An Evening in the Garden

So as you saw by my post yesterday, the evening went very well. Everyone had a wonderful time and we over bought on the booze so I got to take a bunch home. :)



The event was titled, An Evening in the Garden and it was held at the Morris Arboretum. Please check out the site sometime. It is a beautiful place. It was essentially a little gathering for my bosses, financial advisors, to thank their clients for their business and to get new business by clients bringing guests. Got it? The theme was also about going green (of course) and so I tried to be as green as possible with the preparations; no plastic glasses, no paper plates, recycled materials for decorations and takeaways. There were garden tours and guests could wander in the gardens when they wished. We had the whole place to ourselves.



Ok, here's the scoop on the pics you see in the slide show. You either have to click or double click to see the show with the captions. The centerpieces I made with mason jars, kraft paper, blue raffia and 150 zinnias I cut myself the morning of the event. The pic I took of the centerpiece at the event didn't do it justice but I had a lot to do. I took a pic of the bar area so I could mention that we had a special signature drink, it was a hibiscus tea mojito. It was kinda the color of the flowers and it was SO good! We had regular mojitos as well. They used cut sugarcane as stirrers for each drink. We also had an open bar. The food was FABULOUS too. We had a large antipasto table with olives, cheeses, tapanade, sardines (I think P was the only person that ate those). We also had butlered HDO's, spiced scallop on a rice cracker, flat iron steak with chipotle butter on a baguette slice, veggie spring rolls and shrimp.



The takeaway bags had directions on how to sign up for paperless account information and also had a fax back to us for people that are interested in doing a fall clean-up in Fairmount Park (Philly's Central Park but ours is bigger). There was also a retirement planning book that is actually kinda fun to use and a potted herb; Sage, Rosemary, Thyme or Lavender.



All in all we had a little over 100 people at the event. It went VERY well and everyone had a great time. As soon as I got there and saw that my wonderful caterers had everything under control, I relaxed a bit and was able to enjoy myself at the actual event even though I was still doing the work thing. So, enjoy the few pics I thought to get.

Work Funny

So today is Administrative Professionals Day. Did you know that? Anyway, one of the women in our office received a card and gift certificate from her bosses. The gift certificate was for a dermatologist. One of the bosses says, "You know you can go for like Botox, Restilin and other treatments. So and So's wife goes there." So and so's wife is 30 and already botoxing it up. This woman is in her 40's, petite, cute and never talked to them about even wanting something like that.

What exactly are you supposed to think after getting that?

I am 35. Why Did I Mix Champagne and Hard Liquor?

I went to college and one of the things you learn there is what and how to drink alcohol. Most of the silly rhymes don't actually work, "Alcohol then beer, in the clear." Whatever. Anyway, I do know that mixing many different types of alcohol is a bad, bad, bad thing. So I am still trying to figure out what posessed me to begin my work "Team Night" out with 2 beers and then Red Bull and Champagne (don't worry, it was not 'good' champagne. I would not pollute good stuff with rocket fuel). What I do know is that by the time the limo arrived on Friday night to take us out for a fun night of good food and drinking, I was irritated with CPA's and clients and waiting around, drinking a lot sounded really, really good. I think that is what caused me to drink so flippin' fast...then mix stuff up. Also, I was not paying for anything so I ordered fun drinks at the martini bar...before dinner and good drinks during dinner. I was told this morning that I did an Irish Car Bomb at a bar I didn't even remember going to. Anyway, I made it home somehow and for my punishment I had the W O R S T hangover I have E V E R had on the nicest spring day we've had yet. That was pretty bad.
What is interesting is, this is not me. I am not usually out of control at all. I have control issues therefore I am usually the one flipping out about if 2 beers will affect my playing skills the next day. So, when I let go...I let goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. This happens maybe once a year since I stopped partying (see: got married five years ago). It takes me a week to get my system back on track: food all tastes weird (and I love my food), my head spazes out in headaches randomly, my stomach feels like a deflated balloon that got beat up in a really bad high school fight. Even knowing all that, I still had:
2 beers
3/4 bottle champs w/ Redbull
1 Dirty Shirley
1 Smarty Pants
3 Sangria type drinks at dinner (maybe more)
1 (at least) Irish Car Bomb

All in the span of probably 4 hours.

Did I learn my lesson this time? Don't quite know. Do I feel like I did? I sure did on Saturday.

Last night I was a little irritated that we had no wine for dinner.

Team Night

My boss wrote this as an idea of what to do Friday for our team night out as none of us could agree on what to do. He IM-ed to me. I joked that I would put it on my blog...and here it is.

*Names have been altered to protect the guilty/innocent*

Ok, here's the deal. met at the office, off to Park around the corner for kegs stands and a round of dizzy bats, followed by pizza at Illiano's. Then sushi and shots at Spamps, then down to yunk so A can give a shout out to his peeps from his sweet ride, stop by the S estate for some half life / halo, whatever you call it, drink every time you get killed unless P killed you and it doesn't count - oh yeah, he wasn't invited, so he'd have to leave the house. next is keep away from g-dog. Anyone who gets caught has to drink. Then down town for cheesesteaks, grab some forty's and head to lemon hill where we reminisce about old times, crew, soccer and how cool we once were. A can spill more beer than W and I drink. We'll finish the night off with four bottle of boones