November 10, 2009
job titles that I've never officially had but certainly qualify for:

goddess of chocolate.
cat wrangler.
plant killer.
procrastinator.
on-the-job mischief maker.
ninja bunny army leader.
off-the-path wanderer.

Posted by jennifer at 06:30 PM | Comments (0)
May 18, 2009
the gift that keeps on giving

Yesterday my family celebrated a belated mother's day. We planned it for a weekend that my brothers kids could spend with their grandma. (And great grandmother, it turned out.) I had previously asked my mom what she wanted me to cook for her that day for dinner. She paused and gave it a bit of thought before making a face and saying, "I'll ask your brother to cook, you can make dessert."

I bought my mom a shirt for mother's day, but it seems the true gift of that day is me not cooking dinner for her.

Posted by jennifer at 10:56 PM | Comments (0)
April 25, 2009
twittering

Feeling obligated to post here that I am posting elsewhere. You can find me on twitter: http://twitter.com/shinobiusagi

Posted by jennifer at 01:07 AM | Comments (0)
April 10, 2009
don't eat anything left on my counter

Was cleaning up the kitchen today when my brother stopped by. He looked a bit surprised when I dumped out the rice pot into the trash and even more surprised when I exclaimed, "Cool!" I explained to him that I had forgotten that there was rice in the pot and it had sat there so long it liquefied underneath. (I cooked rice when I was watching his kids because they are rice eaters just like their Daddy, even when Aunty Jenny makes lasagna.) He cringed and said, "I was planning on eating that." My cheerful reply: Aren't you glad you didn't.

Posted by jennifer at 11:54 PM | Comments (0)
April 04, 2009
ready for pick up

When my brother asked me to watch his kids for the weekend, I told him my only guarantee was that they would be alive when he came back. All kidding aside, they are having fun and being well behaved. Trust me they are not angelic, but they do listen to their Aunty Jenny. My brother told me that I can do what ever I want. Run them through the mud. Take them to another island. Put them to bed at any time ("it doesn't even have to be dark yet.") The only thing I am really tempted to do is dress them all in white when my brother comes back to pick them up and get them to say to him over and over, "We are ready for the mothership."

Posted by jennifer at 04:08 PM | Comments (0)
March 09, 2009
I thought they were arranged by date

conversation at work:

me: *thumbing through a file pulling stuff that needs to be pulled*
co-worker: Don't you hate how that file is always messed up?
me: huh?
co-worker: It's never in alphabetical order!
me: It's supposed to be in alphabetical order?
co-worker: *stare*
me: *bursts out laughing*

It still makes more sense to me to arrange the file by date since we pull the files by date, but what I find really funny is that I was doing that for the past eight months and only now she happened to say something. I wonder what else I'm doing that's unknowingly driving her nuts.

Posted by jennifer at 10:38 PM | Comments (0)
March 06, 2009
first impressions / visitors from the past

In the past couple of weeks, I've been bumping to people that I have not seen in a long time. Long time meaning, years. Many years.

I attended a wedding for a friend who I had not seen in over twelve years. Aside from my other two high school friends (and their + 1) sitting at the table I had assumed that I wouldn't know anyone else there. Imagine how the one person on our table, who did know all three of us back in the day, felt when we were staring at him baffled as he tried to jog our memories.

Dude: It's me! [Insert-name-here] don't you remember?
Us: Ummm....
Dude: *Pointing at my friend M.* You tied me to a chair! And you! *Pointing at me* You managed to... *demonstrating with his hands* tie my hands together.
Rest of the wedding table: Ummm...
Us: Oh! *laughter*
Me (saying to M.): I guess we left quite an impression.

Earlier this week, I bumped into a friend of a friend at my workplace in the middle of me trying to ninja attack one of my co-workers. We did a quick catch up and after he told me where he was currently working, I tried explaining that I work there.

Me: So, yeah, I work here. But I took off my tags and keys so I could sneak up on her. *Pointing at co-worker about 10 feet away* You know, makes too much noise.
Friend of Friend: I know. [Friend] told me you work here.

Later on, my co-worker who I was trying to attack (and knew about the wedding incident) asked me, "So, did you tie him up too?" She busted out laughing because I had to stop and think about it. "No, but I'm sure my friend has told him many stories about me. Probably why he didn't even blink when I told him I was trying to sneak attack you."

Makes me wonder who else might pop up.

Posted by jennifer at 08:07 PM | Comments (0)
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